Playas in Da House

[Verse 1: ICK] I'm thinkin' of a masta plan When I put the mic in hand Lighted up the blunt I'mma sip this gin and now I'm crunk Now my head is swervin' Funky rhymes I'm servin' when a playa spit K, Tay Dog, Dave and Fly Just call us the playa click Like cokey city it's ninety-six And hoes are still, turnin' tricks Some hoes won't sleep when I'm on full creep Cause youngsters out, servin' bricks Them bustas under estimate That's a sign of playa hatin' My heart don't pump no water trick So sit and max to what I'm sayin' Ninety-six is playas year Time for playas to be paid If you didn't hear me crystal clear Maybe you need a hearing aid I-C-K is claimin' cap No doubt it's playas in the South Listen close cause here's a dose of P, from this playas mouth I'm nationwide, bonafied, ninety-five Pal, is my ride Why you talkin' about the Mack I'm runnin' all who dis to the side I see us jumpin' and dumpin' you punks in the trunk motherfuckers I'm drunk and I'm crunk and I hunt you for lumps if you chumps wanna front Don't worry 'bout K you just can't get his bump Chorus: Playas in the house for the nine bitch We got playas in the house for the nine bitch We got playas in the house for the nine bitch (Tell 'em Fly) Nothing but the P came out Fly mouth We got playas in the house for the nine bitch We got playas in the house for the nine bitch We got playas in the house for the nine bitch (Tell 'em Fly) Nothing but the P came out Fly mouth [Verse 2: Dave] Chief high and funked out Playas on the scene no doubt On the scene and bonin' wid the corny king of Funkytown Night and day on Voisier Gettin' it on man what you think Just another di-zay that Playa Diz-ave man be down for drinks Smoke-aholic on that weed, locked on Tony to a P Wanna throw my funk some more man in this bitch big DE-A-D I-B-N be kitchen drains, on the wall the playas find Leavin' all you crosses li-zame to the si-zay finish tri-zin' Sucka get gone where you be on howdy at ya sucka so long Ain't no missin' of no Three Six sure 'nuff ain't no lovin' jones Real damn playas read them on and on the scene where bustas connin' On the floor man for some more man down for lockin' on that toney Down to dri-zain all my pi-zain when I'm gi-zoke on that ki-za Mega blunts hangs the best ride, through the South all playas high A legion ah beasts on the feast for some meat And preparin' ah tearin' ah si-zoul of each And hi-zal ah gi-zal a playa will di-zal we all on the hi-zals And won't stand the fi-zal Chorus [Verse 3: Playa Fly & Shauntay] (Hit Lil Flizy on that MC I-B-N be on his way) Hit my nigga back cause Playa Fly will funk in plenty hay What's up to that playa K and playa Dave and playa Tay Is she gonna rock the house, declare some clout, and stack some pay (Shauntay) Bitches be talkin' Shaunte be the topic I know that you hate me I love you don't stop it As soon as you bitches be saucin' we droppin' Too bad if you stop I put cheese in my pocket Tay on the market if you shop around And just find 'em and fuck 'em lay the bitch down You be a clown to be clockin' and knockin' I'm clickin' wid Fly and we knockin' your socks Off ah yo ass, while takin' your cash Vampin' your stash wid smoke in the bag Chiefin' some dank, I quarter I think P-O-U-N-D wid original drink I smoke til I faint, take all you gon' trink I'm down wid the Fly and forever we straight When whoopin' a bitch, I won't hesitate The bitches we whoop, be flodgin' and fake If you wanna fake, and you wanna flodge We said it before and we pullin' your card People sweat us, to choose to come hard We buckin', you duckin' and bullets you dodge Cause I will not take, no shit from the start Always we manage to finish remembering Those who be tossin' and crossin' the friendship You pointin' all in my face wid out a repentance Chorus [Verse 4: Playa Fly] Crunk enough to fuck a bitch and funked enough for me and you Keep ya criticism G cause SPV be pon the roll Hi-zy till I rest in peace And full ah dope till Fly decease I got bitches I can lease Just to make my mil increase Playa praise up SPV and mastermind on makin' pay Never cherish cheese, stack for makin' more and everyday Down wid Orleans playa Dre, from my Orleans family Munchin' comin' standin' out we smokin' out on plenty hay You suckas who trainin' and sound aggravated The po-pos are runnin' and comin' to see Rap so mis-hated your foes were updated The public will play that and then D-O-T We'll be deceased, A.S.A.P From the beginnin' so full ah this dope Snortin' and sneezin' and coughin' and chiefin' And heavily blowin' the holiest dope Bitches be slippin' and Fly just be trippin' And grippin' up on me a sinister plot Cakin' and thankin' and smokin' and drankin' And bangin' the difference I dip outta not Hangin' the ziploc around and my sock Strap on my Glock and I'm heatin' on me Lemons who plannin' on fuckin' wid Fly Gotta die when I'm high of a pack ah that P (Talkin') Yeh this one for them flaky ass cripple bitches Who spent they money on that lil bit ass ad In that muhfuckin' VIBE magazine Talkin' bout you invented some tongue twistin' Bitch anybody can do that shit it don't take nuthin' but some skill..