Poppa Was A Playa Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]To m[Dm]y nig[F]ga[Dm]
[Am]Who brought me in this w[Dm]orld
[F]Ha, that's right nigga
My ol' [Am]dad

[Verse 2]
important to the family [Dm]structure,
provider, a God
[F]My moms a queen,
that universal team civil[Am]ized us
My pops maybe was [Dm]late
but always came home
My [F]moms would put us to bed
and she would wait [Am]on
Soon as he walk in the door she [Dm]barking
I turned down the [F]Johnny Carson
Jumped out the bed,
we grabbed both his [Am]legs
Me and my brother,
not [Dm]knowing the pain he gave my mother
[F]Night after night, fighting,
yelling [Dm]at each ot[Am]her
My poppa played the street [Dm]all day,
mama was either [F]home
Or at work, while we played
inside the hallway
[Am]She sacrifices all
she got to [Dm]feed us
When she was [F]alone she cried by the
phone peeping out the window [Am]heated
But still I didn't see [Dm]it,
mama hid it from [F]us
We was kids younger,
'til [Dm]we got bi[Am]gger, on to
Bigger things that we [Dm]knew
what the time was
[F]That daddy was leaving his crib
and my [Am]mom's love

[Verse 3]
Poppa [Am]was [Dm]a playa, playa was in poppa
[F]Poppa loved the ladies,
never [Dm]got enough o[Am]f
The pretty brown round,
[Dm]running round town
[F]"(Sh!) Don't tell your mother
what's [Am]going [Dm]down"[Am]
[Dm]Poppa was [Am]a playa, [Dm]playa was in poppa
[F]Poppa loved the ladies,
never got [Dm]enough [Am]of
The pretty brown round,
[Dm]running round town
[F]"(Sh!) Don't tell your mother
what's going [Dm]down"
So [Am]many kids

[Verse 4]
[Am]I knew,
never knew who [Dm]pop was
That's why I show my [F]pop love
He was still around when I popped [Am]up
He could have left my moms pregnant,
[Dm]shook to death
But stayed, watched me [F]crawl
'til I took my first step
To the first grade, [Am]to my first fistfight
Right be[Dm]hind me he would stand
No mat[F]ter how big or tall,
he made me fight you like a man
[Am]Throw dirt in ya eye, swing my right,
[Dm]scoop your ass and slam
He [F]watched me so I wouldn't get
jumped by shorty's fam
[Am]Roaches of weed all over my [Dm]crib,
him and moms relaxing
[F]Next thing you know he packing,
so [Dm]then I asked him
[Am]"What's this white shit on
that plate and your [Dm]face?
And, Poppa,
why you [F]butt- ass from the waist
And, who's this lady I'm facing?
[Am]Dark skin, you're not my mommy!"
He [Dm]grabbed me up to run some
smooth [F]words by me
Promise me things that he would buy me
If I [Am]kept my mouth closed
and don't tell [Dm]mommy
He said one day I'll [F]understand,
"Little me
What's in you is inside me"
[Am]Poppa

[Verse 5]
was [Dm]a playa, playa was in poppa
[F]Poppa loved the ladies,
never got [Dm]enough [Am]of
The pretty brown round,
[Dm]running round town
[F]"(Sh!) Don't tell your mother
[Dm]what's going [Am]down"[Dm]
Poppa was [Am]a playa, [Dm]playa was in poppa
[F]Poppa loved the ladies,
never got [Dm]enough [Am]of
The pretty brown round,
[Dm]running round town
[F]"(Sh!) Don't tell your mother
what's going [Dm]down"
[Am]Pops told me

[Verse 6]
hold my own
Pops [Dm]told me value home
Could [F]I help it poppa was a rolling stone?
Who loved the pretty [Am]brown round,
outta town bound
[Dm]Trumpet in his jazz band, he [F]touring
At home I play his latest recordings
[Am]And it's strange now how I do my thing n[Dm]ow,
I'm in the game now
In[F]herited his brainpower, to pull
strings and gain [Am]power
From weed habits are the same now
No [Dm]white lines, no trumpets,
just tight rhymes
[F]And beats that be pumpin, 'fore he left,
he taught me something
[Am]A child's young years the most
im[Dm]portant time to be there
That's [F]why he stayed 'til we grew up,
respect is [Dm]still here
[Am]I'm older now,
see what having a [Dm]father's about
One [F]day they can be in your life,
next day, they be out
It's not be[Am]cause of you,
you know the deal
[Dm]Him and your moms feel
[F]If they stay together then
someone will get killed
I love you [Am]still, always will,
'cause [Dm]that's my nigga
Although you [F]felt you was wrong,
I still feel you kid
[Dm]Life [Am]goes on

[Outro 1]
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