Playa Wit Game Lyrics - Master P

Master P: 

'73 Caddie with the top dropped 

Gold thangs as he spined up out the parking lot 

Who he was? 

I couldn't see 

But I knew one day that would be me 

Had more game than the average bro' 

And he was smooth when he was talkin' to the ladies though 

Straight killa, I mean for real 'a 

He kept his cash in the top of his brilla 

I mean his dime was tilt to the side 

And when he walked on the turf it was swowl, I mean smooth 

Striaght fool, got more bitches than Payless got shoes (Damn) 

I guess I got my game from an OG 

It's the 90's and everybody know P 

Independent but can't be stopped 

But how many tapes will it take for us to pop, to the top 

Cause I'm TRU to this 

No Limit, my click we ain't new to this 

King George, Young Silkk, and Cali G 

Big Ed, C-Murder, and Master P 

Gettin' paid in the rap game 

Some real players, from the streets man (From the streets man) 

Just a player with some game man 

Gotta keep your game tight if ya wanna make it man 

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Simply Dre': 

If it don't make dollars, don't make sense 

I'm just a playa with some game trying to get ends 

If it don't make dollars don't make sense 

I'm just a playa with some game trying to get ends 

Master P: 

Tryin' to get it 

Got to get it 

Got to have it 

Might steal it 

Might take it 

Got to have it 

Got to grab it 

Let me have it 

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Simply Dre': 

I'm just a playa with some game, oh? 

Master P (Silkk the Shocker): 

A G to the heart out to get a grip 

(But Silkk has got your back in case y'all just might slip) 

Come one come all, that's how we ball 

(So hop in your ride and I'll meet you at the Playa's ball) 

That's how we roll 

(Easy come, easy go) 

Don't have your pass 

(Then y'all won't be gettin' in the door) 

See it's a playa's thing 

(And it's a G thing) 

And we gon' party all night, and drink champagne 

(Don't need no carriage) 

Straight savage 

(You know us playas in the bay, you know we livin' lavish) 

Parlayin', Not playin', East Bay hustlers getting' paid for what we 

sayin' 

Were movin' young flakes up to the street 

Across the world, ship for SMG 

Down South, to the East Coast, from the West Coast to rich and million 

people 

OG's puttin' in work 

Like some brand new panties under Halle Barry's mini-skirt 

Still hoo-ride, with that gangsta beat 

Short Spice got theirs I want mines G 

Still got love for my folks 

Lil' Ric, E-A-Ski, and Sonya C 

Big Worm, Young Ric, B-Boy, Mac Spoon, my whole click 

OG's gotta come fat 

Put the town on the map 

The whole Richmond got my back 

Just some playa with some game man 

Gotta keep your game tight if ya wanna make it man 

Simply Dre': 

If it don't make dollars don't make sense 

I'm just a playa in the game tryin' to get ends 

If it don't make dollars don't make sense 

I'm just a playa in the game tryin' to get ends 

Master P: 

Got to get it 

Got to have it 

Might steal it 

Got to take 

Got to grab it 

Cause you know I've got to have it 

Simply Dre': 

He's just a playa with some game 

Talkin' 'bout Master P 

Master P: 

A real playa gone, put to rest 

KV ain't too cool to wear a vest 

Playa haters, caught 'em on the back street 

Before he left me, this is what he said G 

King George: 

Check this out youngster 

The game is only thick as you want it to be 

Playas don't die, we multiply 

There's a million playas around the world 

? only playa haters fall off 

You see what I'm sayin'? (I see what ya sayin' man) 

Simply Dre': 

You better listen 

Master P: 

Draped in gold (Gold) 

Rollin' fo's (Fo's) 

Caught light song as we roll to his funeral (To his funeral) 

It's a sad day, but we alright (Alright) 

Lexus coupe, Benz's, Roll's tight 

Candy paint with the gold thang shinin' 

Hands out the window, I'm blinded by diamonds 

Like they say, all good things to an end 

Cause in the game you either die or go to the pen 

But when a playa die, he's to the Playa Ball (To the Playa's Ball) 

A big party in the sky waiting for us all 

So at the funeral, we don't cry 

Just talk to the younger players and hope that they realize 

Simply Dre': 

Ya gotta keep your game tight, if ya wanna be a playa 

If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense (No, no) 

If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense (No, no) 

And ya heard it from a playa with some game (Uh-huh) 

I'm just a playa with some game