Wanna Be a G

So you wanna be a playa So you wanna be a G So you wanna be a gangsta (Player, player) But you don't wanna f**k with me So you wanna be a playa So you wanna be a G So you wanna be a gangsta (Player, player) But you don't wanna f**k with me Diamonds up on the pinky Rolex's up on the wrist Take a good look at this old pimpin' a*s Nigga, you ain't never seen a mack like this It's the thug in me Niggas be walkin' 'round muggin' me, ruggin' me Tell your bitch to give me my d**k back She pullin' me and tuggin' me Can't be f**kin' 'round with you cluck head bitches Don't need no fixin' rubbers Just like my timin' a*s partner E-40 say Punk bitch y'all burn rubber If that bitch can't swim then nigga she bound to drown What's up with you old ratched mouth a*s bitches? Tryna talk down on me and the town You bitches better recognize this is 187 proofer Mobbin' out the cut with a fat A.K. and a black on black Lex Luther Ain't no [unverified] up in this [unverified] just shut 'em down crush nasty Right now I'm kickin' this pimp shit but you ho's know I'm the last G In sticky situations will have bust with no hesitation You punk a*s niggas don't know my background You just stuck on that player nation Why a nigga wanna talk bad on a timer, who been down from the get go I can smoke a blunt up in my hot tub Don't be trippin' off that old shit though So you wanna be a playa So you wanna be a G So you wanna be a gangsta (Player, player) But you don't wanna f**k with me So you wanna be a playa So you wanna be a G So you wanna be a gangsta (Player, player) But you don't wanna f**k with me You niggas ain't never seen me in person, tryna a*sa*sinate my character Talkin' 'bout spice, ain't got no paper Bitch, I'm a nightmare livin' in America Ain't no paper bag a*s nigga, hoe, I done been through some shit Niggas walkin' 'round out here I wanna kill Wanna kill me too that's real Punk a*s niggas they know who they is runnin' 'round talkin' shit Oh, f**k that punk a*s nigga Spice 1, he ain't nothin' but a bitch, but one of these days I'ma have your a*s chopped up in the back of my Benzo Mobbin' to this old gangsta shit Right here smokin' on some of that Indo Too many f**k you, bitches up in the game Niggas, be puttin' too much on it Born and bred to be a Thug a*s nigga 2 fingers on 2 twin glock triggers I know the game ain't got no rules and they got been laced Damn, if so many muthaf**kas didn't know my face I would've been offin' you playa hatin' a*s niggas a long time ago Would've seen you filled up with slugs would've seen you dyin' real slow But you know what I ain't trippin' off that old shit 'Cause y'all niggas ain't worth my riches Go head and sit around and chatter my name out I lace more punk a*s bitches So you wanna be a playa So you wanna be a G So you wanna be a gangsta (Player, player) But you don't wanna f**k with me So you wanna be a playa So you wanna be a G So you wanna be a gangsta (Player, player) But you don't wanna f**k with me