here acting all rah-rah? I'll be chilling and smoking On my lye, Heav' D and Gruff we stay fly So you wanna be a player, then what are you so afraid
Übersetzung: Heavy D. Willst du ein Spieler zu sein.
Übersetzung: Heavy D. Wanna Be A Player (Feat. Herb McGruff) Be.
ready, uhh [Heavy D] Yeah Heavy not a think about romancin you But my mans tell me I ain't got a chance wit'chu What a nigga gotta do to get a dance
I tell 'em it's all in the game I'm a ducht taper I'ma a young money maker, fuck these hoez I can't be no faker, I play wit my nose And out your yay,
is a dead rest You studio niggaz still remind your vest Why the fuck you ain't done yet swallow yo' teeth In the field you woulda been need a straw when you eat Fuck a
The mission's to be a playa, my alias is Boss Drop a top on these jealous niggaz, playa let me floss Y'all don't wanna see me in pain I'll leave
You call that a player? Straight-ass sissy See me at my show nigga miss me Cause I ain't tryin' to hear that bullshit Got a pistol motherfucker try to
: I got a head, but ain't no screws in it. Roll up and get swoll up. Hold up. How ya gonna play me like a sunkin dunkin donut? I ain't came a long
to get a job but a felon really can't win so when I'm on the block must be smart I can't be dumb now I refused the be the one doing time in Quinton lock
that also Got a style that's way out like Bosto You know I'm known to cook a nigga like charcoal Steady jumpin' round like it's heavy cargo (Can I kick
' the tricks of the trade. Hey! It's like a pay day nigga! FLESH gon' call it a LAY day, nigga. I'm a call it a KRAY day nigga, you BIZZY, WISHin', this
shit, they don't want none. Most of them probably want to be like me. I'm a show them what I'm made up. I know you want a nasty girl. You like a fly
a put my tongue on they soul like a SB But they don't know they scum to my soul they're just sexy I'm a play dumb play that role in the SV is ridiculous
A A.K.'s and Chevrolets, nappy braids and heads shaved Look here, shit real, we really get it how we live We get on heavy creel, we get on heavy pills
Yo, it's gonna be alright, right?") ("Well OK..") [announcer] Meet Stan, twenty-one years old. ("Give me a kiss!") After meeting a young girl at a rave
scramble yo wig I'm like "Damn, what a wonderful kid" I could do what I want, doing dirt, not serving a bid You know a real fam handle they biz, everybody
go when the brothers wanna bust a shot where you gonna go when I wanna kill bloodclot Supercat said that the ghetto red hot bust a gloc, bust a gloc,
