Текст песни Spice 1 - Playa Man
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Chorus: Spice 1Can you love a playa manCan you love a playa manCan you love a playa man babyCan you really love a playa man[Spice 1]I twirl the wheel of my caddy with my middle fingerBellin` up out the hooptie mobbin` with my pants sagin`I smokin` on some of that Crush nasty with a G limpIt`s the born to die the S-P-IPlaya status since an OG since Lee HighSportin` a G hat with the short brimMr. giggity-gangsta hustler ballerWhatever you wanna callaStraight playa up in this gamePuttin it down for all ya hatersKillin` ‘em softly raisin` ‘em off meKeepin` it real so they can`t fade meUp in the 9-sick I kick back and roll a Vega upRollin with the Hennesy Champaign and Remmy up in my cupLivin` like a baller but I`m still a GSoakin up game in the East Bay streetStackin that fetti S-P-I-C-EChorus[Spice 1]The game is deeper than AtlantisSo homie don`t go in the water without your harpoon You swimmin` at your own riskCuz in the bay ain`t no paranaBut you can get your body ate upWhen you get to flossin up in that Lexus potnaLook what the tied washed in That`s what the people saySpiggity One straight OG up out the dirty bayStraight out the waterFinna wet you up and leave your body soaked with some of that redrumSo come on, come one and come on dem all And watch them bodies fallS-P-I-C-E comin` with that hard to kill a blow!Smile in your face all the while they wanna take your placeI was strapped with a gun case But now I`m back out on the paper chaseSpittin` ‘em game And I`m usin` my mouth piece like Ron O`NeilThe G from back in the day They always say I spit the realKeepin` these haters out of my pocketsAnd always watchin` my spineThe role of a playa is force and still looks out for mineChorus[Spice 1]S-P-I-C-E be stackin fetti fetti See I be stackin` ballin`Since way way back in the dayThe bay areaMy play areaAin`t no crips or bloodsBut if you cross game then I`m gone carry yaUp out the gangsta party quicker than you can thinkRolexes upon the wrist and diamonds on the pinky playaPoppin` the cork on champaign Hundred dollars a bottleWe roll in benzes and coups as if we won LottoDon`t let me hear you talk bad about a playa name Cuz if you get your scratch on haters gone do the sameChorus