letras de holland izz, kb devaughn, & tauvaa – playa

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[chorus: kb devaughn]
it’s the playa me n-gg- ooh it’s the playa me
you ain’t never met a n-gg- that be coming from the west side
this the new dark pound i’m throwing up the scepter yeah yeah

[verse 1: holland izz]
tell me what you know about them pots and them pans
i’m a hood -ss n-gg- make me spray with that [stan?] (spray with that)
stay ten toes, [?] that jam
i ain’t trippin’ off a n-gg- cause i know he a fan
du dududu du

[chorus: kb devaughn]
it’s the playa me n-gg- ooh it’s the playa me
you ain’t never met a n-gg- that be coming from the west side
this the new dark pound i’m throwing up the scepter yeah yeah
it’s the playa me n-gg- ooh it’s the playa me
you ain’t never met a n-gg- that be coming from the west side
this the new dark pound i’m throwing up the scepter yeah yeah

[verse 2: holland izz]
imma shoot shoot shoot like i’m jb
nasty n-gg- i don’t need no d-mn sailing
still broke so don’t ask me for no dope n-gg-
i talk to guy, he said get off the flow
i’m a self made n-gg- i can’t help that (i can’t help that)
where the bread, where the gwop, where the wealth at (where the wealth at)
when i was broke when i was down where the help at (where the help at)
now i’m up, lil b-tch get your hand back (get your hand back)

[verse 3: tauvaa]
what you ride for a g would you ride with the heat
cut tires in the street would you side with your beef
n-gg-s blind in the street n-gg-s lying on the beat
i’m just focused on the cheese, why you mad at me?
all these rats around me just acting clowning
when i was five uncle ball had the glocks around me
no homie don’t grope me get the f-ck from ’round me
n-gg-s fake i can’t stay gotta watch the roudest

[verse 4: kb devaughn]
(yaah, yaah) it’s the west side dog
i should tell these b-tches call me gotti i can’t feel them if you drag them by the body like
n-gg- whatchu doing?
over here pretending you’re a shooter
who you fooling boy we know that you a goober
i don’t wanna die i don’t wanna live a lie
homie i was selling dimes just to make it out alive
i ain’t have to k!ll n-body but they’d get it if they tried
doing all that [shucking jobbing?] all you did was ducking high
no designer on my bill but i got nike on my feet
any n-gg- want my head i know pharrell got the heat
[all that singing sh-t a joke to you peep?]
i got blessed with the hands to let a n-gg- off his seata

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letras de holland izz, kb devaughn, & tauvaa – playa

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