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A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z Playa Hayta Its best you let me wander or Ill taunt Ya with my brain Im the editor-in-chief, The leaf-a-rap a dope shit, antique Rope kits for the hang time, a Heinous crime cause I drain his mind. open it up, Oh...not The same as mine, not the same ass Rhyme Nickel plated statements with nickel Plated Knuckle faded faces. no matter what The race is I hope ya cockpit got shit, I stock Hits. inventory glorious. I owe me this Im on my homies shit - the homeless Shown This skill is real when I attack from The Back Ill say a rhyme then pull your Spinal Cord from your torso, more so or Better Yet more or less its not an option Im coppin A plea seizing a shop and hopin a Cops A blow of the past. if not, Ill be Blowin His ass away. j. groove is on the cross, im The heavyweight fader of a playa Hayta Analysis is deep, forever on the peep And im The best, the crest of the ho shit... Yeah, You cant manifest destiny unless its Me Oh, you dont approve of my moves But Im not Starvin for jargon, so save it. My libido is The needle to the wax, I like to tax in Gazebos, surviving like a mac king, Clever Never lacking when Im stacking Endeavors I try and try to tell fools, that Ive been Through hell and my tools aint the same As yours. coors light thats what Theyre Drinkin, must be Im wrong yours is Right Thats why youre sinkin in your own Sight Nose is in my business, witnessin Your Own fate, drownin in your own lake Of hate But I dont see no abstinent crabs in it Perverse perpin after the salt I can Hear the rehearsal of a serpent, Urgent cause you dont use your head when You Shed skin - dead end...for a playa Hayta Charades, are played but I keep Getting it in Large amounts because I be doin These hoogies charge account like a banker Im patient and I be waiting like an Anchor To spank her. then I get the softy Sanka Coffee drinkin breath stinkin Cheddar cheese Eatin wheat germ, checker board Pants Wearin cant dance, and youre starin in My grill. but you had a steak A nervous Twitch and youre a badly fake and i Heard His bitch is gettin around like tupac Servin niggas two at a time like she Got Two cocks. new blocks she be conquering Zip codes, I rip hos that be lappin up Mark ass lames then charge it to the Game. so he next time you step to Me Like a defense attorney, ha!...ill Fade ya cause youre a playa hayta. From a real playa cause I play the Game The same, not behind no dame, so You Can get these thangs More lyrics:
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