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

I'm Alright Master P

[Intro] I'm too strong to lose, I mean My hustlin skills keep me in the game I've got too much paper to fall off Man you can take all kind of shots at me I'll bounce back [Chorus: repeat 2X] You only get

Eternity Master P

"This is an invitation for all my thug niggas to come join me on a journey to the ever lasting ship of eternal life a place where there's no violence no pain no crime no prisons no ghettos nothing

Feel Me Master P

[Chorus 4X: Master P] I won't stop 'til they feel me dawg They can't knock a nigga hustle they gotta kill me dawg [Master P] You can find me on the block my nigga Ain't nuttin changed, still runnin from

Robbery Master P

live for but somthin to kill for so get you ass on the floor gimme yo money 'for I act the donkey crooked eye with 12-gauge full of brass monkey Nigga what you push the button for?

Bloody Murder Master P

Verse One: Me and the crew had the 40s and dank getting fucked up Plottin on some suckas last week that snuck up They thought they had us done, we had the 9's and clip man Cash in the ride, hoe

Ride Master P

worth millions in dollar bills if the game won't change me these niggas won't tame me this bitches won't bring me and everybody blame me niggas gettin' paid started from the streets if a nigga don't

Da Last Don Master P

you know what a hustler is 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

Never Ending Game Master P

, this shit is going on like fucking numbers Black on black crime, nigga it go like this here We live an eye for an eye You kill me, I kill you, my partners kill your partners And you dead ain't

These Streets Keep Me Rollin' Master P

"[Chorus: x4] [Master P] These streets keep me rollin' Can't stop cause these presidents I'm holdin' [Master P] You see I'm a killer by heart A G by nature You see these ho's a love you And these niggas

Always Look a Man in the Eyes Master P

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 P)

Mr. Ice Cream Man Master P

Ice Cream Man) 4X Verse One: Hit the blocks dressed in white with some baggy girbaud's A pocket full of stones, 3 G's and tryin to lose these hoes And the task coming sick cause its the first of

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

Bullets Gots No Name Master P

nigga C whats up my nigga P whats up I'm read to tear shit up coming straight from the land of the O-A-K and now listen to Ral, ruler of the bay no matter where you at, be it rain or snow on a motel

Ooh Shit Master P

[Master P] It was a late friday night and a chill was at the club I was kind typsy from smokin that bud Walked to the bar seen this bitch fine & Tender The b*tch at the counter aske a nigga couldnt

Whoadie Gone Master P

killer, damn and it hurt man Whoadie on a t-shirt, they dropped him in the dirt man And the sister, she was trippin' man Askin' me questions like "Who caught him slippin' man" Where you at and who

So Many Souls Deceased Master P

"OK you wanna go to war with me I take you to war I told you I don't kill no mothafucking kid Look at you now you stupid fuck you stupid fuck.

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

Ghetto in the Sky Master P

I ain't runnin from no problems I'm just, tryin to be stress free y'know Sometimes you just gotta sit back and uhh.. hit that sess and let it just marinate y'know Get away, ya heard me?

Ghetto Cheese Tru

Intro:(Master P) Ha hah Master P Silkk in this bitch This is how we be doing in the hood like Gs(In the hood nigga) The fiends be marchin through my hood (Hoorah Hoorah) The fiends be marchin

Homie Ride Master P f/ C-Murder, Gambino

[Chorus--Master P x4] I wonder when my homies ride Cuz when I'm gone ain't no time tah shed tears and cry [Master P] Uggggh Made money from cane, but times done change I done change my life

BACK UP OFF ME Master P

, T-R-U We TRU, ugh, ugh Time to go to war, ugh [Master P] I'm posted up on the block, got these killers runnin' you sick of this And chicken nuts, niggas slangin' with cuts Ready to bust on you

Only God Can Judge Me Master P

[Master P] My military mind.. makes me a soldier And I'm the last one left (last one left) Ain't nuttin wrong wit change {I'm back nigga!}

You Don't Know Me Master P

Master P [Talking] Yo what you trippin' on? Didn't I tell you its gonn be alright?

Hot Boys & Girls Master P

[phone ringing] [No Limit studios] -"No Limit studio" [Master P] -"Yo nigga, whatcha'll workin' on?" [NLS] -"Nigga, who the fuck is this?"

