Wrong Playas To F Wit
Original by Ice Cube
Verse 1:
Tim Duncan
Got damn, it's a brand new payback
From the straight gangsta mack in silver and black
How many Dallas Mavericks gotta pay
Went to the rim and dunked on half they face
Mav Fan gotta get pealed
Cause The Playa Ya Love to hate still can Kill at Will
Don't F with Pop cause that sucks
And you bandwagon fans can swing on my nuts
Down wit the playas that I bail out
I'm hall of famer and I didn't have to sell out
F you Tim Duncan, that's what Dallas say
F the Maverickkks, still wit the triple K
Cause you know when my jumper goes pop
it'll bust your head like a watermelon dropped from 12 stories up
Now let's see who'll drop
Punk NBA tryin to ban my shirt top
F Stackhouse and the German man
I'm the one that stand, with my rings in hand
Make sure before you buck wit
ducks quick
Punk, cause I'm the wrong playa to f wit
Verse 2:
Tony Parker
yeah it's on, you better tell 'em
Tony Parker and I'm rolling with the french fried venom
It's the number one crew in the area
Make a move for my crossover and I'll bury ya
Ashes to ashes, dirt to dirt
Points roll when I put in work
cause San Antonio playas are the craziest
And y'all Dallas Mavericks can't fade my ish
North Central, that's where the Spurs dwell
Hittin fools up with a big ass L
Jason Terry can't hold me back
I could wear Sweatshirt, khakis and eat like shaq
Stop givin juice to Dallas
Cause Mark Cuban, never paid us
I hope he wear a vest
It's all about the S-A-N A-N y'all know the rest
Dallas Maverick fools, Dallas Maverick slobs
Do a Dallas Maverick job and choke like the Mav squad
In '06 Tony P grew stronger and bigger
And I'm the wrong playa to f with
One-and-two, ah-three-e-and-ah-four-and..
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Drop an Argentina school beat!
Verse 3:
Manu Ginobili

Like Tim said, it's a brand new payback
Now in '06, let's see who beats the silver and black
Tony P grew a little bit taller
And we know Big Shot be a true Alabama baller
And Mavs can't roll on
Even Mavs dating the benefactor gotta Hold On
Don't let me catch Devin Harris in traffic
I gotta have it, to peel his teeth backwards
I hope he wear a vest too, and his best blue
goin up against The Manu
Break his spine like a jellyfish
Beat his team til I'm smellin it
Off wit the head, off wit the head I say
And watch the devil start kickin
Run around like a chicken, Bill Millers finger lickin
Yo, turn him over wit a spatula
Now we got, Wisconsin Fried playa
Mess with the Gino, you get punked quick
Pig, cause I'm the wrong playa to f with!