Playa Hata
Luniz Lyrics


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Why you wanna playa hate on me?
Oh baby
Oh yeah
Why you wanna playa hate on me?

Nobody can help him, so welcome to the land of ski masses
We blasts-es and bust a couple of caps up in them weak asses
The dust that's bein' kicked up, and Yuk is down to lick up
Do a stick up at an armored truck pick up
Then get up, up out the scenery with greenery
Stopped up, watch up, sew the block up with creamery
The cream, I bling, got fiends on my team
Like Hakeem the dream and hoes swing on my ding-a-ling
Somethin' tremendous, they spend grip, endless trips to Macy's
They drape me, so playa haters hate me
I keep the safety off my four-fifth, hold it in focus
Fools didn't used to trip all on my dick when I was the brokest
But, notice I got a little mail now
'Cause everybody bump L-U-N-I-Z like hell now
You just a busta brown and blood you know
Chris spreadin' faulty rumors around the town like Club Nouveau
Really though?

Why you wanna playa hate on me?
Why you wanna playa hate on me?
(Why you playa hate on me?)
Why you wanna playa hate on me?
Why you wanna playa hate on me?

I gots to, keep my business to myself
'Cause haters talk mo' lip than get shot
To spread rumors when they loaded
Hatin' to get yo' grill exploded, quick, severed
The first thing I heard, I stole a credit card from Chris Webber
I never knew that, but who's that, and next?
I heard them ridin' around smokin' crack
In the back of my homie's Lex
It be them broke ass, no cash, busters tryin' to quote
That's why the Town got rid of $hort
I think you busta browns need to wise up
Before we ride up, stop, sew up yo' block and sew them lies up
Once, don't trip, twice, roll thick
Three times, I'll get you bucked with the nine
I thought the hatin' would stop, but the rumors are passin' still
Sounds like that busta that plugged mo' holes than mass appeal
You need to stop, hatin' on
The C-N-O-T-E, D-R-U, and the L-U-N-I-Z

Why you wanna playa hate on me?
(Why you play, playa hate on me?)
Why you wanna playa hate on me?
Why you wanna playa hate on me?
(Hate on me, yeah)
Why you wanna playa hate on me?

Break it down, oh yeah
For the Luniz and their homies
I am here to let you know
Got a thing for you, so Luniz flow flow

Let me tell yo' ass a story, yes
They just be hatin' to the fullest
But you can miss me with that B.S. that you stress
When you test the young Hugh Hef'
The tech spit up, chest get lit up, foo' that's a rig up
Now I think the whole world knows me
Not what they should know
It's like rap and sellin' crack is what I'm good for
Hangin' in the hood for so long
I see why they talk, bitches snitch and bustas home
(Can we talk, for a minute??)
Yo' broad want me up in it
I be there hand in hand and in the Pinto
Can it all be so simple
Like Wu-Tang, they spit true game
To get pootang from a nympho
Now I keep sayin', don't get mad because you can't bump me
But I'm still gonna spit it 'cause you still don't get it
If it ain't noted, don't quote it
Haters when it came to common sense, you ain't showed it
I don't understand!

Why you wanna playa hate on me?
(Playas gonna play, why you wanna hate?)
Why you wanna playa hate on me?
(Hate on me, yeah)
Why you wanna playa hate on me?
(Why you wanna play, playa hate on me)
Why you wanna playa hate on me?





Why you wanna playa hate on me?
Why you wanna playa hate on me?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Luniz's song Playa Hata talk about the issue of haters within the music industry. The first verse states that no one can help the haters, and they are welcome in the land of skis where weakasses get their caps bust. The lyrics suggest that people are envious and jealous of the singer's success, represented in the line "I got a little mail now" and the mention of endless trips to Macy's. The singer then talks about how people spread rumors about him, like stealing a credit card from Chris Webber or smoking crack in the back of a homie's lex. The chorus repeatedly asks why people would hate on the singer, and the final verse talks about how it doesn't make sense to hate on the Luniz and their homies.


Line by Line Meaning

Why you wanna playa hate on me?
Asking why someone is hating on the singer


Nobody can help him, so welcome to the land of ski masses
No one can help the singer, so they have to deal with the harsh realities of the world


We blasts-es and bust a couple of caps up in them weak asses
The singer and their crew use weapons to take down their enemies


Do a stick up at an armored truck pick up
Committing an armed robbery on an armored truck


Then get up, up out the scenery with greenery
Leave the area quickly and safely with the stolen money


Stopped up, watch up, sew the block up with creamery
Take control of the block and make money through drug dealing


The cream, I bling, got fiends on my team
The singer makes a lot of money and has a loyal crew of drug addicts


Like Hakeem the dream and hoes swing on my ding-a-ling
Women are attracted to the artist and his money


Somethin' tremendous, they spend grip, endless trips to Macy's
The women spend a lot of money shopping and going on trips with the artist


They drape me, so playa haters hate me
The artist's success and wealth attract haters


I keep the safety off my four-fifth, hold it in focus
The singer carries a gun for protection and is always alert


Fools didn't used to trip all on my dick when I was the brokest
People didn't pay attention to the artist before they became successful


But, notice I got a little mail now
The singer has gained some money and success


'Cause everybody bump L-U-N-I-Z like hell now
The singer and their music are very popular now


