Playa Hata lyrics

Artist  : Luniz 
Song : Playa Hata



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featuring Teddy

*(Teddy)*

Why you
wanna.... playa hate on me??
oh hoo hooooo
baby
oh yeahhhhh
eh heyyyy
why you wanna
playa hate on me??

Verse 1
*(Yukmouth)*

Nobody can help him
so
welcome to the land of ski maskes
we
blastes
to bust a couple of caps up in they
weak asses
the dust that's bein kicked
up
an Yuk is down to lick up
do a stick
up
at an Armor truck pick up
then get
tucked,
up out the scenery,
wit
greenery,
stopped up, watch up,
sew the
block up wit creamery,
the cream, I sling, got
fiends on my team,
like a fiend I dream, an
hoes swing on my ding-a-ling,
sumpthin
tremendous,
they spend grip,
endless trips
to Macy's, they trade me,
so playa hataz....
hate me,
I keep the safety off my
four-fifth,
hold it in focus,
fools didn't
used to trip on my dick when I was the
brokest,
but notice, I got a lil mail
now,
cuz everbody bump L-U-N-I-Z like hell
now,
you juss a busta brown an blood you
know,
Chris spreadin faulty rumors around the
Town like Club New Vogue,
really
though.

Chorus *(Teddy)*

Why you
wanna.... playa hate on me?? x2
(Why you playa
hate??!!) x1

Why you wanna.... playa hate
on me?? x2
(Ooohhh!!) x1


Verse 2
*(Knumskull)*

I gots to,
keep my
business to myself,
cuz hataz talk mo than get
shot to spread rumors when it's loaded,
hatin
get yo grill
exploded,
quick,
severed,
the first
thing I heard,
I stole a credit card from
Chris Webber,
I never knew that,
but's
who's that, an next,
I heard them ridin around
smokin crack in the back of my homies Lex,
it
be them broke ass, no cash,
bustaz tryin to
quote.... that's why the Town got rid 'o
$hort,
I think you busta browns need to wise
up,
before we ride up,
stop,
sew up yo
block, an sew them lies up,
once don't
trip,
twice no grip,
three timmesss, will
get you bucked wit the nine,
I thought the
hatin would stop, but the rumors are passin
still,
sounds like that busta that plugged mo
holes than mass appeal,
you need to
stop!!
hatin on,
the C-N-O-T-E, D-R-U, an
the L-U-N-I-Z.

*(chorus)* x4

Break
it down, oh yeah,
fo the Luniz an, they
homies.
I am here to let you know!!
Gotta
think for you.... so leave the Luniz
alone.

Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)*

Let me
tell yo ass a story, yes,
they juss be hatin
to the fullest but you can miss me wit that B.S.
that
you stress,
when you test the young
Hugh Heff,
the tech a spit up,
chest get
lit up,
foo that's a rigg up,

Verse 4
*(Knumskull)*

Now I think the whole world
knows me,
not what they should know,
it's
like rap an sellin crack is all I'm good
for,
hangin in the hood for so long,
I see
why they talk,
bitches,
snitch a bustaz
home.

(Can we talkkkk.... fo a
minute??)

Verse 5
*(Yukmouth)*

You're wrong I won't be
offended,
I be there hand in hand wit the
pencil,
can it all be so simple,
like
Wu-Tang, spit true game, to get pootang,
from
a nimfo.

Verse 6 *(Knumskull)*

Now
I keep sayin,
don't get mad cuz you can't bump
me,
but I'm still gonna spit it,
cuz you
still don't get it,
if it ain't noted, don't
quote it,
hataz when it comes to common sense
you ain't showed it,
I don't
understand!

*(chorus)*