Players

Lyrics

[Intro] (Players) [Verse 1: T3] It's the 788, DDT'n ****, just like Jake The Snake Actually, we don't participate But if you do, then I'ma see you at your wake (Players) Don't let the drama fluctuate I don't want 'em, I got 'em, we cookin' steaks Now where would we be at if we let you do that? We'd probably be laying on our backs (Players) [Refrain: T3] Talking this and that, you want my ****, your plan, yeah, it was whack I never would play myself out like that But um, I guess that's where you at (Players) (Is where you at) [Verse 2: J Dilla] What I'ma do is like, uh Call out your whole crew 'cause your crew likes to bite us Y'all stick to freestylin' 'cause y'all ain't no writers [Chorus: J Dilla] Trying to be some (Players) and can't play the game See you sound the same and you claim to be Something you ain't, it won't be without S-V (That's right) Y'all need to be smacked open-handedly (Players) [Verse 3: Baatin] I could give a fuck about this shit You all up in my face over some ho shit Just come out, you wanna be with my clique? You must know really how wild I get When I walk in the place saying yes, yes (Players) There's some people who really wanna see the S Personally, I can give a fuck less Check your lady, she's a groupie ho Opening her coochie hole, fuck that ho Eye to eye, they doing the Devoe When you front, it's inspirational You, you, or you, you, you, you [Chorus: J Dilla] Yo, yo You wanna be some (Players) and can't play this game You sound the same and you claim to be Something you ain't, it won't be without S-V Y'all need to be smacked open-handedly by these (Players) [Refrain: T3] Talking this and that, you want my ****, your plan, yeah, it was whack I never would play myself out like that But um, I guess that's where you at (Players) [Verse 4: Baatin] For me to hold you up You think I really give a fuck? You, you, you, you and your crew You think you just some (Players) [Outro: Common] (Players) (Players) Yo, yo, this Com Sense looking for Jay Dee And them niggas, Slum Village, yo, them niggas is whack, man Know niggas gave me they tape, lil' nigga, I'm in here, playin' me their CD Man, that shit was booty as hell, I heard that Fan-Tas-Tic shit Backin' it for a second ago, man, first shit sound better anyway, you whack niggas Man, yo, y'all niggas is booty, man I'm tellin' you, man, y'all niggas is crap Y'all niggas better get up on some Chicago pimp shit, nigga I told you about that, that D shit sounding weak, man They probably think they representin' the D, what the fuck is my neck, neck? Nigga, eat a dick, you whack motherfuckers, S-V suck