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Spice 1 lyrics Suckas Do What They Can (Real Playaz) lyrics [ INTRO: Roger Troutman ] Spice 1 Too $hort, yup Said I'm a real playa, yeah Real playa Playa Playa... [ VERSE 1: Too $hort ] Whoever try to buy a new Benz, spend money on your friends Order up some shit with a pocket full of ends Ain't no sympathy for suckers, bitch, I'm a hustler For the last 12 years I could never get enough of That cash, I keep it in my jeans, bitch Have you ever seen it? A big pile of green shit? When I spend it, bitch, I'm the man I do what I want, suckers do what they can That's why I moved to the A, straight from the Bay I'm still mackin bitches everyday, anyway And if you don't like it, I don't give a fuck I'ma still let my top down and turn this shit up Nothin half on my business, keep gettin paid If niggas stick together, maybe we'll live to see the day When everybody keep ballin like me and my folks Let these gold-diggin bitches count my spokes Short Dog in the house [ CHORUS: Roger Troutman ] Real playaz do what they want to (Real playaz) Suckaz do what they can (Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha) (What they can do) Real playaz do what they want to (Yeah, real playaz) No time for strugglin (Real playaz, ha-ha-ha) Real playaz do what they want to (Short Dog) Suckaz do what they can (Yukmouth) (Yukmeezy) (Thugged Out) (Fo' sheezy) Real playaz do what they want to Real thugz gon' hustlin [ VERSE 2: Yukmouth ] Hop in the Ranger Rover, mob, thrustin this out my car Shit better be hard, ghetto celebrity star Smoke 'dro out of jelly jars Boss to be fraud, catch me at the telly with broads Havin ménage-?trois, x-ed out on the celly with Todd ";Short Dog, what's up?"; He told me Roger Troutman passed I hollered, my shit about to crash Copped a block of hash, an ounce of grass Damn! Poppin Crystal, poured me a glass Then poured the whole rest of the bottle out on the flo' for yo' ass This's for my nigga Roger, the godfather of futuristic funk Here's the ganja, get it crunk Twist the skunk, hit it once And keep that shit movin and Thug niggas do what they want to, and busta niggas do what you're doin I went from rags to riches, bagged bitches, Jags and 6's To droppin a solo album that's sellin more than the last shit did I got the streets and ave's addicted ??? Swiss accounts, drunk as fuck in the stretch narrow strippers Real playaz do what they want to (Real playaz) Suckaz do what they can (Real playaz) Real playaz do what they want to (Plow!) No time for strugglin (Ha-ha-ha-ha, Thugged Out, fool) Real playaz do what they want to (Real playaz) Suckaz do what they can (Check it out, nigga) Real playaz do what they want to (Plow!) Real thugz gon' hustlin [ VERSE 3: Spice 1 ] I've come from More Bounce To The Ounce to Short Dog and Roger Troutman Yukmouth, we thugged out for the money and all the power Real niggas do what they want to, suckers do what the fuck they can Self-ma-made-mu-muthafuckin-man Poppin my collar, li-livin the hustler's dream Ballers fiend for cream, pockets bust out the seams Franklin and Grant is my dogs, I die for em (Die for em) C-cry, lie, ride for em (ride for em) Nigga, I know you heard it through the grapevine I was out here doin it way too live Doin way too much, I'm tryin to touch 40 million bucks And flip a jet with some ???, about 14 Flop through your hood, bumpin this shit, smokin sticky green Thugs be hustlin, muggin and puttin muscle in No time for strugglin, keep your mind on bubblin You can't see me through websites, but I still got 'computer love' For my nigga Roger Troutman, cause he was ridin with real thugs Nigga Real playaz do what they want to (Immortalized) Suckaz do what they can (Real thugs) Real playaz do what they want to (Real playaz) No time for strugglin (Westside, nigga) Real playaz do what they want to (Immortalized) Suckaz do what they can (For life Check it out, nigga) Real playaz do what they want to (Plow!) Real thugz gon' hustlin (Westside) Real playaz (Immortalized) Real playaz Real Playaz Baby, baby, baby Ooh yeah Spice 1's a real playa, baby Yeeeaaah You gotta keep on Don't you know Don't you know you better watch yourself You better watch yourself You better watch yourself You know you got to be... Yeah Don't you be trippin in em streets, nigga Don't you be trippin in em streets, nigga Spice 1 gon' tell you how it's really goin' down Yeah Real playa Playa Playa Playa... 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