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(feat. Andre Rison) [Eightball] Yeah, we back again, baby E'body wanna do what a playa do But e'body can't do what a playa do You know what I'm talking 'bout Dre, Dre these fools wanna talk down on the playa man [Andre] Uh huh, uh huh [Eight] You know They don't know what I'm talking 'bout, though [Andre] Eh eh, tell them 'bout everything And how you're spose' to change When you get a little paper, huh? [Eight] Yeah, yeah man [Andre] Can't do that, not the real playa's [Eight] They hardly ever met a real playas [Andre] Space age for ya'll That's all, just a little bit of that space age [Eight] Yeah did you get that? [Andre] Ya'll that was it [Eight] Dre and Eight, Suave House Letras de canciones [Eightball] Dig this, I hit the track with unbelievable raps Fadin' oncomers with that unconceivable crap We the tip-top playa's flipping real hip-hop In the drop top we all ballin' non-stop To the head baby, we keep [edited] don't trip Think it over baby we toss [edited] so don't slip [Andre] Hold it down, Ball [Eight] Yeah, Dre, we gotta come real Let the whole damn world know the whole damn deal From the mic to the backey to the D-A-3 Eight gotta represent that S-U-A-V-E D-R-E, chiefin' like a K-C chief We're the pitter pair, we complete d-mix beats, uh [1] Now everybody wanna do what a playa do But everybody can't do what a playa do I see you playa All in the mix right I see you playa Yeah, I got my shit tight Now everybody wanna do what a playa do But everybody can't do what a playa do I see you playa All in the mix right I see you playa Yeah, I got my shit tight [Andre] From Hummers to a house Watching the chief's blow 'em out In between Arrowhead and Suave House no doubt From a playa to a southern play Ain't no competition When our opposition think we slippin But I ain't trippin' Catch a plane, switchin' trucks Coup's and Lex Tone paper stacks, bustin' rhymes with Eight on tracks Ain't no holdin' us back, doin' our thing on this hip-hop scene For whatever it's worth, mamma raised me since birth To shake the earth and be a playa from the streets to the field And everytime I touch the mic give 'em something they can feel Like [edited] fantasies coming real in this battlefield I know you wanna do me but she do too Everybody can't do what a playa do [Eight] That's right, they can't do what a playa do Big wild and Dre, floppin' this sign, it's on you Chiefs Ya knowumsaying? Uh [Repeat 1] Don't let the glitter hit your eyes And think that we ain't [edited] I was running [edited] before [edited] knew I could rap Railroad tracks, the fourty eight tracks and plats' God blessed me with the knack to hear a track and react South style, get buck and make the crowd get wild Livin in a strange universe, real life x-files Rock bottom from the gutter to a well known brotha Clipped up [edited] with the flow, straight butta What up, paper lova, chip gripper, scale tippa' Verse bitta', flow flippa' Nobody knows what my twisted mind holds Mathematics and tactics for platinum flow's, uh [Repeat 1] Yeah, you can't do what a playa do Suave House style, baby Space Age forever Eightball and Fat Man Do Dre, and every deals [Repeat 1 until fade] From Letras Mania