Z-Ro, Big Hawk, Big Don - Playa lyrics

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 GIN
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 niggas
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 niggas 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 niggas 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