Artist: Rappin' 4-Tay f/ Master P Album: 4 Tha Hard Way Song: Playa 4 Life Typed by: email@example.com intro: Master P (4-Tay) Whatsup Franky J (You know how we do it Bad Boy) You think they ready for this Master P and 4-Tay hookup? (I know they aint ready baby) Ya heard me (Yeah, OGs) We gonna show them how Gs do it (Rag Top and No Limit) How playas do it (Pop that shit P) verse 1: Master P I started from the South, then I moved to the Bay Got Gs and a house, got carrow and some hay Them stalkers I be ballin Fiends steady callin Got 0s from Frisco, Texas, Dallas, to New Orleans In the game I'm on top No more runnin from the cops CDs and cassettes in plastic bags just like rocks Big S on my Lex Million dollar checks Hotels and president suites, Alize, weed, and Moet In the game to make scrilla, fuck being famous Independent Black-owned like Andy and Amos chorus: Mater P I'm a playa 4 life A playa 4 life (uugghhh) I'm a playa 4 life verse 2: Rappin' 4-Tay Two bona-fide P-L-A-Y-As Master P and Rappin' 4-Tay From New Orleans ballin' back up to the Bay We keeps shakin' and breakin' these suckas True playas dont fuck with bustas Its No Limit baby, them West Coast Bad Boyz Best to check our tabloids Ballin like Palo, cant have no fake bitches on my squad I'm Rappin 4-Tay aint never made me none, givin Southside playas props Got more hoes than Swiss cheese - Nigga please Once I pop these Ps on em And get to stackin these Gs on em - 360 degrees on em Rumblin and bubblin' Done had enough of this so I'm strugglin' Still roll with mobstaz, steak and lobsters, haters be buggin But they feelin me, I'm glistenin' Hoes whistlin- this game so tight Master P and Rappin' 4, playas for life chorus: (4-Tay)(4x) I'm a playa 4 life, a playa 4 life, a playa 4 life (From the South to the West, playas keep your game tight) break: 4-Tay Me and P from the 9-7 til the casket drop No Limit and Rag Top Keepin em sprung like research monkeys, ya know? I'm a playa 4 life G status equals cabbage And about that Ra Ra? verse 3: I tried to tell you mothafuckers but ya- ya wouldnt listen to me Thought it wouldnt last, so take a blast Best to get with me Crazy, wanna knock me but cant stop me Feds wanna lock me up But I'ma keep stackin them presidents fool, ask me if I give a fuck Gangstas mob to this Playas ride to this Dedicated to them hustlas late night stackin up on them grips Gettin' cloudy-cloudy Man, y'all so rowdy-rowdy Much love to that playa Master P because he bout it-bout it chorus: Master P (Bout it bout it) Cuz we playas 4 life Playas 4 life (4x) Niggaz from the Bay and the South win right Cuz we playas 4 life, playas 4 life So when you run up on us playas, y'all haters think twice Cuz we playas 4 life, playas 4 life (uugghh) outro:Master P Nigga, playas 4 life, ya heard me? Rappin' 4-Tay, Master P, big Franky J hookin it up baby We signin off nigga, bout to jump on Delta nigga Takin trips all around the dizorld, I mean the wizorld nigga Slangin that shit, cheddar cheese nigga Even y'all haters buyin this shit nigga Y'all gotta check it out nigga Cuz we playas 4 life (uugghh) No Limit and Rag Top, feel it! Playas 4 life!