Suckas Do What They Can Lyrics - Spice 1

[ intro: roger troutman ] 

Spice 1 

Too $hort, yup 

Said I'm a real playa, yeah 

Real playa 

Playa 

Playa... 

[ verse 1: too $hort ] 

Whoever try to buy a new benz, spend money on your friends 

Order up some shit with a pocket full of ends 

Ain't no sympathy for suckers, bitch, I'm a hustler 

For the last 12 years I could never get enough of 

That cash, I keep it in my jeans, bitch 

Have you ever seen it? a big pile of green shit? 

When I spend it, bitch, I'm the man 

I do what I want, suckers do what they can 

That's why I moved to the a, straight from the bay 

I'm still mackin bitches everyday, anyway 

And if you don't like it, I don't give a fuck 

I'ma still let my top down and turn this shit up 

Nothin half on my business, keep gettin paid 

If niggas stick together, maybe we'll live to see the day 

When everybody keep ballin like me and my folks 

Let these gold-diggin bitches count my spokes 

Short dog in the house 

[ chorus: roger troutman ] 

Real playaz do what they want to 

(real playaz) 

Suckaz do what they can 

(ha-ha, ha-ha-ha) (what they can do) 

Real playaz do what they want to 

(yeah, real playaz) 

No time for strugglin 

(real playaz, ha-ha-ha) 

Real playaz do what they want to 

(short dog) 

Suckaz do what they can 

(yukmouth) (yukmeezy) (thugged out) (fo' sheezy) 

Real playaz do what they want to 

Real thugz gon' hustlin 

[ verse 2: yukmouth ] 

Hop in the ranger rover, mob, thrustin this out my car 

Shit better be hard, ghetto celebrity star 

Smoke 'dro out of jelly jars 

Boss to be fraud, catch me at the telly with broads 

Havin ménage-? trois, x-ed out on the celly with todd 

"short dog, what's up? " he told me roger troutman passed 

I hollered, my shit about to crash 

Copped a block of hash, an ounce of grass 

Damn! poppin crystal, poured me a glass 

Then poured the whole rest of the bottle out on the flo' for yo' ass 

This's for my nigga roger, the godfather of futuristic funk 

Here's the ganja, get it crunk 

Twist the skunk, hit it once 

And keep that shit movin and 

Thug niggas do what they want to, and busta niggas do what you're doin 

I went from rags to riches, bagged bitches, jags and 6's 

To droppin a solo album that's sellin more than the last shit did 

I got the streets and ave's addicted 

? ? ? swiss accounts, drunk as fuck in the stretch narrow strippers 

Real playaz do what they want to 

(real playaz) 

Suckaz do what they can 

(real playaz) 

Real playaz do what they want to 

(plow!) 

No time for strugglin 

(ha-ha-ha-ha, thugged out, fool) 

Real playaz do what they want to 

(real playaz) 

Suckaz do what they can 

(check it out, nigga) 

Real playaz do what they want to 

(plow!) 

Real thugz gon' hustlin 

[ verse 3: spice 1 ] 

I've come from more bounce to the ounce to short dog and roger troutman 

Yukmouth, we thugged out for the money and all the power 

Real niggas do what they want to, suckers do what the fuck they can 

Self-ma-made-mu-muthafuckin-man 

Poppin my collar, li-livin the hustler's dream 

Ballers fiend for cream, pockets bust out the seams 

Franklin and grant is my dogs, I die for em 

(die for em) see-cry, lie, ride for em (ride for em) 

Nigga, I know you heard it through the grapevine 

I was out here doin it way too live 

Doin way too much, I'm tryin to touch 40 million bucks 

And flip a jet with some ? ? ? , about 14 

Flop through your hood, bumpin this shit, smokin sticky green 

Thugs be hustlin, muggin and puttin muscle in 

No time for strugglin, keep your mind on bubblin 

You can't see me through websites, but I still got 'computer love' 

For my nigga roger troutman, cause he was ridin with real thugs 

Nigga 

Real playaz do what they want to 

(immortalized) 

Suckaz do what they can 

(real thugs) 

Real playaz do what they want to 

(real playaz) 

No time for strugglin 

(westside, nigga) 

Real playaz do what they want to 

(immortalized) 

Suckaz do what they can 

(for life 

Check it out, nigga) 

Real playaz do what they want to 

(plow!) 

Real thugz gon' hustlin 

(westside) 

Real playaz 

(immortalized) 

Real playaz 

Real playaz 

Baby, baby, baby 

Ooh yeah 

Spice 1's a real playa, baby 

Yeeeaaah 

You gotta keep on 

Don't you know 

Don't you know you better watch yourself 

You better watch yourself 

You better watch yourself 

You know you got to be... 

Yeah 

Don't you be trippin in em streets, nigga 

Don't you be trippin in em streets, nigga 

Spice 1 gon' tell you how it's really goin' down 

Yeah 

Real playa 

Playa 

Playa 

Playa...