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Utwór: Don't Hate The Playa

  • wykonawca: Ice-t
  • album: The Seventh Deadly Sin
  • wyświetleń: 1679

[Intro: Too $hort]
  Yeah man we just sittin' back, chillin'
  Bunch of players listenin' to the seventh deadly sin
  Short dawg is doin' his thing with my nigga Ice-T
  Don't fake the funk
    [Ice-T]
  Ice-T baby, this goes out to all you haters out there
  Actin' like a brother done did somethin' wrong
  cause he got his game tight
  Don't hate the player, hate the game
    [Chorus: Ice-T]
  Don't hate the player, hate the game
  Niggas, sharpen your aim
  Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame
  Some come up, some get done up, except the twist
  If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk
    [Ice-T]
  Sometimes I get illy, cock back the nine-milli
  I choose not to bust, smack your punk-ass silly
  Just bought a crib, it cost two-point-five milli
  Swimming pool in my livin' room, I guess I'ma willy
  I don't get high, so I don't split the phillies
  Niggas say they gonna kill me and I say: "Oh really?"
  Hit my Kawazakie I pull off on a willy
  This is straight-lace pimpin', I know you hoes feel me
  I come through - make your whole club petrol
  You might as well let go, I blast, make the whole cub echo
  You don't really wannna test an L.A. vet though
  Most of my crews' on Death Row - the REAL!!
  Quick with the trigger, nice with the steel
  Step into the kill zone caps get peeled
  You WHACK!! you lookin' for a record deal
  Bow down, on second thought punk bitch kneel
    [Chorus: Ice-T]
  Don't hate the player, hate the game
  Niggas, sharpen your aim
  Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame
  Some come up, some get done up, except the twist
  If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk
  Don't hate the player, hate the game
  Niggas, sharpen your aim
  Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame
  Some come up, some get done up, except the twist
  If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk
    [Ice-T]
  Don't hate, cause my game's much, tighter than yours
  My girls, finer than yours
  My jewels shine, brighter than yours
  You look me dead in my face
  then you act like you don't see me
  You wanna be me, you hate my motherfuckin' guts
  Lickin' nuts - what's the deal?
  It's a level playin' field, my games' against yours, hustlin' wars
  Roll the dice, risk your motherfuckin' life
  Bank rolls and low hoes, anything goes
  Ridin' rolls in a week, clap a nigga who speaks
  I'm suceedin', in tryin' to keep from bleedin' in the lane
  Crystal Meth, F.C.C., and Crack, Cocaine
  Got a nigga tryin' to figure out the best route
  I got cops in my rear view too, but I'll shoot
  Every bitch I meet is fuckin' up to somethin'
  Take a nigga to the crib lay him down and start dumpin'
  Gat pumpin', they'll kill your ass for a G
  Hate the game motherfucker don't hate me
    [Chorus: Ice-T]
  Don't hate the player, hate the game
  Niggas, sharpen your aim
  Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame
  Some come up, some get done up, except the twist
  If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk
    [Ice-T]
  Yo, my name will sell better than rap like the ?Acropalis?
  Suckers might as well step back, there ain't no stoppin' this
  Whack magazines who tried and tried to toppen this
  I still got more Lexus' and gators on my shoppin' list
  Make a fist, take your best shot, bet you drop it kid
  Hit more licks than you and never caught a bid
  Make the whole world go crazy, they said about the pig
  Bald-headed hoes step back, bitch go and cop a wig
  When I do a show, best believe it drop
  Every night I got my straps, best believe they cocked
  Some bitch talks crazy, then that bitch gets socked
  If a man steps up, then he too gets dropped
  Fuck the cops, I'm still foldin' fat knots
  Catch me on the weekend, floatin' my yacht
  Say Ice kick some game and I'll teach you a lot
  Knock your bitch no matter how hard your block
    [Chorus: Ice-T]
  Don't hate the player, hate the game
  Niggas, sharpen your aim
  Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame
  Some come up, some get done up, except the twist
  If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk
  Don't hate the player, hate the game
  Niggas, sharpen your aim
  Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame
  Some come up, some get done up, except the twist
  If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk
    [Outro: Ice-T]
  I don't know why a player wanna hate T
  I didn't choose the game, the game chose me
  

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