Lyrical Breakdown of Don't Hate The Player - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game But what if you ain't no player? Everybody talkin' 'bout they gettin' hated All these lies is 'bout who they been datin' If you never was a player, I can't hate you You know life is one time, you can't take two You seem to think 'cause you ain't fuckin' mo' That some other niggas all up in yo' hoe It ain't yo' fault, did you do that? You think yo' ex-bitch, gon' ever take you back? Hell naw, you still thinkin' you a player You only got one girl, you just a square from nowhere You starin' at the ground, fuck the ceiling Love is the word that describes yo' feelings You're hooked, you can't leave her alone You're like O.J, wait 'til he brings her home You wanna kill her, but you don't wanna play the fool You never was a player, we can't hate you Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game But what if you ain't no player? What you mad at? Your bitch let me have that And I ain't even say shit about your fat ass She chose me, don't get an attitude It really ain't got nuttin' to do witchu I'ma fuck her, anytime I wanna Like a dog, I'ma climb up on her She don't sweat me 'bout my other broad But you called her on the phone and said, I'm just a frog I beat up hoes and I'm a rapist Then you told all your homies how I hated Damn nigga, I don't even know you I seen you actin' like a groupie at a show or two I know she knows, the way you lied Last time I hated it was 1985 I was young, caught up with a bad bitch I took my time, learned the game, I had to have the shit Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game But what if you ain't no player? She said you had a little dick, and can't fuck Other niggaz fuck her good, but you ain't up Can't do that stuff with a freak, can't never be weak 'Cause a nigga like me'll put a dick in her cheek And to the beat, I start humpin' on her face Grab her by the ears and then give her a taste Yeah, nigga, I fucked her and she's mine now You know I been a dog for a long time now But I ain't gon' fight you for this pretty hoe You think somebody player hated, you don't get it though Just can't figure it out and you never will Your bitch went out and found her a better deal Said it was cool, kickin' it witchu But she has more fun when she's lickin' on dude I hate to be rude, but you know the rules Life is the game, nigga, you lose Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game But what if you ain't no player?