Rappin’ 4-Tay, Master P - Playa 4 Life lyrics

[Rappin’ 4-Tay, Master P - Playa 4 Life lyrics]

Whatsup Franky J
(You know how we do it Bad Boy)
You think they ready for this Master
P and 4 Tay hookup?
(I know they ain't ready baby) Ya heard me
(yeah, OGs) We gonna show them how Gs do it
(Rag Top and No Limit) How playas do it
(Pop that shit P)

I started from the South
Then I moved to the Bay
Got Gs and a house, got carrow and some hay
Them stalkers I be ballin
Fiends steady callin
Got 0s from Frisco, Texas, Dallas
To New Orleans in the game I'm on top
No more runnin from the cops
CDs and cassettes in plastic
Bags just like rocks big S on my Lex
Million dollar checks
Hotels and president suites, Alize, weed
And Moet in the game to make scrilla
Fuck being famous
Independent Black-owned like Andy and Amos

I'm a playa 4 life
A playa 4 life (uugghhh) i'm a playa 4 life

Two bona-fide P-L-A-Y-As
Master P and Rappin' 4 Tay
From New Orleans ballin' back up to the Bay
We keeps shakin' and breakin' these suckas
True playas don't fuck with bustas
Its No Limit baby, them West Coast Bad Boyz
Best to check our tabloids ballin like Palo
Can't have no fake bitches on my squad
I'm Rappin 4 Tay ain't never made me none
Givin Southside playas props
Got more hoes than Swiss
Cheese - Nigga please
Once I pop these Ps on em
And get to stackin these Gs on
Em - 360 degrees on em rumblin and bubblin'
Done had enough of this so I'm strugglin'
Still roll with mobstaz, steak and lobsters
Haters be buggin
But they feelin me, I'm glistenin'
Hoes whistlin- this game so tight
Master P and Rappin' 4, playas for life

I'm a playa 4 life, a playa 4 life
A playa 4 life (From the South to the West
Playas keep your game tight)

Me and P from the 9-7 til the casket drop
No Limit and Rag Top
Keepin em sprung like research monkeys
Ya know? I'm a playa 4 life
G status equals cabbage
And about that Ra Ra?

I tried to tell you mothafuckers but
Ya- ya wouldn't listen to me
Thought it wouldn't last, so take a blast
Best to get with me
Crazy, wanna knock me but can't stop me
Feds wanna lock me up
But I'mma keep stackin them presidents fool
Ask me if I give a fuck gangstas mob to this
Playas ride to this
Dedicated to them hustlas late night
Stackin up on them grips
Gettin' cloudy-cloudy
Man, y'all so rowdy-rowdy
Much love to that playa Master P
Because he bout it-bout it

(Bout it bout it)
Cuz we playas 4 life playas 4 life
Niggas from the Bay and the South win right
Cuz we playas 4 life, playas 4 life
So when you run up on us playas
Y'all haters think twice
Cuz we playas 4 life, playas 4 life (uugghh)

Nigga, playas 4 life, ya heard me?
Rappin' 4 Tay, Master P
Big Franky J hookin it up baby
We signin off nigga
Bout to jump on Delta nigga
Takin trips all around the dizorld
I mean the wizorld nigga
Slangin that shit, cheddar cheese nigga
Even y'all haters buyin this shit nigga
Y'all gotta check it out nigga
Cuz we playas 4 life (uugghh)
No Limit and Rag Top, feel it!
Playas 4 life!

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