(Car honks)
  Girl  bring yo muthafuckin ass on  I ain't got all day! Come on.
  Muthafucka  don't be rushin me! Here I come  damn!
  (mumbling)
  Damn  always playin and shit  just bring yo muthafuckin ass on. Shit!
  (normal) What's up?
  Shit.
  Oh  well what you wanna do today?
  Nigga  it don't matter as long as you spendin that loot.
  Oh  ain't nothin wrong with that if I got it  you know what I'm
 sayin?
 -Hey, uh, why don't you put this in right quick?
 -Hmm, what's this?
 -This that Dayton Family. Shit, nigga, that shit is tight.
 -What? This bullshit? Get this shit out my car! We ain't playin no
 Dayton
 Family. Naw, they ain't even happenin.
 -Fuck you, nigga. You's a muthafuckin playa hater.
 [Shoestring]
 No playa hatas be at the party cause it's a playa thang
 So pack yo ?bag it? in that wagon, and make that change
 I'm fuckin yo bitch, she suckin my dick, and it feels good
 I'm hittin that wood like you should when you leave the hood
 I'm in yo house, fuckin yo bitch, she's lovin this ghetto cock
 You slip and slide, I be hittin em with this demon drop
 You perpetrate me, playa hate me, bitch, I started you
 I brung you in this bitch, and now he switch, he wasn't true
 I.D.'s a snitch, who rolled back on that liquor store
 To the click that snitched on Matt, betta watch yo back cause you got
 to go
 Quit shakin my hand and understand that you're my enemy
 Didn't hang with you then, don't hang with you now, but you pretend to
 be
 My fuckin nigga, the bigger the body the bigger the hole in fall
 I'm pullin the trigga on the nigga there's no need to stall
 So if you run up you'll get gunned up by this quiet nigga
 Shoestring won't buy it, nigga, so don't you try it nigga
 Walk in the club ready to buck with any playa hation
 You catchin a bullet in yo stomach is the situation
 Knockin out yo wind, I'm so high I see a fuckin kite
 Gotta get yo goods, gotta get yo goods then I'm outta sight
 Used to be my niggaz, but you niggaz wanna playa hate me
 Comin out your ??? is the muthafuckin A-V-E
 Mo bounce than a woofer, spit mo game than a nigga, sugar
 Betta ask that hooker, I get snotty as a fuckin booger
 Nosy as blow, cold as snow, in this pimpin game
 Bustas be lame, got you bitches fiendin for that cane
 My shit is pro and good to go, call me a Dayton rater
 No love for hoes, cause they some muthafuckin playa haters.
 Chorus (4X): My shit is pro and good to go, call me a Dayton rater
 (Player hated, player hated)
 [Ghetto E]
 Playa hation, this is the situation that I'm up against
 These niggaz be hollerin my name, I'm bootin that cane and that's
 evidence
 What I done is what you do, you lived off ramp, you wasn't true
 Now your spittin villians, run around town, and then I fucked your boo
 You niggaz love playa hatin, suckin dick from state to state
 Now you wanna snitch on gangstas, bitch, cause you got caught with
 weight
 Witness to a murder, you ain't heard, shut yo mouth when a killa's
 talkin
 Got caught with a key, turned F-E-D and now yo ass is walkin
 Rats want they cheese F-E-Ds had some scent degrees
 You get demolished, fuck your college, bitch, don't fuck with G's
 Quote of the law, but you done saw a ho and cashed a check
 Wanna send me up, and pen me up like I'm a fuckin pet
 P-L to the A-Y-E-R-H-A-T to the fuckin E
 You said we're done, your family's over, you're blind and we can see
 The facts of life are that you're jealous of these Dayton fellas
 No one can trail us, you're rebellious, that's what ya tell us
 I peeped your game, you're poor and ain't got shit to do
 You left a clue, your ho said you ain't like my crew
 I played you off, now fuckin your ho, this week she bout me gators
 Wearin your suit, my brother's boots so fuck you player haters
 Chorus (4X) [Yo, my nigga ???, niggaz be playa hatin with two.]
 [They gon really playa hate us now, ya'll. Check it out.]
 [Esham]
 Man, why these punk ass niggaz be player hatin?
 I be gettin my slang on down on Dayton
 Me and Shoestring, doin our thing
 Blunt smoke in back seat, ridin limousine
 See a been a millionaire since ninety-one
 Unholy Esham, I'm my mama's son
 All you rappers out there sayin you in gold
 But ain't got shit to show for the records you sold
 I.D. told me let a ho be a ho
 Niggaz hate you got paid, they playa hatin you so
 Fuck them niggaz, they gon die and nobody'll show
 At they ho ass funeral, cause only you'll know
 Niggaz get paid when they stay true to the game
 Fuck them hoes and get the money, steady fuckin the fame
 See me and Ghetto E kinda feel the same,
 All ya'll playa hatin niggaz out there no ya'll name
 And ya'll some playa haters
 Chorus (4X