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for the player in you - the ghetto dynasty lyrics

[intro]
(this groove)
all the players in the hood, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
and everybody in atlanta, this groove’s for you
(this groove)
and everybody in west end, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
kid fresh and mega box, this groove’s for you
(this groove)
and k.d., professor mental, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
cold pimp and wicked wisdom, this groove’s for you
(this groove)
l.a. sno and b*rock, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
dj smurph and shy*d, this groove’s for you

[verse 1]
this goes out to the atl, the homies that’s making mail
the homies that’s raised in h*ll, makin’ them ’64s drop them tails
all you fools that be tryin’ to clown (who else?)
the homies that’s hangin’ around (who else?)
all you fools that wanna be down
slingin’ them crack rocks by the pound (right)
i’m livin’ fat, n*gga, look at where you’re at, n*gga
better pack your gat, n*gga, better rat*tat*tat, n*gga
so what’s the haps, better go back to makin’ snaps
gotta go back to bustin’ raps, or better yet, back to bustin’ caps
all you fools that be actin’ foul, you fools that be on my style
you better throw in the towel, like that n*gga raw colin paul
i’m wakin’ up early, i’m gettin’ the girlies
i’m keepin’ the hoochies waitin’
i gotta get puffin’, i gotta get dressin’
i gotta go polish my daytons
i’m rollin’ around and i’m cruisin’ the boulevard
looking for s*xy sisters
and if you’re runnin’ around with a big booty
you know the flex will get ya
i’m steadily bangin’, i’ll never be hangin’
with none of you perpetrators
i’m gettin’ much love and i walk in the club
and you’re doin’ the percolator
bustas wanna get up, wanna step up and try your luck
but who will you run to, when i pull out my gun, fool?
it’s makin’ you wonder, how i’m strikin’ them down like thunder
makin’ no follow*ups, bleeps or blunders
hitting the girlies with my pager number
i’m lookin’ at women, they skinnin’ and grinnin’
and hoping the flex will pick her
i’m takin’ them home and it’s gonna be on
because you know the flex a sticker
my mackin’ and my escapades will continue
(who’s it for?) and this is for the hustler and the player in you
[chorus]
(this groove)
everybody in the hood, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
rollin’ 60s, gangsta crip, this groove’s for you
(this groove)
neighborhood and rollin’ 30s, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
front street and long beach, this groove’s for you
(this groove)
and all the players in montgomery, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
and all the players in the bay, this groove’s for you
(this groove)
and all the players makin’ money, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
and all the players gettin’ honies, this groove’s for you, check it!

[verse 2]
much love is what i have for the next man (and who else?)
and every neighborhood that i step in (right)
you wanna dominate a set, you gotta fight for it (wassup)
i got love for disciples and the vice lords (who else?)
or any other hood with money, gs and hustlers but (what?)
but i got nothin’ for you wannabes and bustas (yeah)
you can never take my seconds [?], there’s too many of us
i don’t hang with any preppies or no trendy brothas (wassup)
’cause in my hood you don’t see too many suit jacks
(what you see?)
all you see are brothers sportin’ black or blue cat rags
(what else?) you also see the hoochies and the honey dips
tryin’ to get their fingers on my money grip
but you know you’re not gettin’ a thing
check it out, do you know what i mean?
might as well stop jockin’ the green
of a player that’s thicker than the layers of the ozone
(what you do?)
i’m cruisin’ peach street, tryin’ to take some hoes home
i see some hoochies lookin’ like they wanna do me
lookin’ like they wanna pursue me, so i better bust this [?] yet
cat dip, mack up so i can slap up, smack up
that hump of funk, fat junk in the trunk
that rump, n*gga, a brother like myself gotta get me some, n*gga
i take it to the motel and have some fun, n*gga
i smack it up two times, and them i’m done, n*gga
i gotta run, n*gga!
[chorus]
(this groove’s)
everybody in the hood, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
and everybody in vallejo, this groove’s for you
(this groove)
and everybody in flint, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
and everybody in west end, this groove’s for you
(this groove)
and all the players in england, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
and all the players in d.c., this groove’s for you
(this groove)
and all the players in richmond, this groove’s for you
(for the player in you)
and all the players in augusta, this groove’s for you

[outro]
and all the players in mobile, this groove’s for you
and all the players in miami, this groove’s for you
and all the players in chicago, this groove’s for you
and all the players in cleveland, this groove’s for you
and all the players in oakland, this groove’s for you
and all the players in detroit, this groove’s for you
and all the players in atlanta, this groove’s for you
and all the players in the cater [?], this groove’s for you
and all the players makin’ money, this groove’s for you
and all the players gettin’ honies, this groove’s for you
and all the players in west end, this groove’s for you
and all the players rollin’ benzos, this groove’s for you, fool!

- the ghetto dynasty lyrics

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