Don't Hate The Playa Lyrics - 7th Deadly Sin - Ice T

(Intro: Too $hort) 

Yeah man we just sittin' back, chillin' 

Bunch of players listenin' to the seventh deadly sin 

Short dawg is doin' his thing with my nigga Ice-T 

Don't fake the funk 

(Ice-T) 

Ice-T baby, this goes out to all you haters out there 

Actin' like a brother done did somethin' wrong 

cause he got his game tight 

Don't hate the player, hate the game 

(Chorus: Ice-T) 

Don't hate the player, hate the game 

Niggas, sharpen your aim 

Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame 

Some come up, some get done up, except the twist 

If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk 

(Ice-T) 

Sometimes I get illy, cock back the nine-milli 

I choose not to bust, smack your punk-ass silly 

Just bought a crib, it cost two-point-five milli 

Swimming pool in my livin' room, I guess I'ma willy 

I don't get high, so I don't split the phillies 

Niggas say they gonna kill me and I say: "Oh really?" 

Hit my Kawazakie I pull off on a willy 

This is straight-lace pimpin', I know you hoes feel me 

I come through - make your whole club petrol 

You might as well let go, I blast, make the whole cub echo 

You don't really wannna test an L.A. vet though 

Most of my crews' on Death Row - the REAL!! 

Quick with the trigger, nice with the steel 

Step into the kill zone caps get peeled 

You WHACK!! you lookin' for a record deal 

Bow down, on second thought punk bitch kneel 

(Chorus: Ice-T) 

Don't hate the player, hate the game 

Niggas, sharpen your aim 

Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame 

Some come up, some get done up, except the twist 

If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk 

Don't hate the player, hate the game 

Niggas, sharpen your aim 

Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame 

Some come up, some get done up, except the twist 

If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk 

(Ice-T) 

Don't hate, cause my game's much, tighter than yours 

My girls, finer than yours 

My jewels shine, brighter than yours 

You look me dead in my face 

then you act like you don't see me 

You want to be me, you hate my motherfuckin' guts 

Lickin' nuts - what's the deal? 

It's a level playin' field, my games' against yours, hustlin' wars 

Roll the dice, risk your motherfuckin' life 

Bank rolls and low hoes, anything goes 

Ridin' rolls in a week, clap a nigga who speaks 

I'm suceedin', in tryin' to keep from bleedin' in the lane 

Crystal Meth, F.C.C., and Crack, Cocaine 

Got a nigga tryin' to figure out the best route 

I got cops in my rear view too, but I'll shoot 

Every bitch I meet is fuckin' up to somethin' 

Take a nigga to the crib lay him down and start dumpin' 

Gat pumpin', they'll kill your ass for a G 

Hate the game motherfucker don't hate me 

(Chorus: Ice-T) 

Don't hate the player, hate the game 

Niggas, sharpen your aim 

Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame 

Some come up, some get done up, except the twist 

If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk 

(Ice-T) 

Yo, my name will sell better than rap like the ?Acropalis? 

Suckers might as well step back, there ain't no stoppin' this 

Whack magazines who tried and tried to toppen this 

I still got more Lexus' and gators on my shoppin' list 

Make a fist, take your best shot, bet you drop it kid 

Hit more licks than you and never caught a bid 

Make the whole world go crazy, they said about the pig 

Bald-headed hoes step back, bitch go and cop a wig 

When I do a show, best believe it drop 

Every night I got my straps, best believe they cocked 

Some bitch talks crazy, then that bitch gets socked 

If a man steps up, then he too gets dropped 

Fuck the cops, I'm still foldin' fat knots 

Catch me on the weekend, floatin' my yacht 

Say Ice kick some game and I'll teach you a lot 

Knock your bitch no matter how hard your block 

(Chorus: Ice-T) 

Don't hate the player, hate the game 

Niggas, sharpen your aim 

Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame 

Some come up, some get done up, except the twist 

If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk 

Don't hate the player, hate the game 

Niggas, sharpen your aim 

Every baller on the streets is searchin' fortune and fame 

Some come up, some get done up, except the twist 

If you out for mega cheddar, you got to go high risk 

(Outro: Ice-T) 

I don't know why a player want to hate T 

I didn't choose the game, the game chose me