Testi Can't Be a Player (If You a Hater) - Mr. Shadow

Can't Be a Player (If You a Hater)

Well I’m kicking up dust cause ya know it’s a must\nMr. Shadow the don bring it on if you want\nFull of funk like the five minutes, And I forget\nWith this pain I inflict I be sick, The Mayhem Cliq\nComing threw with ain’t no stopping us cause everyone knows\nI bring more drama then the phatom of the opera\nI’m the one that’s dropping bomb hits\nFrom the North to the South from to the East to the West\nI’m put on arrest I’m the best cause there ain’t no competion\nI am the captin of this ship and this is my mission\nDissing anyone trying to act a fool\nCause I came to see ya dance and I came to make you move\nYou can do what you want, baby flaunt whatcha got\nAnd by now you should know you don’t stop til you drop\nI got the ecstacy the henessie the bottles of the Pairone\nI bring my boys you bring you girls, and we can get it on\nTil tomorrow and the next day,\nThats how we do it in the 6 suido gesta\nYou can’t be a playa if you want to be a hata\nAnd you can’t be a hata if you want to be a playa\nListen to what I be dropping Shadow and stoppin\nTil I lay in the coffen\nDrinking wild Russians I can feel rushin\nGently taking it to the dome got me dizzy\nTipsy, this be my status, I’m glad it’s\nMe and my dawgs from the town of the baddest,\nThe night isn’t over until I say it’s over\nHour after hour more hits coming over\nI toldcha that it ain’t stopping,\nHit man in the back with the bottle of the crystal poppin\nOpen, I’m hopin that Tommy come through with another case of liqour\nCause there’s never to much brew fool, I thought you knew\nThat we party all day all night, drinking fresh stocked wine\nFeeling fine, I ready for another, when my vision’s getting blurry\nI see an open bottle so I get one in a hurry\nI’m already seeing double so doubles what I’m drinking\nSlowly how I’m thinking, blitz is how I’m feeling\nIt’s 4 in the morning and the party still bumpin\nEverybodys drunk even viscious man Funk,\nGot the cup full of liquid, got my mind flippin\nJust, like a coin so you fools get my point\nLike an arrow, and everybody knowin\nThat’s how I be flowin, sptting more rhymes\nThen a poet, even though I’m dazzed\nAnd I’m still droppin phrases,\nGot cases of imported brew in the place being tasted\nI’m wasted, everybodys dancin, and askin\nWhy do I do this, cause everyone wants this\nRockin the mic all night, cause it’s me and my dawgs til I die\nEvery day it’s the same, drinkin and feeling the proof on my brain\nI remain how I came cause you poeple yellin my name\nDrunk like a bum, Mayhem Cliq who we are\nIt’s a night to remember, at Chalomar