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作词 : Forté, Master P |
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(feat. Master P) |
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[intro: Master P (4-Tay)] |
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Whatsup Franky J (You know how we do it Bad Boy) |
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You think they ready for this Master P and 4-Tay hookup? |
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(I know they aint ready baby) Ya heard me |
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(Yeah, OGs) We gonna show them how Gs do it |
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(Rag Top and No Limit) How playas do it |
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(Pop that shit P) |
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[verse 1: Master P] |
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I started from the South, then I moved to the Bay |
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Got Gs and a house, got carrow and some hay |
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Them stalkers I be ballin |
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Fiends steady callin |
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Got 0s from Frisco, Texas, Dallas, to New Orleans |
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In the game I'm on top |
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No more runnin from the cops |
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CDs and cassettes in plastic bags just like rocks |
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Big S on my Lex |
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Million dollar checks |
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Hotels and president suites, Alize, weed, and Moet |
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In the game to make scrilla, **** being famous |
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Independent Black-owned like Andy and Amos |
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[chorus: Mater P] |
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I'm a playa 4 life |
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A playa 4 life (uugghhh) |
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I'm a playa 4 life |
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[verse 2: Rappin' 4-Tay] |
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Two bona-fide P-L-A-Y-As |
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Master P and Rappin' 4-Tay |
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From New Orleans ballin' back up to the Bay |
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We keeps shakin' and breakin' these suckas |
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True playas dont **** with bustas |
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Its No Limit baby, them West Coast Bad Boyz |
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Best to check our tabloids |
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Ballin like Palo, cant have no fake bitches on my squad |
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I'm Rappin 4-Tay aint never made me none, givin Southside playas props |
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Got more hoes than Swiss cheese - Nigga please |
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Once I pop these Ps on em |
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And get to stackin these Gs on em - 360 degrees on em |
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Rumblin and bubblin' |
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Done had enough of this so I'm strugglin' |
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Still roll with mobstaz, steak and lobsters, haters be buggin |
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But they feelin me, I'm glistenin' |
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Hoes whistlin- this game so tight |
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Master P and Rappin' 4, playas for life |
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[chorus x4: 4-Tay] |
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I'm a playa 4 life, a playa 4 life, a playa 4 life |
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(From the South to the West, playas keep your game tight) |
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[break: 4-Tay] |
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Me and P from the 9-7 til the casket drop |
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No Limit and Rag Top |
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Keepin em sprung like research monkeys, ya know? |
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I'm a playa 4 life |
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G status equals cabbage |
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And about that Ra Ra? |
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[verse 3:] |
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I tried to tell you motha****ers but ya- ya wouldnt listen to me |
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Thought it wouldnt last, so take a blast |
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Best to get with me |
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Crazy, wanna knock me but cant stop me |
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Feds wanna lock me up |
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But I'ma keep stackin them presidents fool, ask me if I give a **** |
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Gangstas mob to this |
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Playas ride to this |
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Dedicated to them hustlas late night stackin up on them grips |
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Gettin' cloudy-cloudy |
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Man, y'all so rowdy-rowdy |
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Much love to that playa Master P because he bout it-bout it |
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[chorus: Master P] |
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(Bout it bout it) |
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Cuz we playas 4 life |
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Playas 4 life [x4] |
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Niggaz from the Bay and the South win right |
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Cuz we playas 4 life, playas 4 life |
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So when you run up on us playas, y'all haters think twice |
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Cuz we playas 4 life, playas 4 life (uugghh) |
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[outro:Master P] |
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Nigga, playas 4 life, ya heard me? |
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Rappin' 4-Tay, Master P, big Franky J hookin it up baby |
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We signin off nigga, bout to jump on Delta nigga |
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Takin trips all around the dizorld, I mean the wizorld nigga |
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Slangin that shit, cheddar cheese nigga |
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Even y'all haters buyin this shit nigga |
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Y'all gotta check it out nigga |
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Cuz we playas 4 life (uugghh) |
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No Limit and Rag Top, feel it! |
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Playas 4 life! |