Spice 1 - Suckas Do What They Can (Real Playaz) Lyrics
[ INTRO: Roger Troutman ]Spice 1Too $hort, yupSaid I'm a real playa, yeahReal playaPlayaPlaya...[ VERSE 1: Too $hort ]Whoever try to buy a new Benz, spend money on your friendsOrder up some shit with a pocket full of endsAin't no sympathy for suckers, *****, I'm a hustlerFor the last 12 years I could never get enough ofThat cash, I keep it in my jeans, *****Have you ever seen it? A big pile of green shit?When I spend it, *****, I'm the manI do what I want, suckers do what they canThat's why I moved to the A, straight from the BayI'm still mackin *****es everyday, anywayAnd if you don't like it, I don't give a *****I'ma still let my top down and turn this shit upNothin half on my business, keep gettin paidIf niggas stick together, maybe we'll live to see the dayWhen everybody keep ballin like me and my folksLet these gold-diggin *****es count my spokesShort Dog in the house[ CHORUS: Roger Troutman ]Real playaz do what they want to(Real playaz)Suckaz do what they can(Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha) (What they can do)Real playaz do what they want to(Yeah, real playaz)No time for strugglin(Real playaz, ha-ha-ha)Real playaz do what they want to(Short Dog)Suckaz do what they can(Yukmouth) (Yukmeezy) (Thugged Out) (Fo' sheezy)Real playaz do what they want toReal thugz gon' hustlin[ VERSE 2: Yukmouth ]Hop in the Ranger Rover, mob, thrustin this out my carShit better be hard, ghetto celebrity starSmoke 'dro out of jelly jarsBoss to be fraud, catch me at the telly with broadsHavin mé–šage-?trois, x-ed out on the celly with Todd"Short Dog, what's up?" He told me Roger Troutman passedI hollered, my shit about to crashCopped a block of hash, an ounce of grassDamn! Poppin Crystal, poured me a glassThen poured the whole rest of the bottle out on the flo' for yo' assThis's for my nigga Roger, the godfather of futuristic funkHere's the ganja, get it crunkTwist the skunk, hit it onceAnd keep that shit movin andThug niggas do what they want to, and busta niggas do what you're doinI went from rags to riches, bagged *****es, Jags and 6'sTo droppin a solo album that's sellin more than the last shit didI got the streets and ave's addicted??? Swiss accounts, drunk as ***** in the stretch narrow strippersReal playaz do what they want to(Real playaz)Suckaz do what they can(Real playaz)Real playaz do what they want to(Plow!)No time for strugglin(Ha-ha-ha-ha, Thugged Out, fool)Real playaz do what they want to(Real playaz)Suckaz do what they can(Check it out, nigga)Real playaz do what they want to(Plow!)Real thugz gon' hustlin[ VERSE 3: Spice 1 ]I've come from More Bounce To The Ounce to Short Dog and Roger TroutmanYukmouth, we thugged out for the money and all the powerReal niggas do what they want to, suckers do what the ***** they canSelf-ma-made-mu-mutha*****in-manPoppin my collar, li-livin the hustler's dreamBallers fiend for cream, pockets bust out the seamsFranklin and Grant is my dogs, I die for em(Die for em) C-cry, lie, ride for em (ride for em)Nigga, I know you heard it through the grapevineI was out here doin it way too liveDoin way too much, I'm tryin to touch 40 million bucksAnd flip a jet with some ???, about 14Flop through your hood, bumpin this shit, smokin sticky greenThugs be hustlin, muggin and puttin muscle inNo time for strugglin, keep your mind on bubblinYou can't see me through websites, but I still got 'computer love'For my nigga Roger Troutman, cause he was ridin with real thugsNiggaReal playaz do what they want to(Immortalized)Suckaz do what they can(Real thugs)Real playaz do what they want to(Real playaz)No time for strugglin(Westside, nigga)Real playaz do what they want to(Immortalized)Suckaz do what they can(For lifeCheck it out, nigga)Real playaz do what they want to(Plow!)Real thugz gon' hustlin(Westside)Real playaz(Immortalized)Real playazReal PlayazBaby, baby, babyOoh yeahSpice 1's a real playa, babyYeeeaaahYou gotta keep onDon't you knowDon't you know you better watch yourselfYou better watch yourselfYou better watch yourselfYou know you got to be...YeahDon't you be trippin in em streets, niggaDon't you be trippin in em streets, niggaSpice 1 gon' tell you how it's really goin' downYeahReal playaPlayaPlayaPlaya...
