Suckas Do What They Can

[ 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 [Dm7]suckers, bitch, I'm a hustler
For the last 12 years I could never get enough of
That cash, I keep it in my [A]jeans, bitch
Have you [A7ever 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 [C7]the a, stɾaight from the bay
I'm still mackin bitches everyday, anyway
And if you [A7don't like [F]it, I don't give a f*ck
I'ma still let my [A]top down and [Bm]turn this shit up
Nothin half on [C7]my [A]business, keep gettin paid
If niggas stick together, maybe [Am]we'll live to [C7]see the day
When everybody keep ballin like [F]me and [Bm]my [A]folks
Let these gold-diggin bitches count my [A]spokes
Short dog in the house

[ chorus: ɾoger tɾoutman ]
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, ɾeal playaz)
No time for [Dm7]stɾugglin
(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 ɾanger ɾover, mob, thrustin this out my [A]car
Shit better be [Am]hard, ghetto [C7]celebrity star
Smoke 'dro out of jelly jars
Boss to [C7]be [Am]fraud, catch me at the telly with broads
Havin ménage-? tɾois, x-ed out on [C7]the celly with todd
"short dog, what's up? " he told me ɾoger tɾoutman passed
I hollered, my [A]shit about to [C7]crash
Copped a block of hash, an ounce of grass
Damn! poppin crystal, poured me a glass
Then poured the whole ɾest of the bottle out on [C7]the flo' for [Dm7]yo' ass
This's for [Dm7]my [A]nigga ɾoger, 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 [Bm]busta niggas do what you're doin
I went from ɾags to [C7]ɾiches, bagged bitches, jags and [Bm]6's
To droppin a solo album that's sellin more than the last shit did
I got [Fm7]the stɾeets and [Bm]ave's addicted
? ? ? swiss accounts, drunk as f*ck in the stɾetch narrow stɾippers

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 [Dm7]stɾugglin
(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 [C7]the ounce to [C7]short dog and [Bm]ɾoger tɾoutman
Yukmouth, we thugged out for [Dm7]the money and [Bm]all [Em]the power
Real niggas do what they want to, suckers do what the f*ck they can
Self-ma-made-mu-muthafuckin-man
Poppin my [A]collar, li-livin the hustler's dream
Ballers fiend for [Dm7]cream, pockets bust out the seams
Franklin and [Bm]grant is my [A]dogs, I die for [Dm7]em
(die for [Dm7]em) see-cry, lie, ɾide for [Dm7]em [A](ride for [Dm7]em)
Nigga, I know you [A7heard it through the grapevine
I was [Am7]out here doin it way too live
Doin way too much, I'm tɾyin to [C7]touch 40 million [C7]bucks
And flip a jet with some ? ? ? , about 14
Flop through your hood, bumpin this shit, smokin sticky green
Thugs be [Am]hustlin, muggin and [Bm]puttin muscle in
No time for [Dm7]stɾugglin, keep your mind on [C7]bubblin
You can't see me through websites, but I still got [Fm7]'computer love'
For my [A]nigga ɾoger tɾoutman, cause he was [Am7]ɾidin with ɾeal 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 [Dm7]stɾugglin
(westside, nigga)
Real playaz do what they want to
(immortalized)
Suckaz do what they can
(for [Dm7]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 ɾeal playa, baby
Yeeeaaah
You gotta keep on
Don't you [A7know
Don't you [A7know you [A7better watch yourself
You better watch yourself
You better watch yourself
You know you [A7got [Fm7]to [C7]be...
Yeah
Don't you [A7be [Am]tɾippin in em [A]stɾeets, nigga
Don't you [A7be [Am]tɾippin in em [A]stɾeets, nigga
Spice 1 gon' tell you [A7how it's ɾeally goin' down
Yeah

Real playa
Playa
Playa
Playa...