Lyrics:
it nigga, for real
[Hook] X 2
[Snoop Dogg]
They live on the streets, and they hustle for fame
Some claim twenty crip but most
houses with the chandelier
Me and my crew, mad cans of beer
It's copin', live vibe, still eyes open, it's clear
Presidential suites at The Tangier
Yeah, check it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I spit two at every few
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
don't stop
Don't, don't stop (Jay)
One, one, two, two, three, three
The, the Hollis, Hollis crew, crew
For, for, for, for, for the love now
Cool
to soldierette
>from every killer to cadet
Playa hatas get wet
Tru niggas march playas step
(chorus)
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
turn him into a king
I was looking at her in the limelight, pearly whites
Said her man get paper but he don't live right
All these emotions flowing
FOSHO
Playa hatas infiltrate us niggas HELL NO
Fools ready to die
Don't be afraid
Bring your gun and your sac cuzz we under attack
tell da playa hater see you later,
To my northside crew get paper,
To my midlands crew get paper,
To my up north crew get paper,
I tell da playa
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
the niggas in the ghetto be hatin on you cause you made it out?
-Yea son, what is that, what you call that?
-Dad, that only be two words. PLAYA HATA
[Pac]
Live in this motherfucker Thug Pound bitch
Kurupt Daz Makaveli Idi Kastro Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
Focused on this paper, money transactions is what I'm after playa
Was taught as a youngin' to move smart and get my weight up
Federal reserves papers by
[The real one! Huh? Whut?
The real one! Huh, nigga whut?]
Verse 2: Ice-T
It's '98, playa, check your game
Make sure them young boys
-Check this out
-You a playa if you got bitches and blunts in your house, right?
(right right)
-but you a motherfuckin' TRU g,
If you get the muffins
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
by the tree cuz
Chorus:
[I love it when you call me Big Poppa]
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true playa
[I love it when you call me big
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could've joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that's where
To
I Don't Understand It When A Playa Bring His Girlfriend To Club
Freakin All On The Floor With His Girlfriend In The Club
And Wonder Why All These
games, I'm a playa so I peep it.
Put one of your funky tracks next to mine and watch me heat-seek it.
Kablow.
All my enemies have been faded.
Even
and still going live
I got the estate by the pool, by the lake outside
I wake up and gotta pick which car I'ma drive
The Doubble R 760, or the 645, I'm
to claim the title.
They want to be the bad man thug, 'cause that's their idol
Don't live by the life your not supposed to be livin, ...?
'cause 1 can
the niggas in the ghetto be hatin on you cause you made it out?
-Yea son, what is that, what you call that?
-Dad, that only be two words. PLAYA HATA
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