Luniz – Playa Hata lyrics

(Teddy)*Why*

you wanna Playa.... hate on me Oh??
hoo hooooo baby Oh
yeahhhhh Eh
heyyyy Why
you wanna playa hate on me Verse??

1 (Yukmouth) *Nobody*

can help him So
welcome to the land of ski maskes We
blastes To
bust a couple of caps up in they weak asses The
dust that's bein kicked up An
Yuk is down to lick up Do
a stick up At
an Armor truck pick up Then
get tucked Up,
out the scenery Wit,
greenery Stopped,
up watch, up Sew,
the block up wit creamery The,
cream I, sling got, fiends on my team Like,
a fiend I dream an, hoes swing on my ding-a-ling Sumpthin,
tremendous They,
spend grip Endless,
trips to Macy's they, trade me So,
playa hataz Hate.... me I,
keep the safety off my four-fifth Hold,
it in focus Fools,
didn't used to trip on my d k**when I was the brokest But,
notice I, got a lil mail now 'cause,
everbody bump L-you-N-I-Z like hell now You,
juss a busta brown an blood you know Chris,
spreadin faulty rumors around the Town like Club New Vogue Really,
though Chorus.

(Teddy) *Why*

you wanna Playa.... hate on me X2?? (Why
you playa hate )??!!x1 Why

you wanna Playa.... hate on me X2?? (Ooohhh
)!!x1 Verse

2 (Knumskull) *I*

gots to Keep,
my business to myself 'cause,
hataz talk mo than get shot to spread rumors when it's loaded Hatin,
get yo grill exploded Quick,
Severed,
The,
first thing I heard I,
stole a credit card from Chris Webber I,
never knew that But's,
who's that an, next I,
heard them ridin around smokin crack in the back of my homies Lex It,
be them broke a no**, cash Bustaz,
tryin to quote That's.... why the Town got rid 'o $hort I,
think you busta browns need to wise up Before,
we ride up Stop,
Sew,
up yo block an, sew them lies up Once,
don't trip Twice,
no grip Three,
timmesss will, get you bucked wit the nine I,
thought the hatin would stop but, the rumors are passin still Sounds,
like that busta that plugged mo holes than mass appeal You,
need to stop Hatin!!
on The,
C-N-O-T-E D-are-you, an, the L-you-N-I-Z (chorus).

*x4* Break

it down oh, yeah For,
the Luniz an they, homies I.
am here to let you know Gotta!!
think for you So.... leave the Luniz alone Verse.

3 (Yukmouth) *Let*

me tell yo a ass story yes, They,
juss be hatin to the fullest but you can miss me wit that B S. That. You
stress When,
you test the young Hugh Heff The,
tech a spit up Chest,
get lit up Foo,
that's a rigg up Verse,

4 (Knumskull) *Now*

I think the whole world knows me Not,
what they should know It's,
like rap an sellin crack is all I'm good for Hangin,
in the hood for so long I,
see why they talk B,
s*****Snitch,
a bustaz home (Can.

we talkkkk For.... a minute )??Verse

5 (Yukmouth) *You're*

wrong I won't be offended I,
be there hand in hand wit the pencil Can,
it all be so simple Like,
Wu-Tang spit, true game to, get pootang From,
a nimfo Verse.

6 (Knumskull) *Now*

I keep sayin Don't,
get mad 'cause you can't bump me But,
I'm still gonna spit it 'cause,
you still don't get it If,
it ain't noted don't, quote it Hataz,
when it comes to common sense you ain't showed it I,
don't understand (chorus)!

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