Текст песни Eightball and Andre Rison - Do What a Playa Do
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[Eightball]Yeah, we back again, babyE`body wanna do what a playa doBut e`body can`t do what a playa doYou know what I`m talking `boutDre, Dre these fools wanna talk down on the playa man[Andre] Uh huh, uh huh[Eight] You know They don`t know what I`m talking `bout, though[Andre]Eh eh, tell them `bout everything And how you`re spose` to changeWhen you get a little paper, huh?[Eight] Yeah, yeah man[Andre] Can`t do that, not the real playa`s[Eight] They hardly ever met a real playas[Andre] Space age for ya`ll That`s all, just a little bit of that space age[Eight] Yeah did you get that?[Andre] Ya`ll that was it[Eight] Dre and Eight, Suave House[Eightball]Dig this, I hit the track with unbelievable rapsFadin` oncomers with that unconceivable crapWe the tip-top playa`s flipping real hip-hopIn the drop top we all ballin` non-stopTo the head baby, we keep (*edited*) don`t tripThink it over baby we toss (*edited*) so don`t slip[Andre]Hold it down, Ball[Eight]Yeah, Dre, we gotta come realLet the whole damn world know the whole damn dealFrom the mic to the backey to the D-A-3Eight gotta represent that S-U-A-V-ED-R-E, chiefin` like a K-C chiefWe`re the pitter pair, we complete d-mix beats, uh1 - Now everybody wanna do what a playa do But everybody can`t do what a playa do I see you playa All in the mix right I see you playa Yeah, I got my shit tight Now everybody wanna do what a playa do But everybody can`t do what a playa do I see you playa All in the mix right I see you playa Yeah, I got my shit tight[Andre]From Hummers to a house Watching the chief`s blow `em out In between Arrowhead and Suave House no doubtFrom a playa to a southern playAin`t no competition When our opposition think we slippinBut I ain`t trippin`Catch a plane, switchin` trucks Coup`s and LexTone paper stacks, bustin` rhymes with Eight on tracksAin`t no holdin` us back, doin` our thing on this hip-hop sceneFor whatever it`s worth, mamma raised me since birthTo shake the earth and be a playa from the streets to the fieldAnd everytime I touch the mic give `em something they can feelLike (*edited*) fantasies coming real in this battlefieldI know you wanna do me but she do tooEverybody can`t do what a playa do[Eight]That`s right, they can`t do what a playa doBig wild and Dre, floppin` this sign, it`s on you Chiefs Ya knowumsaying? UhRepeat 1Don`t let the glitter hit your eyes And think that we ain`t (*edited*)I was running (*edited*) before (*edited*) knew I could rapRailroad tracks, the fourty eight tracks and plats`God blessed me with the knack to hear a track and reactSouth style, get buck and make the crowd get wildLivin in a strange universe, real life x-filesRock bottom from the gutter to a well known brothaClipped up (*edited*) with the flow, straight buttaWhat up, paper lova, chip gripper, scale tippa`Verse bitta`, flow flippa`Nobody knows what my twisted mind holdsMathematics and tactics for platinum flow`s, uhRepeat 1Yeah, you can`t do what a playa doSuave House style, babySpace Age foreverEightball and Fat ManDo Dre, and every dealsRepeat 1 until fade