Playas In Da House

I'm thinkin' of a masta plan

When I put the mic in hand

Lighted up the blunt

I'ma sip this gin and now I'm crunk,

Now my head is swervin'

Funky rhymes I'm servin' when a playa spit

K, Tay Dog, Dave and Fly,

Just call us the playa click

Like cokey city it's ninety-six,

And hoes are still, turnin' tricks

Some hoes won't sleep when I'm on full creep

Cause youngsters out, servin' bricks

Them bustas under estimate,

That's a sign of playa hatin'

My heart don't pump no water trick,

So sit and max to what I'm sayin'

Ninety-six is playas year

Time for playas to be paid

If you didn't hear me crystal clear

Maybe you need a hearing aid,

I-C-K is claimin' cap

No doubt it's playas in the South

Listen close cause here's a dose of P, from this playas mouth

I'm nationwide, bonafied, ninety-five Pal, is my ride

Why you talkin' about the Mack

I'm runnin' all who dis to the side

I see us jumpin' and dumpin' you punks in the trunk motherfuckers

I'm drunk and I'm crunk and I hunt you for lumps if you chumps wanna front,

Don't worry 'bout K you just can't get his bump

Chorus:

Playas in the house for the nine bitch

We got playas in the house for the nine bitch

We got playas in the house for the nine bitch

(Tell 'em Fly) Nothing but the P came out Fly mouth

We got playas in the house for the nine bitch

We got playas in the house for the nine bitch

We got playas in the house for the nine bitch

(Tell 'em Fly) Nothing but the P came out Fly mouth

Chief high and funked out,

Playas on the scene no doubt

On the scene and bonin' wid the corny king of Funkytown

Night and day on box ah yay

Gettin' it on man what you think,

Just another di-zay that Playa di-zay man be down for drinks

Smoke-aholic on that weed, locked on Tony to a P

Wanna throw my funk some more man in this bitch big DE-A-D

I-B-N be kitchen drains, on the wall the playas find

Leavin' all you crosses li-zame to the si-zay finish tri-zin'

Sucka get gone where you be on howdy at ya sucka so long

Ain't no missin' of no Three Six sure 'nuff ain't no lovin' jones

Real damn playas read them on and on the scene where bustas connin'

On the floor man for some more man down for lockin' on that toney

Down to dri-zain all my pi-zain when I'm gi-zoke on that ki-za

Mega blunts hangs the best ride, through the South all playas high

A legion ah beasts on the feast for some meat

and preparin' ah tearin' ah si-zoul of each,

and hi-zal ah gi-zal a playa will di-zal we all on the hi-zals

and won't stand the fi-zal

Chorus

(Hit Lil Flizy on that MC I-B-N be on his way)

Hit my nigga back cause Playa Fly will funk in plenty hay

What's up to that playa K and playa Dave and playa Tay

Is she gonna rock the house, declare some clout, and stack some pay

(Shauntay)

Bitches be talkin' Shaunte be the topic

I know that you hate me I love you don't stop it

As soon as you bitches be saucin' we droppin'

too bad if you stop I put cheese in my pocket

Tay on the market if you shop around

and just find 'em and fuck 'em lay the bitch down,

You be a clown to be clockin' and knockin'

I'm clickin' wid Fly and we knockin' your socks

Off ah yo ass, while takin' your cash

Vampin' your stash wid smoke in the bag

Chiefin' some dank, I quarter I think,

P-O-U-N-D wid original drink

I smoke til I faint, take all you gon' trink

I'm down wid the Fly and forever we straight

When whoopin' a bitch, I won't hesitate

The bitches we whoop, be flodgin' and fake

If you wanna fake, and you wanna flodge

We said it before and we pullin' your card,

People sweat us, to choose to come hard

We buckin', you duckin' and bullets you dodge

Cause I will not take, no shit from the start

Always we manage to finish remembering

Those who be tossin' and crossin' the friendship

You pointin' all in my face wid out a repentance

Chorus

Crunk enough to fuck a bitch and funked enough for me and you

Keep ya criticism G cause SPV be pon the roll

Hi-zy till I rest in peace,

And full ah dope till Fly decease

I got bitches I can lease,

Just to make my mil increase

Playa praise up SPV and mastermind on makin' pay

Never cherish cheese, stack for makin' more and everyday

Down wid Orleans playa Dre, from my Orleans family

Munchin' comin' standin' out we smokin' out on plenty hay

You suckas who trainin' and sound aggravated

The po-pos are runnin' and comin' to see,

Rap so mis-hated your foes were updated

The public will play that and then D-O-T

We'll be deceased, A.S.A.P,

From the beginnin' so full ah this dope,

Snortin' and sneezin' and coughin' and chiefin'

and heavily blowin' the holiest dope,

Bitches be slippin' and Fly just be trippin'

and grippin' up on me a sinister plot,

Cakin' and thankin' and smokin' and drankin'

and bangin' the difference I dip outta not,

Hangin' the ziploc around and my sock

Strap on my glock and I'm heatin' on me

Lemons who plannin' on fuckin' wid Fly

gotta die when I'm high of a pack ah that P

(Talkin')

Yeh this one for them flaky ass cripple bitches

Who spent they money on that lil bit ass ad

in that muhfuckin' VIBE magazine,

talkin' bout you invented some tongue twistin',

Bitch anybody can do that shit it don't take nuthin' but some skill..