Dope Mann Master P

you ain't no real hustler I'm like Betty Crocker in the kitchen The Ice Cream Man back, you lil' boys been fuckin the game up But just watch and listen and you might get paid Hook: repeat 2XDope man, dope

It's A Drought Master P

[Hook - 2x] It's a drought, but we got dope We got dope, we got dope It's a drought, but we got dope Then it's gon cost you mo' [Master P] First you mix the dope, then you cook the dope And if

Dope, Pussy and Money Master P

[Big Ed] Yo P man I can't find these fuckin' cards and shit man I'm a find 'em, hold up hold up hold up [Master P] Damn see man what's wrong with you You been smokin' dank or somethin' [Big

Eyes of a Killer Master P

vest so nigga go up in it, and I dont give a fuck if niggaz cant stand me, Im on the turf motherfucker selling candy [Chorus] I got candy, crack cocaine, Hold them thangs in my hand cause I'm the dope

Ghetto D Master P

Water bubbling, Voice in background repeating "make crack like this" Masta P Imagine substitutin crack for music I mean dope tapes This is how we would make it.

The Ghettos Tryin To Kill Me! Master P

(Master P) I don't know where I'm going to but selling dope is the only thing God knows how to do Damn indo you got to handle that dank time tonight I'm deep in the game I can't sleep at night And

No More Tears Master P

had a daddy, but put it on your oldest son Ain't that a b, leave me to watch the family To make the bills get paid, you got to live scandalous G Cause the ghetto got me pressured Will I die sellin dope

Getaway Clean Master P

[Police Call] 211, 211 we are looking for Master P The suspect is armed and dangerous, repeat armed and dangerous [Master P] I'm gone had to lose the alarm, ducking the Dodge and movin the fuckers

Somethin for the Street Master P

Verse 1 In the crackhouse cutting up the diggety dope Breaking down the keys cutting them up like Riddick Bowe Gotta cook it up good for the dope fiends Not too much baking soda gotta keep it crystal

Bastard Child Master P

(Chorus) You abandoned P Now he don't have no where to go No where to go no where to go I guess I'll sell dope No where to go no where to go I guess I'll sell dope Verse 1 Giggety glock and

Bloody Murder Master P

sucka when I see ya, its gonna be a bloody murder Chorus: Its gonna be a bloody murder, And when I see him I'ma kill him [x2] Verse Two: Now when I'm on the set I gots to get paid, check it Dope

Never Ending Game Master P

Check this out playas All y'all gangster niggas Y'all motherfucking gangsta bitches out there (the dope game) I'm a let y'all know something (welcome to the dope game) Something that'll never end

Hands of a Dead Man Master P

get 10 more But just like a g I remained calm No witnesses a few more weeks I'll be going home But as the fucking police car drove off g I started thinking about my motherfucking family About the dope

Anything Goes Master P

Oh yeah this dope shit done got a lot of my niggas taken out the game And to my brother Kevin Miller, rest in peace fool Verse 1 Growing up in the Calliope, New Orleans to be exact g I had

1-900-Master P Master P

[Master P] G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep Thats how we late night creep See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on And at the side shows cars got it going on With that candy paint plus that ?

99 Ways to Die Master P

[Master P] H to the motherfuckin' K A Richmond ass nigga residin' in the Bay Still slangin' cola out the motherfuckin' palm trees TRU to the game and gone off some Dank weed Shoot a nigga up in

I`m Going Big Time Master P

[Interviewer] Master P now that you have made it big time what doy ou have to say to the people who didn't think you could make it [Master P] Same shit I had to say last year "Fuck Em!"

Stop Playing Wit Me Master P

WE GON' BUST Y'ALL AND Y'ALL DICKS UP ALL BITCH ASS NIGGAZ Bitches STOP PLAYIN well y'all better stop playin wit me (repeat 6X) [Master P over repeated line from 3X on] Tear da club up nigga!

Playa Haterz Master P

nigga hit the floor Verse 2 (Master P) Sideways through the cut with the gold one's spinning Suckers jealous cause they know the P is deep up in it On my way to Filmore to see JT We ain't set

We All We Got Master P

[Chorus - x2] [Master P] These boys don't talk a lot (ooh oooh) My soldiers don't run to the cops (ooh oooh) We got beef then we keep 'em cocked The new No Limit, we all we got [Master P] Now

Mama Raised Me Master P

"Chorus:Master P Daddy wasn't home so mama raised me I'ma thug but still mama bathed me (4X) Verse 1:Master P I live my life as a thug, roll wit' some killas Slang crack to some dope fiends, ride wit'

What`s Up With That Master P

((Master P)) Yo, Silkk man pass me a 40 you ready to do this shit or what Lets show these motherfuckers ((Chorus)) Master P dont take no bullshit What up with that x4 ((Master P)) I anit no

Just an Everyday Thang Master P

bulletproof vest in the Coup De'ville I'm steadily getting weaker I don't know what to do Picked up the mobil phone dialed T-R-U Drove myself to the clinic with revenge on my mind Had to stash all my dope

Ride Master P

soliders black power 'til death do us part nigga for every nigga they take we gone make 100 more to multiply ya'll niggas multiply niggas like gremlins nigga Warden make millions (nigga we don't make dope

Thinkin' Bout U Master P

Mia XWoke one morning, tears in my eyes The feds kicked in the door and caught me and my baby by surprise He got high, but they didn't find no dope They said it was conspericy just cause a hater said so

