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"What's happenin'? You need to take it inside Take what inside? You're disturbing the peace Yeah yeah, I done got too big to be hoppin' Over barbed wire fences, right? But I had this one broad She was so damn sprung she use What? Uhh, and ahh, and a VHS camera And a VHS camera I promise you playboy It was somethin' serious, felt so damn good Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo Slangin' llello, to get my mail See a lot of people don't know The legendary status of which I come from Old school like Cab Calloway Right Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo Slangin' llello, to get my mail See a lot of people don't know The legendary status of which I come from Old school like Cab Calloway Right Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do Been a hustler since birth, mama sellin' dubs in church Red-handed, caught me stealin' money our her purse Got branded, permanent whip scars on my back 'Cause I used to get beat, with racing car tracks But now me got wealth, holdin' a conference call on my Hands free car telephone lookin' like I'm talkin' to myself Shootin' the breeze cuttin' it up real smooth like Choppin' it up like two business men Talkin' about it, by the way B What we doin' this week on SoundScan? If I ain't in Japan, I'm in the Valley Or maybe next door in Gary Payton bowling alley Or maybe at the shootin' range, me and Banks Or on the golf course, with Merton Hanks Or we lay in the sun, give me my propers With a beat that's out of this world, lookin' down on doctors Sippin' on the porch, watchin' my kids play basketball In the backyard on a 40 by 63 foot long sports court Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo Slangin' llello, to get my mail See a lot of people don't know The legendary status of which I come from Old school like Cab Calloway Right Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do Business spot up in the wilderness, coyotes and wild boars [Unverified] days like this were made strictly for outdoors Twenty inch gold super Bravos on my [unverified] everybody ain't poor To be blessed with success with an independent-ass record label Check it out, marbles, I got the game from my Uncle Saint Thomas Used to bank across the street at Wells Fargo But now it's Merrill Lynch And just think, I used to sit the bench I remember gettin' chased by the cops, had to get my stomach pumped Full of a quarter ounce of rocks, late afternoon Probably waitin' for me outside of Vallejo Kaiser Permanente Emergency room with glocks, ready to ride And hang me to death, somehow I managed to make my escape through The back of the cafeteria by the vending machine department quickly Found myself runnin' through the Friendship Apartment Complex Over there by the railroad tracks, around the corner from the People's Continuation High School Somewhere off in the lights, behind Je-nai's Liquor ooh Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo Slangin' llello, to get my mail See a lot of people don't know The legendary status of which I come from Old school like Cab Calloway Right Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do Get my mail, check it out, dope game ain't goin' Now it seems the, white-collared crimes, are hookin' up phones "Charlie Hustle, I got a few homies, I'm doing a compilation Should I go with [unverified]" I tell em, "Hell yeah, that's a done deal", drew them off the hinges [Unverified] them did my cover and my bus benches Game warrior invested, worldwide sick-wid-it clique, independent chips Lay that down, lay that down, that's what I'm sayin' I'm gonna tell you it's cool, 'cause your playa partner Take his other money right, and then he'll sit up here And he'll take it then he'll say, "Hold on main" Let me handle some phone booths Let me get off into the business, dealers, ballers Let me get off into the florist business, Beamers, barbershops Get into commercial lots Merchants, whatever fertilizes the right way of livin' You dig what I'm sayin' man? Ay look Playboy, I look at myself and I say, "Hold on main" Lemme see what's down, lemme translate it Lemme translate it into some marbles Lemme liquidate my revenues You understand what I'm sayin' 40-Watermelon Ay, but look here, I'm here to sprinkle my Godzilla brawler playboy potnas untouchable Mafia game warriors to adjust to the situations That goes down in they life, I ain't playin' wit it man Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo Slangin' llello, to get my mail See a lot of people don't know The legendary status of which I come from Old school like Cab Calloway Right Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do There's too many jealous brothers in this game I can't stand the same, I gotta mine Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo Slangin' llello, to get my mail See a lot of people don't know The legendary status of which I come from Old school like Cab Calloway Right Hot damn, I taught him his thang he do I gotta get my money on Don't wanna go, don't wanna go Back to the game, hey "