Player Haters Lyrics - Singles - Dayton Family

(car honks) 

Girl bring yo muthafuckin ass on I ain't got all day! 

Come on. 

Muthafucka don't be rushin me! 

Here I come, damn! 

(mumbles)Damn, Shit, always be playin and shit just bring yo muthafuckin ass on. Shit! 

What's up? 

Shit. 

Oh, well what you wanna do today? 

Nigga it don't matter as long as you spendin that loot. 

Oh ain't nothin wrong with that if I got it you know what I'm sayin? 

Hey, uh, why don't you put this in right quick? 

Hmm, what's this? 

This that Dayton Family. Shit, nigga, that shit is tight. 

What? This bullshit? Get this shit out my car! 

We ain't playin no Dayton Family. 

Naw, that ain't even happenin. 

Fuck you, nigga. You's a muthafuckin playa hater. 

[shoestring] 

No playa hatas be at the party cause it's a playa thang 

So pack yo baggin in yo wagon, and make that change 

I'm fuckin yo bitch, she suckin my dick, and it feels good 

I'm hittin that pud like you should when you leave the hood 

I'm in yo house, fuckin yo bitch, she's lovin this ghetto cock 

You slip and slide, I be hittin her with this demon drop 

You perpetrate me, playa hate me, bitch, I started you 

I brung you in this bitch, and now he switch, he wasn't true 

I.d.'s a snitch, who wrote that on that liquor store 

To the click that snitched on Matt, betta watch yo back cause you gots to go 

Quit shakin my hand and understand that you're my enemy 

Didn't hang with you then, don't hang with you now, but you pretend to be 

My fuckin nigga, the bigger the body the bigger the hole in fall 

I'm pullin the trigga on the nigga, there's no need to stall 

So if you run up you'll get gunned up by this quiet nigga 

Shoestring won't buy it, nigga, so don't you try it nigga 

Walk in the club ready to buck with any playa hation 

You catchin a bullet in yo stomach is the situation 

Knockin out yo wind, I'm so high I see a fuckin kite 

Gotta get yo goods, gotta get yo goods then I'm outta sight 

Used to be my niggaz, but you niggaz wanna playa hate me 

Comin out your TV is the muthafuckin A-V-E 

Mo bounce than a woofer, spit mo game than a nigga, sugar 

Betta ask that hooker, I get snotty as a fuckin booger 

Nosey as blow, cold as snow, in this pimpin game 

Bustas be lame, got you bitches fiendin for that cane 

My shit is pro and good to go, call me a dayton raider 

No love for hos, cause they some muthafuckin playa haters. 

Chorus (4x): my shit is pro and good to go, call me a dayton raider 

(player hated, player hated) 

[ghetto e] 

Playa hation, this is the situation that I'm up against 

These niggaz be hollerin my name, I'm hootin that cane and that's evidenced 

What I done is what you do, you lived off crimes, you wasn't true 

Now your spittin venom, cause word around town is that I fucked your boo 

You niggaz love playa hatin, suckin dicks from state to state 

Now you wanna snitch on gangstas, bitch, cause you got caught with weight 

Witness to a murder, you ain't heard of, shut yo mouth when the killa's talkin 

Got caught with a key, turned f-e-d and now yo ass is walkin 

Rats want they cheese f-e-d's gave em' snitch degrees 

You'll get demolished, fuck your college, bitch, don't fuck with g's 

Court of the law, what you done saw a ho, done cashed a check 

Wanna send me in, and pen me up like I'm a fuckin pet 

P-l to the a-y-e-r-h-a-t to the fuckin e 

You said we're done, the family's over, you're blind and you can't see 

The facts of life are that you're jealous of these Dayton fellas 

No one can trail us, you're rebellious, that's what ya tell us 

I peeped your game, you're poor and ain't got shit to do 

You left a clue, your ho said you didn't like my crew 

I played you off, then fuckin your ho, this week she bought me gators 

Wearin your suits, my brother's Boots, so fuck you player haters 

Chorus (4x) 

[Yo, it's that nigga from Detroit, niggaz be playa hatin with two.] 

[they gon really playa hate us now, ya'll. check it out.] 

[esham] 

Man, why these punk ass niggaz be player hatin? 

I be gettin my slang on down on Dayton 

Me and shoestring, doin our thing 

Blunt smoke'n back seat ridin' limousine 

See a been a millionaire since ninety-one 

Unholy esham, I'm my mama's son 

All you rappers out there sayin you went gold 

But ain't got shit to show for the records you sold 

I.D. told me let a ho be a ho 

Niggaz hate you got paid, they playa hatin you so 

Fuck them niggaz, they gon die and nobody'll show 

At they ho ass funeral, cause only you'll know 

Niggaz get paid when they stay true to the game 

Fuck them hoes and get the money, steady fuckin the fame 

See me and Ghetto E kinda feel the same, 

All you playa hatin niggaz out there no y'all name 

And y'all some playa haters 

Chorus (4x)