1-900 Master P Master P f/ Silkk

[Master P] G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep Thats how we late night creep See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on And at the side shows cars got it going on With that candy paint plus that

Time to Check My Crackhouse Master P

[Chorus x 4] Time To Check My Crackhouse, my crackhouse, my crackhouse [Verse 1] The P rat a tat It's time to start checkin' shit I'm the wrong nigga in the projects to be fuckin' with Man

Trust Nobody Master P

is the nigga that will fuck you the worst punk ass nigga kinda jocking now you ain't down cause I trust nobody [Chorus/Master P] I trust nobody x2 [Master P] one by one in this century brothers

Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta? Master P

Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta Look into the eyes of a killa, neighborhood drug dealer From ghetto, hero swore he wouldn't be the next nigga to lose his life in this dope game cocaine He told me don't

Get Your Paper Master P

P what's up boy? What's up 40 boy? Talk to me weepilation. Dey don't know we been doin' dis. Last Deezy Last Don. Bay Area playa nigga.

Jack of the Jackers Master P

I caught you slipping so I took you with a gank move listen up rap world its a new fool a new gangsta, gangbanger, slanger, dope dealer murdering motherfucker, headbanger so listen to the tunes I

Rollin' Thru My Hood Master P

music rollin through my, rollin through my hood this what I see when I'm rollin through my hood 2 to the 3 to the 4 the 5 the 6 and everybody in the ghetto trying to sew this bitch cause she's a dope

Always Look a Man in the Eyes Master P

successful black businessmen but we also mercenary soldiers (Chorus) Always look a man in the eyes before you kill him Even if he's a coward or a motherfucking drug dealer (My pops say) Verse 1 (Master

Welcome to My City Master P

of the crawdads bad cops and drug dealers And hoes love you if you're famous But niggas representin' wards in the projects is dangerous [Chorus: x2] Young nigga got blast at the age of fourteen the dope

Bullets Gots No Name Master P

of bullets in this bitch with no name on them you know what I'm saying when you been hit by the bitch you know it was ment for your punk ass my nigga Ski whats up my nigga C whats up my nigga P

Dead Presidents Master P

hahahahaha that nigga Master P back in the house for the 9-5 shot well take a step into this madness that we call the dope game Richmond, California where us youngstas slang that cocaine and we

I Ain't Play'n Master P

[Chorus 4X: Master P] Snitches stop callin the cops - cause I ain't playin Better watch what you say on the block - cause I ain't playin [Master P] I left the hood for a week, and my name start ringin

More 2 Life Master P

"[Chorus (4x):] This ghetto got me crazy But there's more to life than bitches, weed and a Mercedes [Master P:] Jealous niggaz wanna see me dead, hoes wanna steal my bread Only time will tell the truest

BOUT IT, BOUT IT II Master P

[Master P] uggggghhhhhh, its time for the national anthem y'all niggas bout it (I started this bout it, bout it) if you bout it (get em up), I mean you bout it, bout it (that mean you bout it, bout

Robbery Master P

niggas dying trying to make a quick buck slanging dope pulling 211's this shits serious dog to all my young niggas out there think about what you do before you do it shit cause you might not come

I Got That Dank Master P

mobile phone Get a bag, get a bag, of that ziggety zag careful don't twerk, cause them niggas smoke that giggety grass And 5 0 run up on a nigga G they ain't catching niggas like the fucking piggety P

Low Down & Dirty Master P

blowjobing like robyn, the ripper ripping and slipping tongue tiping a zipping,my zipper slapin and jabbing come nabbing and having a cross straight up I didnt have to wait up and I licked my balls, Master

Da Last Don Master P

its a pig that don't fly straight but its ok (its ok) when you finish listening to this tape it'll be the last time you hear a bad guy like me so fuck you cockaroaches sincerely yours the last don Master

Hot Boys & Girls Master P

[Master P] Uhhhhhh, ha ha Where the real niggas at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there, over there, over there Where the real bitches at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there,

Let My 9 Get 'Em Master P

[Master P] Where they at nigga? (There they is right there) Pass me them thangs [Chorus x3] Lay it down Lay it down hit 'em I ain't talkin' to no fool, bout tah let my 9 get 'em Uhh!

Let My 9 Get Em' Master P

"[Master P] Where they at nigga? (There they is right there) Pass me them thangs [Chorus x3] Lay it down Lay it down hit 'em I ain't talkin' to no fool, bout tah let my 9 get 'em Uhh!

So Many Souls Deceased Master P

[Chorus (2x):] I done seen so many souls deceased That's why I ride with alot of killers with me [Master P:] The Last Don be my name I feel I'm trapped in the game Alot of shit done changed to protect

Lets Get Em Master P

"[Master P/C-Murder] [Chorus] Where them niggas at Where them niggas at There them niggas go [Master P] Uhhhhh Fuck it, let's get em [x4] [C-Murder] I'm a motherfucking soldier Bitch I thought I told ya

Ghetto in the Sky Master P

They nailed Jesus to the cross, put my people on dope I don't know a nigga in the project, that own a plane or a boat See society got me fed up (fed up) Brought us over here, to misled us I gotta,

Time For a 187 Master P

tech I'm bout to put you to rest I'm crazy, psycho and outie Niggas can't fuck with me the set is fuckin cloudy Lay your ass face down on your stomach You know you dead for fuckin with my money P