A player, only plays for so long, then he's played out
 A hustler, only hustles for so long, then he's hustled out
 A pimp only pimps for so long, and that's for life
 For all the pimps I've known, it's been pimp or die
 A whore, a whore only whores for so long, before she's whored out
 Put that on this life
 To play these games on the field of life
 is a very hard game to play on
 Yeah put that on somethin
 That's so damn flossy like a trip to the tailor, and the parlor
 Don't even matter about the dollar
 When I hit the streets the whores gon' holler
 If dripping wool is gonna shine to blind
 Hypnotically to the flow of my pen
 It's gonna let you know, that I come to peel with my whore
 But somebody's gotta do it, somebody's gotta win at it
 Because the game's never gonna stop
 Champagne bottles still gonna be popped
 Like the players at the top, of their game
 like Daz, Kurupt, the Pound
 Put that on this life
 Yeah, and a girl, can give up that ass for free, for only so long
 Then she's labelled a whore, might as well get paid
 Cause treasure, is the pleasure that the girl sells all day
 Better hit the corner, let's get La-Di-Da-Di
 Pay me enough money so I can share it with everybody
 Like La-Di-Da-Di, let's go and have this party
 Like the Megatron Mack from the year two thousand
 Yeah we bringin it back, we bringin it back
 Cool we
 [Dre] Geyeah, kick some smooth shit