(chorus): 2x
So you wanna be a playa
So you wanna be a g
So you wanna be a gangsta (2nd time: player)
But you don't wanna f** with me
(verse 1):
Diamonds up on the pinky rolexes up on the wrist
Take a good look at this old pimpin' a**
n***a you ain't never seen a mack like this
It's the thug in me
n***as be walkin' round muggin' me ruggin' me
Tell your b**h to give me my dick back
She pullin' me and tuggin' me
Can't be f**in' round with you cluckhead b**hes
Don't need no fixin' rubbers
Just like my timin' a** partner (e-)40 say
Punk b**h y'all burn rubber
If that b**h can't swim then n***a she bound to drown
What's up with you old ratched mouth a** b**hes
Tryna talk down on me and the town
You b**hes better recognize this is 187 proofer
Mobbin' out the cut with a fat a.k. and a black on black lex luther
Ain't no ?? up in this ?? just shut em down crush nasty
Right now i'm kickin' this pimp sh** but you ho's know i'm the last g
In sticky situations will have bust with no hesitation
You punk a** n***as don't know my background
You just stuck on that player hation
Why a n***a wanna talk bad on a timer who been down from the get go
I can smoke a blunt up in my hot tub don't be trippin' off that old sh** though
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(verse 2):
You n***as ain't never seen me in person tryna a**a**inate my character
Talkin' bout spice ain't got no paper
b**h i'm a nightmare livin' in america
Ain't no paperbag a** n***a hoe i done been through some sh**
n***as walkin' round out here i wanna k**
Wanna k** me too that's real
Punk a** n***as they know who they is runnin' round talkin' sh**
Oh, f** that punk a** n***a
Spice 1 he ain't nothin but a b**h
But one of these days
I'ma have your a** chopped up in the back of my benzo
Mobbin' to this old gangsta sh** right here smokin' on some of that indo
Too many f** you b**hes up in the game n***as be puttin' too much on it
Born and bred to be a thug a** n***a
2 fingers on 2 twin glock triggers
I know the game ain't got no rules and they got been laced
Damn, if so many muthaf**as didn't know my face
I would've been offin' you playa hatin' a** n***as a long time ago
Would've seen you filled up with slugs would've seen you dyin' real slow
But you know what i ain't trippin' off that old sh**
Cause y'all n***as ain't worth my riches
Go head and sit around and chatter my name out
I lace more punk a** b**hes
(chorus): 2x