You just a busta brown and blood you know
The singer is insulting their haters


Chris spreadin' faulty rumors around the town like Club Nouveau
Someone named Chris is spreading false rumors about the artist like a gossip magazine


I gots to, keep my business to myself
The artist needs to keep their personal life private to avoid haters


'Cause haters talk mo' lip than get shot
Haters talk a lot but are not willing to engage in violence


To spread rumors when they loaded
Haters spread rumors when they are under the influence of drugs/alcohol


It be them broke ass, no cash, busters tryin' to quote
Broke people without money are trying to criticize the artist


That's why the Town got rid of $hort
The artist mentions that someone named $hort was kicked out of town for similar behavior


I think you busta browns need to wise up
The artist is advising their haters to be smarter


Before we ride up, stop, sew up yo' block and sew them lies up
The singer and their crew will take control of the block and stop the lies


Once, don't trip, twice, roll thick
The first time the artist is insulted by their haters, they ignore it. The second time, they will take action


I thought the hatin' would stop, but the rumors are passin' still
The singer thought the haters would stop but they continue to spread rumors


You need to stop, hatin' on
The singer is telling their haters to stop hating on them


The C-N-O-T-E, D-R-U, and the L-U-N-I-Z
The singer is representing their crew of friends and musicians


For the Luniz and their homies
The song is for the artist and their friends


Got a thing for you, so Luniz flow flow
The artist is saying that they have a message for their haters


Let me tell yo' ass a story, yes
The singer is about to tell a story


They just be hatin' to the fullest
The haters are full of hate and criticism


But you can miss me with that B.S. that you stress
The artist does not want to hear the haters' lies and criticism


When you test the young Hugh Hef'
The artist is comparing themselves to Hugh Hefner, who was successful with women


The tech spit up, chest get lit up, foo' that's a rig up
The artist will retaliate with violence if someone tries to shoot them


Now I think the whole world knows me
The singer is very well-known now


Not what they should know
The public does not know about the artist's true personality or situation


It's like rap and sellin' crack is what I'm good for
The singer is reflecting on society's stereotypes about their profession: rapping or selling drugs


Hangin' in the hood for so long
The singer has been living in their neighborhood for a long time


I see why they talk, bitches snitch and bustas home
The singer understands why haters talk about them due to gossip and people who reveal secrets


Yo' broad want me up in it
Women are attracted to the artist


I be there hand in hand and in the Pinto
The artist will be with the woman and ride in a Pinto car


Can it all be so simple
The singer wants things to be easy and smooth


Like Wu-Tang, they spit true game
The Wu-Tang Clan (rap group) is known for telling the truth


To get pootang from a nympho
The artist is trying to have sex with a promiscuous woman


Now I keep sayin', don't get mad because you can't bump me
The artist warns the haters not to get angry because they cannot compete with them


If it ain't noted, don't quote it
The artist is telling people not to spread rumors or quotes about them unless they are confirmed


Haters when it came to common sense, you ain't showed it
The haters do not have common sense and are not using it in their criticisms


I don't understand!
The artist is confused as to why people hate them




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Eugene "chuckii" Booker, Gerald Levert, C.j. Anthony, Bobby (usa 2) Caldwell, Alfons Fernando Kettner, Jerold Ellis, Garrick Husbands, Shon Adams, Mark Ogleton

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Rampage

The dust that's bein' kicked up, and Yuk is down to lick up
Do a stick up at an armored truck pick up
Then get up, up out the scenery with greenery
Stopped up, watch up, sew the block up with creamery
The cream, I bling, got fiends on my team
Like Hakeem the dream and hoes swing on my ding-a-ling
Somethin' tremendous, they spend grip, endless trips to Macy's
They drape me, so playa haters hate me
I keep the safety off my four-fifth, hold it in focus
Fools didn't used to trip all on my dick when I was the brokest
But, notice I got a little mail now

#MyFavoritePart
#19Naughty5



All comments from YouTube:

MixOfArt

I believe this was the very first rap song about "haters". Truly a classic. And maybe actually made the term "hater" mainstream.

OAK 🎶 Underground

fa sho

Daniel Silva

THIZ ONEZ FOR ALL THE PLAYERHATERZ IN THE WHOLE WORLD

Diaspora Returnee

My favourite haters song; Stop Hatin' by Master P (Ghetto D album)

Capt johnson

@Diaspora Returnee  how do hating get started its started by the jealous people and they get mad cause the things you have and the things they'll never have. Tell me if you hustle I really ain't hard to get. You can get yours I got mine but stay out my mix. I heard you spreading rumors I'm really not impressed I tell you only one time with my skrilla fool don't mess.

Capt johnson

@Diaspora Returnee  check out bone thugs player hater off art of war album. Also player hater off of flesh n bone album

MisterE1976

One of many instant classics, hard to beleive it's been 25 yrs. since this dropped.

BRUSLITI

This song hit more than"i got 5 on it".

OAK 🎶 Underground

The Bay go some of the cleanest musical swings when it comes to riding a beat when spitting.

Cancel-That-Bitch

This album got overlooked really apart from the commercial 5 on it....I always played this just as much as the chronic dogg pound albums....Classic shit

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