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Artist/Band: Master P
Lyrics for Song: Playa Wit Game
Lyrics for Album: 99 Ways To Die [1995]



Master P:

'73 Caddie with the top dropped

Gold thangs as he spined up out the parking lot

Who he was?

I couldn't see

But I knew one day that would be me

Had more game than the average bro'

And he was smooth when he was talkin' to the ladies though

Straight killa, I mean for real 'a

He kept his cash in the top of his brilla

I mean his dime was tilt to the side

And when he walked on the turf it was swowl, I mean smooth

Striaght fool, got more bitches than Payless got shoes (Damn)

I guess I got my game from an OG

It's the 90's and everybody know P

Independent but can't be stopped

But how many tapes will it take for us to pop, to the top

Cause I'm TRU to this

No Limit, my click we ain't new to this

King George, Young Silkk, and Cali G

Big Ed, C-Murder, and Master P

Gettin' paid in the rap game

Some real players, from the streets man (From the streets man)

Just a player with some game man

Gotta keep your game tight if ya wanna make it man



Simply Dre':

If it don't make dollars, don't make sense

I'm just a playa with some game trying to get ends

If it don't make dollars don't make sense

I'm just a playa with some game trying to get ends



Master P:

Tryin' to get it

Got to get it

Got to have it

Might steal it

Might take it

Got to have it

Got to grab it

Let me have it



Simply Dre':

I'm just a playa with some game, oh?

Master P (Silkk the Shocker):

A G to the heart out to get a grip

(But Silkk has got your back in case y'all just might slip)

Come one come all, that's how we ball

(So hop in your ride and I'll meet you at the Playa's ball)

That's how we roll

(Easy come, easy go)

Don't have your pass

(Then y'all won't be gettin' in the door)

See it's a playa's thing

(And it's a G thing)

And we gon' party all night, and drink champagne

(Don't need no carriage)

Straight savage

(You know us playas in the bay, you know we livin' lavish)

Parlayin', Not playin', East Bay hustlers getting' paid for what we

sayin'

Were movin' young flakes up to the street

Across the world, ship for SMG

Down South, to the East Coast, from the West Coast to rich and million

people

OG's puttin' in work

Like some brand new panties under Halle Barry's mini-skirt

Still hoo-ride, with that gangsta beat

Short Spice got theirs I want mines G

Still got love for my folks

Lil' Ric, E-A-Ski, and Sonya C

Big Worm, Young Ric, B-Boy, Mac Spoon, my whole click

OG's gotta come fat

Put the town on the map

The whole Richmond got my back

Just some playa with some game man

Gotta keep your game tight if ya wanna make it man



Simply Dre':

If it don't make dollars don't make sense

I'm just a playa in the game tryin' to get ends

If it don't make dollars don't make sense

I'm just a playa in the game tryin' to get ends



Master P:

Got to get it

Got to have it

Might steal it

Got to take

Got to grab it

Cause you know I've got to have it



Simply Dre':

He's just a playa with some game

Talkin' 'bout Master P



Master P:

A real playa gone, put to rest

KV ain't too cool to wear a vest

Playa haters, caught 'em on the back street

Before he left me, this is what he said G



King George:

Check this out youngster

The game is only thick as you want it to be

Playas don't die, we multiply

There's a million playas around the world

??? only playa haters fall off

You see what I'm sayin'? (I see what ya sayin' man)



Simply Dre':

You better listen



Master P:

Draped in gold (Gold)

Rollin' fo's (Fo's)

Caught light song as we roll to his funeral (To his funeral)

It's a sad day, but we alright (Alright)

Lexus coupe, Benz's, Roll's tight

Candy paint with the gold thang shinin'

Hands out the window, I'm blinded by diamonds

Like they say, all good things to an end

Cause in the game you either die or go to the pen

But when a playa die, he's to the Playa Ball (To the Playa's Ball)

A big party in the sky waiting for us all

So at the funeral, we don't cry

Just talk to the younger players and hope that they realize



Simply Dre':

Ya gotta keep your game tight, if ya wanna be a playa

If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense (No, no)

If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense (No, no)

And ya heard it from a playa with some game (Uh-huh)

I'm just a playa with some game


Album Lyrics: 99 Ways To Die [1995]


Master P
"99 Ways To Die [1995]"


1. Dead Presidents
2. Rollin Thru My Hood
3. Bullets Gots No Name
4. When They Gone
5. Playa Wit Game
6. 99 Ways To Die
7. Hoe Games
8. 1-900 Master P
9. When They Gone (Radio)
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