Dont Hate The Playa Lyrics:[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 Dont 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 Dont hate the player, hate the game [chorus: ice-t] Dont 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 ima willy I dont get high, so I dont 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 dont 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] Dont 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 Dont hate the player, hate the game Niggas, sharpen your aim Eve Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com