Lyrics:

(rappin' 4-tay) You see you never talk down on a player I spray a to break to your knees You best to say a prayer Cause funk been a part of my life ever since the starting gate Remember me and my nigga $hort dog way back in '88 Broke them bitches down with some sexual healing And man the town ain't been the same and dont fight the feeling But now you new boy Started off in this game on a accident Copied another nigga's style Punk don't let this rap shit get you broke off Cause see it's potent like that ain't right Find a maiden name for yourself but don't believe the hype Fool who you think i was the dope of your producer If it wasn't for them dogs and them hogs you wouldn't have a future Now let me add that i could never be scarier Rappin' fo' wanna raise off in that bay area Stickin' to dat ass like a hot bowl of grits Hits on top of hits who you think started this shit Chorus: Never talk down on a playa Unless you ready to be straight layed where there's a hater Save a bitch in a minute for a nut Its the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, nigga (x2) (short dog) It's going down right now California mackin at its best Somethin' for my niggas on the grind from the west Cali is my home but its just like yours Niggas love to get money while dey fuck dey whores Hit all the parties and do the same old shit Bitches gettin' broke cuz the game don't quit I had a flash back it was the oakland raiders at the colliseum we ain't Nuttin' but playas Diamonds glistenin' hoes whistlin' Bitches know my name cuz its a natural thing I had to bend da corna Really didnt bone her Punk yooz a gona-aca