Do the Playa (feat. Decadez) - E-40

Right up my ally, my nigga, this killer Cali, my nigga

I’m from the valley, my nigga, we hella rowdy, my nigga

You have a problem, my nigga, man we gon' solve it, my nigga

Yeah we got it, my nigga, case like the Saudis, my nigga

Let a boss through, so a boss can do what a boss do

I don’t Winnie the Pooh, Willie Foo Foo, or Captain Kangaroo

I’m one of the few that say what I’m gonna do and come through

I’m a throwback but at the same time I’m brand new

I can multitask, do two or three things at once

Get my dick sucked, hit the weed, talk on the phone, and get drunk

If you family we family, then say it, mean it

Never let sucker shit come in between us

I’m still mobbing, scheming, and plotting on some millions

Trying to put some paint where it ain’t, Sherwin Williams

Right now I’m on this lambi and dank, fuck your feelings

I don’t hang with phoneys or fakes, only real ones

D-boy fresh from head to toe

Finna take some down before I go home

Drink my drink and smoke my 'dro

I bet that I pull all these hoes

Now do the playa

Nuvo sippin and two-steppin

Do the playa

West coast reppin with my weapon

This hustler cold, always in monster mode

The game can be sold and told at the same time

Never goin against the grain

I’m on the front line and the main line

Of this West Coast scene I grind

And I never drop a dime for reduced time

I’m a staple in this shit, a pillar in this shit

Don’t believe me?

Nigga, ask your bitch

Just now getting warmed up, just now getting started

Triple O.G., still getting carded

Bump any batch, ho, I’m a mack

Ain’t no age on game, bitch, whack don’t crack

People always ask me why I’m seldom seen

Is he still green, do he still fuck with the fiends?

Nope, I’m clean, in the rap game there’s more green

I’m eating just like a king, got my hands in everything

From gritting and pitching raw, hubba rocks in my jaw

Platinums on the wall, ball 'til we fall

Damn, look at that mayne, she ain’t playing, she handling

Let me put my macking in motion and put the peas in the pie

She cakey, she yokin, she got a big ass butt

I’m a Bay area nigga, my nigga, I be wigglin'

I could go to any hood in the world and fit right in

Hit it for five, hold it for ten

Smoking and sipping yac

Internationally known, accepted, and highly respected

There’s a shortage on real ones we better start getting in sync

Before the suckers take over and we become extinct

Shout out to all the bosses before me I’d like to thank

Street legends with love and respect like Hamp «Bubba» Banks

All my fixtures and factors, factors and fixtures

Car passin travelers, Louis the XIII sippers

O.G's need youngsters and youngsters need O. G's

Never let a ho make us enemies