Scene was so thick, low rides, seventy-seven Sevilles El Dawgs, nuttin but them 'llacs All the players, all the hustlers, i'm talking about Black man heaven, yah know what i'm saying? Peace
It's beginnin to look a lot like what? Follow my every step take notes On how i crept I's bout ta go in depth This is the way i creep my season Here's my ghetto rep i kept to say The least no no it can't cease so i Begin to piece my two and two together Gots no snowy weather have to Find something to do better bet! I sets up traps so shut up that nonsense about some silent night i got say crock if it ain't real it Ain't right i'm like no matter what the season Forever chill with smith i sip my fifth i chill with wess and got my reasons so tell me what did you expect? You thought i'd break my neck to help y'all deck the halls oh Naw i got nuther means of celebratin i'm gettin pussy, that ho's yo i gots the hoochie waitin i made it through Another year cain't ask fo nothing much mo it's Outkast For the boots i thought you knew so now you know Let's go
All the players came from far and wide Wearing afros and braids kicken' them gangstar ride Now i'm here to tell yah there's a better day When the player ball is happenin on christmas day
Hallelujah hallelujah yah know i do some things more different than i Used ta coz i'm a player doing what the players do the package store is Closed okay my day is ruined this is rediculus i'm gettin serious i'm Gettin curious coz the house is smelling stank as chitlins all is vicious I make no wishes coz i'm hauling four niggas in the back gettin tipsy Off the nog and high as hell off the contact smoke, they havin a smoke out In my back seat they passing herb re-winding verses coz it's in the air i Hit the parks i hit the cuts i'm makin switches cause i'm swithcing from side to side looking for hoes and snitches Im wide open feeway my pager broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie three sixty Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me coz It's like that, yeah
Clever pimpin, never slipin, that's how it is [check it!]
Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so i won't be hangin my socks on no Chimney, i'm feeling the tick, fix me a drink i got the remedy, some greens and That ham [not!] don't eat no ham [hocks!] don't play me like smokin Rocks i got the munchies we gots the mary jane in the dungeon just to let you Niggaz know in ninety three that's how we comin so hoe hoe hoes check my King ass fro the gin and juice has gots me tipsy so umm...
It goes simply ten and i'll serve you then now we bend the corner in my Cadillac my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat i'm leaning back my Elbows out the windows cold rum and indo fills my body where's the party We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around i spit my Game while waiting count down a five, fo a three two here comes the one A new year has begun, please folks, spark another one
Here's a little something for the players out there hustling, gettin Down for theirs, from east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you Know niggaz world wide, now,... for they ass