Make Em Say Uhh #2 Master P

"[phone ringing] [No Limit studios]-""No Limit studio"" [Master P]-""Yo nigga, whatcha'll workin' on?"" [NLS]-""Nigga, who the fuck is this?""

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!

Rollin' Thru My Hood Master P

, it's time to close up shop time to move on, brothas on there cellular phones talkin to them hoochies, I mean them ding dongs cause in the ghetto everbody got nicknames like Master p, Lil Roy, and

Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta? Master P

Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta Grew up in the ghetto, raised by killers T-R-U 'cross my stomach Yo' neighborhood thug nigga, tryin to make it Out this fucked up environment Where niggaz die tryin

We Riders Master P, Mac

[Master P] The game of life did change the old dope game is now called the rap game in other words you can't trust nobody money's the root of all evil I can either be your best friend or your

Black and White Master P

P: Son, didn't I tell you I don't want you fighting? Kid: But he called me a nigger.

No More Tears Master P

-This goes out to my best friend -My partner -The only person I can trust in this world -This for you mom Momma, this is one thing I still can't realize How you been so strong when my brother

Black & White Master P

P, pray for your little brother Silkk, keep your head up I'm tryin' but sometime I get fed up (Damn) What about all of the people that died in the past?

It's All Good Master P

I've been tryin to call you baby, where you at? I'm out here on the block thuggin After this, you ain't gon' have to want for nuttin, ya heard?

The Ghetto's Got Me Trapped Master P

"You fell into my trap why don't you go ahead and destroy yourselves You fucking little monkeys This Ghetto Got me trapped (Ughhhh) But I ain't ready yet [Sons of Funk and Master P] Lord won't you wash

If Master P

[Master P (Souya)] Yeah shorty, we could be like Bonnie & Clyde, ya heard Go out there and get this paper You wit it?

Reverse The Game Master P

[1:] Man, what you got to work with? You ain't got no silence around?

Dope Mann Master P

Hook: repeat 2XDope man, dope man - yeah that's me I can flip a half an ounce to a quarter ki' Dope man, dope man - yeah that's me I used to slang in the hood now I'm on TV Master PThe first lesson in

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

Low Down & Dirty Master P

[King George] Its the K the I the N to the G everybody in Richtown should know me you know the motherfukcing pyscho better yet the nigga whos the cuttrought cops try to cage me, niggaz try to fade

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

Shake What Ya Got Master P

[Master P] Hey ma [repeat 3X] Hey ma, you want a lil' or a lot [Chorus: Master P - repeat 2X] Shake it for me shorty, work what you got I ain't gon' stop 'til I hit that spot Front to the back to the

Love Hate Master P

[Master P] Hey ma [repeat 3X] Hey ma, you want a lil' or a lot [Chorus: Master P - repeat 2X] Shake it for me shorty, work what you got I ain't gon' stop 'til I hit that spot Front to the back to the

My Dogs Master P

[Master P] Hey ma [repeat 3X] Hey ma, you want a lil' or a lot [Chorus: Master P - repeat 2X] Shake it for me shorty, work what you got I ain't gon' stop 'til I hit that spot Front to the back to the

Shake What Ya Got (Feat. C-Los, Black, Tank & Pop) Master P

Master PHey ma {*repeat 3X*} Hey ma, you want a lil' or a lot Hook: Master P - repeat 2XShake it for me shorty, work what you got I ain't gon' stop 'til I hit that spot Front to the back to the bottom

Time For a 187 Master P

-Uhhh, niggas than fucked up -Nigga, its time to roll -Pass me them nigga chasers -Time to do a 187 -Its time for a murder -If you a G nigga, load your shit up Some nigga got some bad ice cream

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

Yappin' Master P

[Intro: Master P] Man you need to cut all that woofin out Either you from the hood or you ain't from the hood But if you ain't from the hood, don't be actin like you from the hood (NEW NO LIMIT) Cause

Anything Goes Master P

to pack a gat I thought somebody was out to kill me I'm paranoid I toss and turn in my sleep g My best friend done turned into my motherfucking enemy 19 years old gold fronts and a mean mug I hooked

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