(Rappin' 4-Tay) You see you never talk down on a player I spray a to break to your knees You best to say a prayer Cause funk been a part of my life ever since the starting gate Remember me and my nigga $hort Dog way back in '88 Broke them bitches down with some sexual healing And man the town ain't been the same and dont fight the feeling But now you new boy Started off in this game on a accident Copied another nigga's style Punk don't let this rap shit get you broke off Cause see it's potent like that ain't right Find a maiden name for yourself but don't believe the hype Fool who you think I was the dope of your producer If it wasn't for them dogs and them hogs you wouldn't have a future Now let me add that I could never be scarier Rappin' fo' wanna raise off in that Bay Area Stickin' to dat ass like a hot bowl of grits Hits on top of hits who you think started this shit Chorus: Never talk down on a playa Unless you ready to be straight layed where there's a hater Save a bitch in a minute for a nut Its the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, Nigga (X2) (Short Dog) It's going down right now California mackin at its best Somethin' for my niggas on the grind from the west Cali is my home but its just like yours Niggas love to get money while dey fuck dey whores Hit all the parties and do the same old shit Bitches gettin' broke cuz the game don't quit I had a flash back it was the Oakland Raiders at the Colliseum we ain't nuttin' but playas Diamonds glistenin' hoes whistlin' Bitches know my name cuz its a natural thing I had to bend da corna Really didnt bone her Punk yooz a gona Heard you was on a Stick up mission triple beam in da kitchen Never shot nobody but I'm damn sho' itchin' to blast you Cuz in your dream you shot me then you woke up and found out you can't stop me Chorus (X2) Rappin 4': If buckin' 'em up fuckin' da mic be a crime Best believe da police got a APB out on mine Because I gots mo' disguises than that fool inspecta gadget I'm not a witch but crystal ball let me have it, Ahh I seen playa hatin' way back from da gate Now everybody wanna be a P-L-A-Y-A While life to you self play da role wasn't a simp Knowin' damn well your girl brought Shorty da pimp Becuz they smile in ya face And all da while dem motha fuckas wanna take ya place Short Dog: That's right funky from da old school Been doin' shows been comin' tight in studios Songs on da radio interviews and laughs Up at da mall signin' autographs And ain't nuttin' gonna change in '96 Cuz this pimp gotta mack all the finest bitches And get paid from da game so they never talk down on a playas name Chorus (X2) (Rappin 4') Beeitch MC Breed: 4-Tay, Short Dog, and Breed like dis check me out Memba dat runnin' back Sayin' breedas hatin' you Takin' you to anotha level nigga makin' you We got plenty of hoes in da back screamin' okay Who you fuckin' round wit, 4-Tay Ice like T out to get payed Short Dog bringin' hoes to da pimpery I faded off this ????? Niggas wanna play me but plenty of bitches pay me Over all I balls more and none test I keep a gun and I put two off in a nigga's chest And see coincide within the same heartbeat That's right I give a motha fucka five feet Furtha imformation, I get inta meditation I outta have yo ass shakin' I conclude my calculation is Chorus (X2)
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