I's a Playa

Guerilla Maab


album: Track 5 in album Resurrected
release date: 2002-5-28
popularity : 18 users have visited this page.
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Gangsta/Thug Rap

Album Information

country(area): United States
format: CD
script: Latin

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Guerilla Maab Resurrected cover art


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f/ Russell Lee
(*Russell Lee vocalizing*)
[Dougie D]
Peeping out all of the bitches, creeping up with the dub club carro
We can get away from here, to my place running to my casa del llamo
Swanging our feet up, flipping Don Perion up in a two liter
When it comes to being a playa, Dougie D can be nothing less, that late
Ain't nothing but a young G, that's all that I can be and I'm shining
Feeling on your titties when I'm riding on vogues, its jut the way the game goes
M to the motherfucking double A-B on sight, nigga go on chrome and creep
I's a playa look I suppose, I just gotta be me and that's the way its going down
[Chorus: Russell Lee - 2x]
You fucking with a thug, fa sho
I's a playa, I suppose
Dropped like a jaw, with the missing top frame
Gliding your block, like a four do' airplane
Crawling slow, but I be looking so thoed I's a playa, I suppose
Everybody and they mama, trying to be like us
Ain't no stopping us, or they wanna be knocking us
Ready to beat the block, until they call the cops
And try to take me out, because it ain't gon stop
I must confess I's a G by far, Lil' ole Trae, riding blue over gray
When you step outta place, I'ma bring it to you
Screwed Up Click, never been no loser
Hopping up out the slab, with a big black dob
I'm a thug and a pimp baby, I don't barge
Still low on tens, yelling out fuck friends
So I'ma put it in your face one mo' gin
[Chorus - 2x]
Really though, I don't give a damn about none of these hoes
Wouldn't put a bitch, in front of my friend
On over, cause I run it out take it like a soldier
AKA putting in my penis, and it ain't motherfucking V-A-J
Fin to have to put a brace on your pussy bone
I'm on my grind, fuck being dull I gotta be on shine
Cause you love it when I be behind, hit it with her broad I know she gon mind
But it ain't no commitment I'm out the do', Z-Ro the Crooked out Ridgemont 4
1-8-7 I'm one of a kind gangsta, I put one in your mind

I just gotta be a G, I just gotta be me
You fucking with some thugs


Track Listing

CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Maabin
  • 3 Where the Haters At
  • 4 Time Rolls By
  • 5 I's a Playa
  • 6 Nothin Left 2 Live 4
  • 7 Who Could It Be
  • 8 How Could You Do This to Me
  • 9 Can't You See
  • 10 Tell Me What You See
  • 11 Hid'In
  • 12 Stay Away From Me
  • 13 Can't Fade These G's
  • 14 We Gone Swang
  • 15 All My Dogs
  • 16 Maab
  • 17 Outro