Playa to Playa lyrics

[Intro: Miami the Most]
Yeah, what's up? This one love, this playa to playa
This Mac Dre and Mac Mall
Finna overtake all y'all

[Chorus: Coolio Da' Unda' Dogg]
Playa to playa y'all gotta put this sh*t down
And make them haters sit down
And b*tches kick down, y'all n*ggas get down
And represent what's been lackin', playas
It's the Crest, the combination of two mackin' playas
Playa to playa y'all gotta put this sh*t down
And make them haters sit down
And b*tches kick down, y'all n*ggas get down
And represent what's been lackin', playas
It's the Crest, the combination of two mackin' playas

[Verse 1: Mac Mall]
I be that five-hundred-thirty-five percent
n*gga sessed out every time I rhyme
Backwood twister, it's Strictly SES on mine
Takin' my pictures with saucy Caddies in a line
f*ck the world, n*gga, I'm gonna spend this good green
On some rope and fully things
Spittin' throwaway hoes and pipe dreams
Got a crew full of playas and they all like me
So don't speak to my 5 if a chopper in reach
I'm representin' young titans, soldiers, playas feel sh*t I'm writin'
We flow straight dope and well you're just another client
So kick in before you get your door kicked in
Crestsiders, boy, we at it again
All up in your sh*t, tellin' motherf*ckers 'strip'
Cuddie, oh, they didn't know, this a motherf*ckin' lick
So you can f*ck with the mob or don't f*ck around at all
Some wise words from young Mac ass Mall
[Chorus: Coolio Da' Unda' Dogg]
Playa to playa y'all gotta put this sh*t down
And make them haters sit down
And b*tches kick down, y'all n*ggas get down
And represent what's been lackin', playas
It's the Crest, the combination of two mackin' playas
Playa to playa y'all gotta put this sh*t down
And make them haters sit down
And b*tches kick down, y'all n*ggas get down
And represent what's been lackin', playas
It's the Crest, the combination of two mackin' playas

[Verse 2: Mac Dre]
Hand me the rap tapes, what a Mac made for them suckers to see
That all them late ass n*ggas really can't f*ck with me, see
I'm M.D., the, V-Town governor
A title well-earned because I be keepin' 'em lovin' a
Candy-coated game that be sweeter than Reese's
See, n*ggas like me is endangered species
How many n*ggas you know that can flow and keep it really real?
Be on that ho, and when she owe, boy, I'ma spill
That uncut and untuck po' pimpin' ass game
But I won't f*ck and won't touch 'til I'm up in her brain
See, I'm lovin' livin' lavish, cuddie, so when I ain't splurgin'
I'm goosin' up the cabbage in her mind like a brain surgeon
I ain't hurtin', you know I'm stackin' them dollars
Comin' fresh out the pen strikin' brand new Impalas
Givin' it up to my folks and them know, boy, the Country Club
Givin' up the dope so they can soak off this funky dub
[Chorus: Coolio Da' Unda' Dogg, Miami the Most]
Playa to playa y'all gotta put this sh*t down
And make them haters sit down
And b*tches kick down, y'all n*ggas get down
And represent what's been lackin', playas (Lackin', playas)
It's the Crest, the combination of two mackin' playas (Mackin' playas)
Playa to playa y'all gotta put this sh*t down (Down)
And make them haters sit down
And b*tches kick down, y'all n*ggas get down
And represent what's been lackin', playas (Lackin', playas)
It's the Crest, the combination of two mackin' playas (Mackin' playas)

[Verse 3: Mac Mall]
See, I'm a, half hog, other half cold Crest dog
Saucy pit, super hard on a b*tch
I switch ho tricks like Nikes and Guess fits
Baby pop that lip soon to see the payment
You might catch me bent, dunkin' broads like Kemp
We be smokin' roper, she be suckin' Mall's di*k
We be ridin' Caddy, know that ho not trip
When we hit the Carquinez, baby, drink that sh*t
If I'm too hoggish for y'all, please excuse my penmanship
But I'm from that Country Club where we mob and pull licks
Motherf*ckers can't see Mall, I'm jumpin' for that gang green, y'all
I'm a creeper, tie you up in your drawers
[Chorus: Coolio Da' Unda' Dogg, Miami the Most]
Playa to playa y'all gotta put this sh*t down
And make them haters sit down
And b*tches kick down, y'all n*ggas get down
And represent what's been lackin', playas (Lackin', playas)
It's the Crest, the combination of two mackin' playas (Mackin' playas)
Playa to playa y'all gotta put this sh*t down (Down)
And make them haters sit down
And b*tches kick down, y'all n*ggas get down
And represent what's been lackin', playas (Lackin', playas)
It's the Crest, the combination of two mackin' playas (Mackin' playas)

[Verse 4: Mac Dre]
When I step to the mic, suckers close they eyes (Close they eyes)
'Cause they ain't tryna see me expose the lies (Expose the lies)
I see n*ggas frontin' and I step to 'em (Step to 'em)
'Cause I'm true to this game, mayne, I gotta do 'em (Gotta do 'em)
That fake sh*t that they spit is play sh*t and gay sh*t
When Dre spit, it's Bay sh*t, you never hear me say sh*t
That's ruthless or truthless, that punk sh*t is useless
I spill the real with skills, n*ggas can't juke this
I shoots this, and when I demonstrate (Demonstrate)
I don't perpetrate, duplicate or imitate (Imitate)
Raps I originate, saps I eliminate (Eliminate)
'Cause all the women hate when n*ggas tend to fake (Tend to fake)
Man, I'm finna shake, the fakes and frauds (Fakes and frauds)
Stick to the script and break some broads (Break some broads)
'Cause that's the way you do it when you out that Bay (Out that Bay)
P-to the-L-to-the-A-Y-A (A-Y-A)

[Outro: Miami the Most]
Look here, man, this Miami and I just hit the pen out with pay pay
And this is car knock productions and we finna go bust looie
For de official, and we kill, man
We playa to playa
North gon' be right back, and it's gon' happen, man
And you think Dre and Mall didn't make this happen
Your cap'll get peeled back in