[featuring esham] 
(car honks) 
 girl  bring yo muthafuckin ass on  i ain't got all day! come on. 
 muthafucka  don't be rushin me! here i come  damn! 
 (mumbling) 
 damn  always playin and shit  just bring yo muthafuckin ass on. shit! 
 (normal) what's up? 
 shit. 
 oh  well what you wanna do today? 
 nigga  it don't matter as long as you spendin that loot. 
 oh  ain't nothin wrong with that if i got it  you know what i'm 
Sayin? 
-hey, uh, why don't you put this in right quick? 
-hmm, what's this? 
-this that dayton family. shit, nigga, that shit is tight. 
-what? this bullshit? get this shit out my car! we ain't playin no 
Dayton 
Family. naw, they ain't even happenin. 
-fuck you, nigga. you's a muthafuckin playa hater. 
[shoestring] 
No playa hatas be at the party cause it's a playa thang 
So pack yo ?bag it? in that wagon, and make that change 
I'm fuckin yo bitch, she suckin my dick, and it feels good 
I'm hittin that wood like you should when you leave the hood 
I'm in yo house, fuckin yo bitch, she's lovin this ghetto cock 
You slip and slide, i be hittin em with this demon drop 
You perpetrate me, playa hate me, bitch, i started you 
I brung you in this bitch, and now he switch, he wasn't true 
I.d.'s a snitch, who rolled back on that liquor store 
To the click that snitched on matt, betta watch yo back cause you got 
To go 
Quit shakin my hand and understand that you're my enemy 
Didn't hang with you then, don't hang with you now, but you pretend to 
Be 
My fuckin nigga, the bigger the body the bigger the hole in fall 
I'm pullin the trigga on the nigga there's no need to stall 
So if you run up you'll get gunned up by this quiet nigga 
Shoestring won't buy it, nigga, so don't you try it nigga 
Walk in the club ready to buck with any playa hation 
You catchin a bullet in yo stomach is the situation 
Knockin out yo wind, i'm so high i see a fuckin kite 
Gotta get yo goods, gotta get yo goods then i'm outta sight 
Used to be my niggaz, but you niggaz wanna playa hate me 
Comin out your ??? is the muthafuckin a-v-e 
Mo bounce than a woofer, spit mo game than a nigga, sugar 
Betta ask that hooker, i get snotty as a fuckin booger 
Nosy as blow, cold as snow, in this pimpin game 
Bustas be lame, got you bitches fiendin for that cane 
My shit is pro and good to go, call me a dayton rater 
No love for hoes, cause they some muthafuckin playa haters. 
Chorus (4x): my shit is pro and good to go, call me a dayton rater 
(player hated, player hated) 
[ghetto e] 
Playa hation, this is the situation that i'm up against 
These niggaz be hollerin my name, i'm bootin that cane and that's 
Evidence 
What i done is what you do, you lived off ramp, you wasn't true 
Now your spittin villians, run around town, and then i fucked your boo 
You niggaz love playa hatin, suckin dick from state to state 
Now you wanna snitch on gangstas, bitch, cause you got caught with 
Weight 
Witness to a murder, you ain't heard, shut yo mouth when a killa's 
Talkin 
Got caught with a key, turned f-e-d and now yo ass is walkin 
Rats want they cheese f-e-ds had some scent degrees 
You get demolished, fuck your college, bitch, don't fuck with g's 
Quote of the law, but you done saw a ho and cashed a check 
Wanna send me up, and pen me up like i'm a fuckin pet 
P-l to the a-y-e-r-h-a-t to the fuckin e 
You said we're done, your family's over, you're blind and we can see 
The facts of life are that you're jealous of these dayton fellas 
No one can trail us, you're rebellious, that's what ya tell us 
I peeped your game, you're poor and ain't got shit to do 
You left a clue, your ho said you ain't like my crew 
I played you off, now fuckin your ho, this week she bout me gators 
Wearin your suit, my brother's boots so fuck you player haters 
Chorus (4x) [yo, my nigga ???, niggaz be playa hatin with two.] 
[they gon really playa hate us now, ya'll. check it out.] 
[esham] 
Man, why these punk ass niggaz be player hatin? 
I be gettin my slang on down on dayton 
Me and shoestring, doin our thing 
Blunt smoke in back seat, ridin limousine 
See a been a millionaire since ninety-one 
Unholy esham, i'm my mama's son 
All you rappers out there sayin you in gold 
But ain't got shit to show for the records you sold 
I.d. told me let a ho be a ho 
Niggaz hate you got paid, they playa hatin you so 
Fuck them niggaz, they gon die and nobody'll show 
At they ho ass funeral, cause only you'll know 
Niggaz get paid when they stay true to the game 
Fuck them hoes and get the money, steady fuckin the fame 
See me and ghetto e kinda feel the same, 
All ya'll playa hatin niggaz out there no ya'll name 
And ya'll some playa haters 
Chorus (4x)