Playa Made

Lyrics

Uh uh, it's going down mayn whoo
 Man uh, going down mayn
 Uh, I got it bad like Usher
 Cats gon Mello, be the head buster
 Can't touch the, track bum rusher
 Shine like clusters, wreck off busters
 Huh no doubt, I bring heat call me
 The alarm, spit fire like dragon
 Oof, come through deuce out the roof
 Sitting on ricks, screens show flicks
 D's got nicks, and the damn paint wet
 Glass 84's, see I'm gold like a vet
 Hit licks out of town, first class on jet
 Touch down, stretch limo and Moet
 Get the do', for the show you know
 Got do's full of pros, wanna see the Mello
 Body rocking, hip-hopping and shocking
 Popping game to these shoppers, that be out here bopping
 Playa made, everyday all day
 Do it my way, super fly way
 Y'all know, how the damn thing go
 Shit y'all know, I come from the 3rd Coast
 Trend setter, paper go getter
 Tougher than leather, game so clever
 When I drop, I make em get it together
 They running to the studio, trying to get better
 I run through the damn zoo, like ragu
 Not lil' boys, ride out the FUBU
 Southside Northside, M.V.P
 From the Studewood, to the A-B-T
 Boys feel me, still sucker free
 When you see me, you see J and Gene
 Huh right at ya, lyrical master blaster
 Slower or faster, smash rap actors
 I'm out the Plaza, 2-8-5-1
 Watch me come through, banging Dum-Ditty-Dum
 Flipping through the Mo, blow the hydro
 In the M-C, with J.B. on 4's
 Boys wanna plex huh, on the mixtapes
 East Coast West Coast, tripping on states
 Way down here, we pushing that pay
 Shoot that work, up and down the highway
 Huh what it do huh, plex with my crew huh
 Y'all new huh, Mello damn fool huh
 The body rocker, on Cran and Vodka
 Drop screens in the dropper, hit your ass with the glocka
 Blocka-blocka, for the blocker who try to stop a
 Mob figga playa holla, if he clocking dollas
 H-Town hard hitters, Southside gorilla
 Pulling hits on trick ass, snitch ass niggas huh
 Cake ass niggas, can't see the bank niggas
 Rhyme break scales, I'm a overweight nigga
 True hustlers, don't fuck with buckers
 Y'all pretty boy niggas, bunch of gay motherfuckers what
 (*talking*)
 Playa made playa made, man
 Huh Southside way huh what, we ball and parlay
 Huh what, and we KMJ huh
 What uh come on now, uh uh come on now
 Uh uh I see you Q, uh got me thoed so true
 Huh what uh, come on come on uh
 What these boys tal'n bout mayn, uh what
 Can't fade this, know I'm tal'n bout
 This that Southside shit, know I'm tal'n bout
 Man hold up man, already already
 Uh what, we body rock huh
 What I, body rock come on uh ha-ha

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Song Details

Duration
03:57
Key
11
Tempo
95 BPM

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