Informazioni sulla canzone In questa pagina puoi trovare il testo della canzone Playa, artista - Z-Ro. Data di rilascio: 26.05.2022
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Playa |
| Playa don’t hate me, hate the game |
| Ain’t got time to be out here bullshitting, I’m out here trying to make some |
| change |
| Please don’t get it twisted, I’m a Mo City soldier I thought I told ya Roll with us, or get your ass rolled over |
| See we all about our feddy, pulling up on chrome |
| Nigga for real ask G. I. N., or you can ask Chad Jones |
| Baby we Presidential playas showing up, all these hoes gon mind |
| Everyone of us diamond down, bitch and all them hoes gon shine |
| We living lovely sipping bubbly, all our cars are foreign |
| Ain’t no jackers we barring, cause we ready for war’n |
| I’m the king like Tarzan, but minus swinging on a vine |
| We swanging on 84's, and chopping in a line |
| Houston Texas, the origin of baller’s paradise |
| It’s going down, I can smell it in the air tonight |
| So when you see us pulling up, plus looking like a million |
| Balling permanently but fakers change, like chamileon |
| They see a playa |
| They see a playa |
| They see a playa |
| They see a playa in the mix, so they jump on dick |
| They see a playa in the mix, so they jump on dick |
| They see the kid and painted six, and the wrist frost bit |
| They see a nigga on the grind, and he just won’t quit |
| I keep pumping and keep em jumping, on the tip of my dick |
| It’s going down, baby |
| These hoe ass niggaz, trying to roach our shine baby |
| But I don’t give a Motherfuck, just pay me mine baby |
| And I’ma show you why we repping H-Town baby, where we grind on the daily |
| Just pay me, don’t delay me I need stacks |
| Don’t be tripping sideways, cause a 40 what I pack |
| Cause they see a nigga grinding, see a nigga shining |
| See a nigga elbows, bumper kit reclining |
| In the mix, I done moved crumbs to bricks |
| And everybody worldwide, know that Crest is the click |
| On some Presidential shit, when we hitting the stage |
| Get off dick we in the mix, just to get paid |
| They see a playa |
| They see a playa |
| They see a playa |
| They see a playa in the mix, so they jump on dick |
| They see a playa in the mix, and a broad under my arm |
| Got the bomb squad with me, and a glock up under my charm |
| Better recognize nigga, I cause bodily harm |
| I got a tommy gun, I call that bitch body-be-gone |
| See I’m a playa slash murderer, you know the name nigga |
| Straight out of Pud Park, bringing the flame nigga |
| The aim is superior, mack game flawless |
| I pull a bitch without even talking, I’m the rawest |
| I pull up in the Lac, with the woofers in the back |
| And the windows kinda cracked, sitting fat like a mack |
| With your broad on my lap, bout to take her to the trap |
| When her ass come back, I’ma be sitting on a stack |
| See that’s how playas do it, dog the pimp game fluid |
| Some niggaz turn pop, but I’ma stay true to it The pinky ring bluest, and the wardrobe sick |
| And that’s the reason, why I got these niggaz bitch on my dick |
| They see a playa |
| They see a playa |
| They see a playa |
| They see a playa in the mix, so they jump on dick |