A player, only plays for so long, then he's played out

A hustler, only hustles for so long, then he's hustled out

A pimp only pimps for so long, and that's for life

For all the pimps I've known, it's been pimp or die

A whore, a whore only whores for so long, before she's whored out

Put that on this life

To play these games on the field of life

is a very hard game to play on

Yeah put that on somethin

That's so damn flossy like a trip to the tailor, and the parlor

Don't even matter about the dollar

When I hit the streets the whores gon' holler

If dripping wool is gonna shine to blind

Hypnotically to the flow of my pen

It's gonna let you know, that I come to peel with my whore

But somebody's gotta do it, somebody's gotta win at it

Because the game's never gonna stop

Champagne bottles still gonna be popped

Like the players at the top, of their game

like Daz, Kurupt, the Pound

Put that on this life

Yeah, and a girl, can give up that ass for free, for only so long

Then she's labelled a whore, might as well get paid

Cause treasure, is the pleasure that the girl sells all day

Better hit the corner, let's get La-Di-Da-Di

Pay me enough money so I can share it with everybody

Like La-Di-Da-Di, let's go and have this party

Like the Megatron Mack from the year two thousand

Yeah we bringin it back, we bringin it back

Cool we



[Dre] Geyeah, kick some smooth shit