[Intro/Chorus - Never]
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(Playas)
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Mack lack justa messed up the game
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(Playas)
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Messed it up for the real playas who gave it the name
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(Playas, ohwoh ohwoh)
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Mack lack justa messed up the game
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(Playas)
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Messed it up for the real playas who gave it the name
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They messed up big
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When the playas live (Playas)
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Double-breast suit, don hats for real
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When the playas live (Playas)
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Don't have to think twice about no meal
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When the playas live (Playas ohwoh ohwoh)
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They gotta get all they can get (Playas ohh ohh)
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and they feel that they livin is real
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[Wildstyle]
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A playa gotta do his thing to stay raw
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so it ain't no stuffin wit me
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Gotta get all mine cos it ain't no time
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I'm all about that cash, we green
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Pick you up and ride out, straight to the honeycomb hide out with freaks
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Booty calls from the mall to the hood
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when I'm bumpin and hella creepin down the street
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Get your hopes up high if you want to
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Big money but I'm still not givin in
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Can't afford to lose mo' dividends with the game I put my biddin in
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My word (my word) might get in your girl, she mine tonight
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I play for the Hay and the E&J, gotta dove in the room if she wanna play
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She's keyed to the teeth like a tiger beat
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Soakin up your mouth when you're tastin meat
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Makin big bank, wanna get spanked
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Too slick for you punks, won't get ganked
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Gon' stay the same, ain't a thang gon' change
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Put it down with the crown, don't like caine
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Lay back like a mack with the big faced yac
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Agree to never lease Q-ball and stack
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[Never]
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(Playas)
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Mack lack justa messed up the game
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(Playas)
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Messed it up for the real playas who gave it the name
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(Playas, ohwoh ohwoh)
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Mack lack justa messed up the game
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(Playas)
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Messed it up for the real playas who gave it the name
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[Wildstyle]
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Comin thick weeded, peep game with the Westside of thangs
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Slow motion, keep it coastin, strollin
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They rollin for the riches and bidness
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Weeded, pickin up money top cos all the bull wop
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No show and tell and ???
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Yo' bidness, yo' bidness and well, hittin up cos I got my mail
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Ain't trippin or flippin at the mouth even though you went down south
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and I was out wit'cha lick cash flows
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I'm phenomenon for the minute but I gotta pass at last
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Lay low, kick back cruisin like cruise control
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Out blow by the window in the do'
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til the point that it might make you lose control
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3-oh-4's slow your roll, gimme that dough you know
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It's no joke to brag or boast
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It's justice like touchin functions for the future 'fore the past will flow
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Don't get mad and go, two to the back, backstabbin, mack lackin
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Gotta get it good, get it right in the middle of the West fo' life
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to put it down like playas
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[Never]
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When the playas live (Playas)
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Double-breast suit, don hats for real
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When the playas live (Playas)
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Don't have to think twice about no meal
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When the playas live (Playas ohwoh ohwoh)
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They gotta get all they can get (Playas ohh ohh)
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and they feel that they livin is real
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When the playas live (Playas)
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Double-breast suit, don hats for real
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When the playas live (Playas)
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Don't have to think twice about no meal
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When the playas live (Playas ohwoh ohwoh)
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They gotta get all they can get (Playas ohh ohh)
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and they feel that yo' livin is real
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Lay back, hickey phat, something about squaring up tonight
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Ain't no time to be a mack lack is on
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Gettin it on, if you're not runnin everything is alright
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Me, a playa gotta eat baby, money hungry appetite
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You hear a beep beep, it's a freak gettin her peon
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Choosin blinkin lights, you wanna creep creep
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OOOH I'm humpin in, she's just my type of skee geek
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Seekin for a thousand grams, hit it, now she's so high
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I can't deal with that pimp disease so she got sprung and couldn't stop
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I guess she didn't have enough, of that kilo that she bumrushed
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Can't think about it, something gotta cotton pick
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Be slick, get rich and feed the need
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Make speed, express, no stress, how you gon' pimp it greedy?
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Let's rodeo, I'm a brother with cashflow so what's your mind?
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Follow me, in no time we gon' ride the sign, that's how the playas live
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[Wildstyle]
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Pimpin |