Chorus 4x
Playa to playa I got to make money in this game

Verse 1
[C-Bo]
Tommy Hilfiger Karl Kani is what you see me in boss baller in the sky
Bo loc should not lie rag top 500 slanging things like bean pies
Reason I ball to make my scrilla multiply multi million dollar cliques
That’s what I run with my kept them off the hook at the club
In the land cruiser lexus I’m down with uzi’s and techs
Plus mo loot than elliot ness kingpin of the west
With mo bitches than co techs
They call be big scrilla S c 400 willa went from shot calling
Back to boss balling top notch bitches plus condos ohh shit
From Sac to vellijo, Oaktown to the ritz ain’t that a bitch
You hate me cuz your bitch is game tight paying me
Plus love to fuck on her cop night I’m a playa not a hata
This is from me to your bitch patna playa to playa

Chorus
Playa to playa I got to make money in this game

Verse 2
[Mo-Jay]
I’m trying to roll like mobil r. a. through a thick ass swaray
Then everybody parlay custom bentlys made my way
These niggas wanna blast me cuz I’m classy with a bad one
Riding fast one with a phat gun and I’ll blast one I’m egged to this
shit
I might get begged in this shit with shit braid pers
I’m bound to get rich more to get turn it over real quick
Riding with that two cake money while these niggas acting funny
I’m trying to get money in this shit while you poodles running your
mouth
I’m waiting on the bo loc to face to come from down south
Playa to playa you know how this game goes
Pimpies smoking up your clemie fully hoes they heed to this shit
And hold on to your hat from the land of the devils
Fast cars blunts and crack open up your eyes boy
You best believe show us your ass breath
I can make your ass beed

Chorus
Playa to playa I got to make money in this game
Playa to playa I got to make money in this game

Verse 3
[Allie Baba]
I’ve been through cold wars man this shit is demanding
Lonely on the block
My pistol still standing how can I live?
And be the only one to breathe these niggas best believe
That I be the one that was concieved my real g’z
Still posting playa to playa
I got to live my life right can’t go out trite pistol
Holding niggas controlling
Pockets on swollen how you gone do that shit
Nigga alibab c-bo and still rolling

Verse 4
[C-bo]
I’ve been a playa since birth I hopped a benz on the turf
House on the hilla half mill that don’t even work
Know to pimped harder than horse son
Treat bitches like one what you did I had done
Southside sacramento is where I’m from fool you know me
It’s C-bo from the Gbc rolex down fully loaded tech down in a s.c. 400
Ride with nothing but hundreds and they hated mad cuz I made it
You is a hater in the game fool it’s playa to playa

Chorus