MC Breed - Playa Hatta

True definition of player-hation
Niggas always tryin' to put subtle in my game
That's the price you pay when you fuckin' with this thing
Niggas always tryin' to put subtle in my game

That's the price you pay when you fuckin' with this thing
Brown skin, heavy weight, hoochie bender
The pimp goes on, and you know it never stops
Got money in my pocket, cause them bitches on the block

Blah, one shot, player-haters drop
How many times must a crazy eight hammer knock
Trick, I think you better dig a bigger dish
Been hatin' on me

Niggas always tryin' to put subtle in my game
That's the price you pay when you fuckin' with this thing
Niggas always tryin' to put subtle in my game
That's the price you pay when you fuckin' with this thing

I shall not cease until you rest in peace
To say the least, there's no justice for the player-lusters
You're out of luck, cause my retaliation is a positive
And you're deriving a gift for what ass-whooping is provocative

Bitch, this situation is a matter of witch
It's the first to get rich
Satisfaction won't happen until my gun spills
And that's when I unveil the real behind the glass shields

Doubt the past will resurrect, cause disrespect is in effect
I'm gonna let it get hectic
Peeped out the setup, I left your bitch naked
So run, run, cause the fluid is implosin' my bloodstream

Got me anticipatin' the thug thing, sluggin' and druggin'
Since day one, done shot down eight ones
So what the fuck you gotta say, son
Niggas always tryin' to put subtle in my game

That's the price you pay when you fuckin' with this thing
Niggas always tryin' to put soft off in my game
That's the price you pay when you fuckin' with this thing, man
Now what the fuck you waitin' for

Cause you see a nigga makin' dope
Straight up off your radar
It's the break-a-hole nigga, straight BH
A new creation of the player-hate

Manifestation of contemplation
And it's all across the nation
On either side of the equator
All across the globe

On every road
There's a hater
When he see a nigga flossin'
Knowin' that it's costin'

And he ain't gon' take that look from you, too, off
He'll be layin' in a coffin
If you don't get your business right
N.A.H

Niggas thinkin' haters and we gon' win this fight
Show your rights, you a holy knight
For this hatin' that you doin'
You should learn not to be concerned with bitches that I'm screwin'

Shit, I'm colder than most at night
Years we toastin' twice
Callers in the third degree
That's when it's oh so nice

Oh, B.H
I think you better take a bigger D.H
Quit hidin' on me
Niggas always tryin'

To put salt off in my game
That's the price you pay
When you fuckin' with this thing
Niggas always tryin'

To put salt off in my game
That's the price you pay
When you fuckin' with this thing
Niggas always tryin'

To put salt off in my game
That's the price you pay
When you fuckin' with this thing
Niggas always tryin'

To put salt off in my game
That's the price you pay
When you fuckin' with this thing
Man

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Man
When you fuckin' with this thing
When you fuckin' with this thing

Quit hatin' on me
When you fuckin' with this thing

Written by:
Eric Breed

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