Playa

Z-Ro

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    [Z-Ro:]
    Playa don't hate me, hate the game
    Ain't got time to be out here bullshitting, I'm out here trying to make some change
    Please don't get it twisted, I'm a Mo City soldier I thought I told ya
    Roll with us, or get your ass rolled over
    See we all about our feddy, pulling up on chrome
    Nigga for real ask G.I.N., or you can ask Chad Jones
    Baby we Presidential playas showing up, all these hoes gon mind
    Everyone of us diamond down, bitch and all them hoes gon shine
    We living lovely sipping bubbly, all our cars are foreign
    Ain't no jackers we barring, cause we ready for war'n
    I'm the king like Tarzan, but minus swinging on a vine
    We swanging on 84's, and chopping in a line
    Houston Texas, the origin of baller's paradise
    It's going down, I can smell it in the air tonight
    So when you see us pulling up, plus looking like a million
    Balling permanently but fakers change, like chamileon

    [Hook x2:]
    They see a playa
    They see a playa
    They see a playa
    They see a playa in the mix, so they jump on dick

    [Big Don:]
    They see a playa in the mix, so they jump on dick
    They see the kid and painted six, and the wrist frost bit
    They see a nigga on the grind, and he just won't quit
    I keep pumping and keep em jumping, on the tip of my dick
    It's going down, baby
    These hoe ass niggaz, trying to roach our shine baby
    But I don't give a motherfuck, just pay me mine baby
    And I'ma show you why we repping H-Town baby, where we grind on the daily
    Just pay me, don't delay me I need stacks
    Don't be tripping sideways, cause a 40 what I pack
    Cause they see a nigga grinding, see a nigga shining
    See a nigga elbows, bumper kit reclining
    In the mix, I done moved crumbs to bricks
    And everybody worldwide, know that Crest is the click
    On some Presidential shit, when we hitting the stage
    Get off dick we in the mix, just to get paid

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    [Hook x2]

    [Pup:]
    They see a playa in the mix, and a broad under my arm
    Got the bomb squad with me, and a glock up under my charm
    Better recognize nigga, I cause bodily harm
    I got a tommy gun, I call that bitch body-be-gone
    See I'm a playa slash murderer, you know the name nigga
    Straight out of Pud Park, bringing the flame nigga
    The aim is superior, mack game flawless
    I pull a bitch without even talking, I'm the rawest
    I pull up in the Lac, with the woofers in the back
    And the windows kinda cracked, sitting fat like a mack
    With your broad on my lap, bout to take her to the trap
    When her ass come back, I'ma be sitting on a stack
    See that's how playas do it, dog the pimp game fluid
    Some niggaz turn pop, but I'ma stay true to it
    The pinky ring bluest, and the wardrobe sick
    And that's the reason, why I got these niggaz bitch on my dick

    [Hook x2]

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