Lyrics:
the cops
Ah, what they gon' say, ah, don't wan' play
Rrr, get 'em in the club, ah, smokin' on hay, ah
When I'm in my ride, ah, people walkin' by
Pistol
Snoop Dogg is a Bo$$ Playa.
As a matter of fact,
I was there when he was crowned "Bo$$ Playa".
[Snoop dogg]
I had, 3 on my right arm, and 4 on my
to sell (yeah)
Give a fuck about a playa hater (yeah)
Hit 'em wit' the tool, flush his whole radiator (ayy)
All the gangstas they gon' ride to this
I'm a tie you up, blindfold you
And we gon' play which hole feel the best
You know which hole feel the best
We finna see tonight, though
I'm gon
cruise control
Out blow by the window in the do'
til the point that it might make you lose control
3-oh-4's slow your roll, gimme that dough you know
you up, blindfold you
And we gon' play which hole feel the best
You know which hole feel the best
We finna see tonight, though
I'm gon' make you
niggas they take it lightly
'96 gon' be that year that all y'all playa haters can bite me, I'm out this bitch
Me and you
Your mama and your cousin too
niggas they take it lightly
'96 gon' be that year that all y'all playa haters can bite me, I'm out this bitch
Me and you
Your mama and your cousin too
harder
Others that was rockin is forgotten like Jimmy Carter
But I'm gon' be around
Just like hand-me-downs
An old-ass playa still pullin' them panties
for a queen to plant seeds and have babies
Maybe I'll be the one or just maybe I'm lost
You'll never know being cautious, if you play your cards right
wan' play
Get 'em in the club, ahh, smokin' on hay
When I'm in my ride, people walkin' by
Pistol by my side, in case dem wan' try
Watcha gonna do?
for a queen to plant seeds and have babies
Maybe I'll be the one or just maybe I'm lost
You'll never know being cautious, if you play your cards right
caskets
Jump suits, state boots, at least three stabbings
You softer than a Reebok Classic
Folding under pressure when confronted by them badges
I was
a fact
I was there when he was crowned 'Boss Playa', cheah
I had three on my right arm and four on my left
Lime green and gold, we was sharp to death
Now If U Walk Up In The Club
With A Bad Chick
And She Lookin At Me
Then I'm Gon Hit
Man Jackin For Chicks
I Tried To Quit
But I'm Playa Homie
So I Had
3 chainz, owww
Caught up in my bullshit, put your head on backwards
And skate off after, engage in laughter 'bout what just happened
Fingers
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
slide by and wiz-ave
You on another piz-age
Is that the way you gon be-hiz-ave?
I know you're feeling all hurt inside
But won't you talk to a playa?
Let
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
I'm gonna take my time (time)
She gon' get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow
I'm not gonna rush the stroke
If you don't know by now
Doggy Dogg
beats I don't play, yo
I get it on
Can I get it on? (Um hm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hm)
Now point 'em
hmm)
Are ya hands up? (Um hmm)
Where all the playa haters at? (Um hmm)
Now point 'em out (Um hmm)
Now she's gon' point 'em out, check it
I come
want to play
No occasion to celebrate
But I'm gon' do it anywat
Line outside but I don't wait
Roll through the door but I don't pay
Lettin' go man I
a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shit
You get outta line, we'll kill you quick
See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shit
You get outta line we'll kill
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