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Intro:

Scene was so thick, low rides, seventy-seven sevilles

El dawgs, nuttin but them llacs

All the players, all the hustlers, Im talking about

Black man heaven, yah know what Im saying? peace



Verse one:

Its beginnin to look a lot like what?

Follow my every step take notes

On how I creep is bout ta go in deep

This is the way I creep my season

Heres my ghetto rep I kept to say

The least no no it cant cease so i

Begin to piece my two and two together

Gots no snowy weather have to

Find something to do better bet!

I said subtract so shut up that

Nonsense about some solid nine I got say

Crock if it aint real it

Aint right Im like no matter what the season

Forever chill with spin I get my fin I chill with less

And got my reasons so tell me what did you expect?

You thought Id break my neck to help yall deck the halls oh

Now I got nuther means of celebratin Im gettin biz to that ho-jo i

Gots the hoochie waitin I made it through

To another year caint ask fo much mo its outkast

For the boots I thought you knew so now you know

Lets go



Chorus



All the players came from far and wide

Wearing afros and braids in every gangstar ride

Now Im here to tell yah theres a better day

When the player ball is happenin on christmas day



Verse two



Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do some things more different than i

Used ta coz Im a player doing what the players do the package store is

Closed okay my deck is woofin this is rediculus Im gettin serious im

Gettin curious coz the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this

Vicious I make no wishes coz the modern folk is in the back gettin tipsy

Off the nog-en and is in a hellova contact smoke they havin a smoke out

In my back seat they passing herb reminding verses coz its in the air i

Hit the parks hit the cuts Im makin switches clicking the switches side

Ta side lookin for bitches watchin for snitches Im wide open on the

Freeway my pager broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie three sixty

Five its just another day of work to me the spirit just aint in me

Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me coz

Its like that, yeah



Clever pimpin, never slipin, thats how it is [check it!]



Verse three



Aint no chimminies in the ghetto so I wont be hangin my socks on no

Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so bring in

That ham [not!] dont need no ham [hocks!] dont play me like Im smokin

Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you

Know coz in ninety three thats how we comin so hoe hoe hoes check my

King ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on



It goes hit me ten and Ill serve you then now we in the corner in my

Cadillac my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat Im leaning back my

Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my body wheres the party

We rode deep we dip to underground sees a lot of hoes around I split my

Game while waiting count down a five fo a three two here comes the one a

Do yah have me copy folks spark another one



Heres a little something for all the players out there hustling, gettin

Down for theirs, from east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you

Know world wide, down for theirs

Intro:

Scene was so thick, low rides, seventy-seven sevilles

El dawgs, nuttin but them llacs

All the players, all the hustlers, Im talking about

Black man heaven, yah know what Im saying? peace



Verse one:

Its beginnin to look a lot like what?

Follow my every step take notes

On how I creep is bout ta go in deep

This is the way I creep my season

Heres my ghetto rep I kept to say

The least no no it cant cease so i

Begin to piece my two and two together

Gots no snowy weather have to

Find something to do better bet!

I said subtract so shut up that

Nonsense about some solid nine I got say

Crock if it aint real it

Aint right Im like no matter what the season

Forever chill with spin I get my fin I chill with less

And got my reasons so tell me what did you expect?

You thought Id break my neck to help yall deck the halls oh

Now I got nuther means of celebratin Im gettin biz to that ho-jo i

Gots the hoochie waitin I made it through

To another year caint ask fo much mo its outkast

For the boots I thought you knew so now you know

Lets go



Chorus



All the players came from far and wide

Wearing afros and braids in every gangstar ride

Now Im here to tell yah theres a better day

When the player ball is happenin on christmas day



Verse two



Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do some things more different than i

Used ta coz Im a player doing what the players do the package store is

Closed okay my deck is woofin this is rediculus Im gettin serious im

Gettin curious coz the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this

Vicious I make no wishes coz the modern folk is in the back gettin tipsy

Off the nog-en and is in a hellova contact smoke they havin a smoke out

In my back seat they passing herb reminding verses coz its in the air i

Hit the parks hit the cuts Im makin switches clicking the switches side

Ta side lookin for bitches watchin for snitches Im wide open on the

Freeway my pager broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie three sixty

Five its just another day of work to me the spirit just aint in me

Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me coz

Its like that, yeah



Clever pimpin, never slipin, thats how it is [check it!]



Verse three



Aint no chimminies in the ghetto so I wont be hangin my socks on no

Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so bring in

That ham [not!] dont need no ham [hocks!] dont play me like Im smokin

Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you

Know coz in ninety three thats how we comin so hoe hoe hoes check my

King ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on



It goes hit me ten and Ill serve you then now we in the corner in my

Cadillac my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat Im leaning back my

Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my body wheres the party

We rode deep we dip to underground sees a lot of hoes around I split my

Game while waiting count down a five fo a three two here comes the one a

Do yah have me copy folks spark another one



Heres a little something for all the players out there hustling, gettin

Down for theirs, from east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you

Know world wide, down for theirs

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