(feat. Andre Rison)



[Eightball]

Yeah, we back again, baby

E'body wanna do what a playa do

But e'body can't do what a playa do

You know what I'm talking 'bout

Dre, Dre these fools wanna talk down on the playa man



[Andre]	Uh huh, uh huh

[Eight]	You know

	They don't know what I'm talking 'bout, though



[Andre]

Eh eh, tell them 'bout everything 

And how you're spose' to change

When you get a little paper, huh?



[Eight]	Yeah, yeah man

[Andre]	Can't do that, not the real playa's

[Eight]	They hardly ever met a real playas

[Andre]	Space age for ya'll

	That's all, just a little bit of that space age

[Eight]	Yeah did you get that?

[Andre]	Ya'll that was it

[Eight] Dre and Eight, Suave House



[Eightball]

Dig this, I hit the track with unbelievable raps

Fadin' oncomers with that unconceivable crap

We the tip-top playa's flipping real hip-hop

In the drop top we all ballin' non-stop

To the head baby, we keep [edited] don't trip

Think it over baby we toss [edited] so don't slip



[Andre]

Hold it down, Ball



[Eight]

Yeah, Dre, we gotta come real

Let the whole damn world know the whole damn deal

From the mic to the backey to the D-A-3

Eight gotta represent that S-U-A-V-E

D-R-E, chiefin' like a K-C chief

We're the pitter pair, we complete d-mix beats, uh



[1]

Now everybody wanna do what a playa do

But everybody can't do what a playa do

I see you playa

All in the mix right

I see you playa

Yeah, I got my shit tight



Now everybody wanna do what a playa do

But everybody can't do what a playa do

I see you playa

All in the mix right

I see you playa

Yeah, I got my shit tight



[Andre]

From Hummers to a house 

Watching the chief's blow 'em out 

In between Arrowhead and Suave House no doubt

From a playa to a southern play

Ain't no competition 

When our opposition think we slippin

But I ain't trippin'

Catch a plane, switchin' trucks Coup's and Lex

Tone paper stacks, bustin' rhymes with Eight on tracks

Ain't no holdin' us back, doin' our thing on this hip-hop scene

For whatever it's worth, mamma raised me since birth

To shake the earth and be a playa from the streets to the field

And everytime I touch the mic give 'em something they can feel

Like [edited] fantasies coming real in this battlefield

I know you wanna do me but she do too

Everybody can't do what a playa do



[Eight]

That's right, they can't do what a playa do

Big wild and Dre, floppin' this sign, it's on you Chiefs 

Ya knowumsaying? Uh



[Repeat 1]



Don't let the glitter hit your eyes 

And think that we ain't [edited]

I was running [edited] before [edited] knew I could rap

Railroad tracks, the fourty eight tracks and plats'

God blessed me with the knack to hear a track and react

South style, get buck and make the crowd get wild

Livin in a strange universe, real life x-files

Rock bottom from the gutter to a well known brotha

Clipped up [edited] with the flow, straight butta

What up, paper lova, chip gripper, scale tippa'

Verse bitta', flow flippa'

Nobody knows what my twisted mind holds

Mathematics and tactics for platinum flow's, uh



[Repeat 1]



Yeah, you can't do what a playa do

Suave House style, baby

Space Age forever

Eightball and Fat Man

Do Dre, and every deals



[Repeat 1 until fade]