Mp Da Last Don

Chorus (2x):

If she ain't a gangsta bitch
Then i don't want her don't want her
And if she ain't a gangsta bitch
Then i don't need her
You can keep her

Master p:

I need a bitch to hold my stash, a bitch to give me some ass
And when i'm on the run i need a hoe to send me some cash
I'm a ball 'til i fall and that's the first right
I need a bitch to watch my house while i live the streetlife
And i know it sound crazy
I want a gangsta bitch to have my baby
And pack a 380
And ride calm by the po-pos with dope in the mercedes
And known to be a lady
And massage me with hennessy and weed when she bathe me

Chorus (2x)

Steady mobbin' #1:

She gotta be a gangsta bitch bout that gangsta shit
I'm living this gangsta life doing this mob-style shit
I smash like clyde but need that bonnie on the side
To hold my straps and busts caps at niggas naps
We can sip hen be homies and best friends
Smash off x-o get his and hers m-10's
Collect my cash, conduct yourself with class
Get respect from my soldiers everytime you pass
When i can't be seen you can inform my team
Call that shot to keep the block on pop
And can pop, more chickens than k-f-c
Lay down organize crime be my d-o-g

Chorus (2x)

Steady mobbin' #2:

I need a gangsta bitch, i need a gangsta gimp
I need a top notch shorty to hold my clip
And don't be afraid to fall in love with a thug
All you get from this lesson baby girl is true love
She was dapping me, coronel, on my jump when i was locked down
My black queen's sendin' me lex to the carpound
She see me now she closer than my bitch
She my boo cause she down to do some gangsta shit
And if a bitch trip
She down to boot her for free
My little mama go to work everyday
I run the streets she's a g bitch

Chorus (2x)

[chorus - master p]

Nigga, nigga, nigga
P and bone nigga
Ughhhhhhh
And we gone kill ya
Till we dead and gone nigga

[master p]

I couldn't gang bang
With crips and bloods
But i could stand on the corner
Wit killas and drugs
They healing
Outlaws that reaching for souls
We ghetto niggas
600, fearris, and rolls
We couldn't run from niggas cause we bout it bout it
I'm from the set where my niggas get rowdy rowdy
We gon hang niggas
We gon bang niggas
We gon slang niggas
Cause we trigger niggas
Banger got cheese nigga
Never fall nigga
Put my name on the wall when i'm gone nigga
Cause i'm a soldier
No limit finest
Mouth full of gold teeth and diamonds
Uhh - uhh
Hit 'em up nigga
Get 'em get 'em get 'em
Miss me i'ma split 'em
Throw up your something soldier rag if you ain't with 'em
Uhh - uhh
Or else east 99 will get with 'em

[chorus - master p]

[layzie bone]

Little lay done traveled around the world
Caught a few cases
Seen so many faces and so many places
Ace this game
Why do you try to erase this on a daily basis
Give me my spaces
Show me some love though
Just pump your fist in the air and holler "mo"
Could you do me that and i'll hit you back
Little nig just don't know where my thugs at
Some at the track on the back chrome gat
Some around the corner selling that crack
Some of my thugs in the penn dead wrong
Got a lot of my thugs in the grave long gone
May they rest in peace
My nigga sleep
Nigga be creep thugging till we all deceased
Makaveli, biggie smalls, and eazy-e
T-rock got shot
Lord bless 'em please bless thier seed
For real we tru to the thugs representing that land
Putting it down for the nation of thugs man
So you understand
Now whats wrong with your game
Wounds be getting to shooting
Fuck the law
Keep packing that steel
Real real when your riding the feel just chill
And peace will be still
Nigga from cleveland to new orleans
Across the sea and ocean
Master p and bone thugs
Coast to coast
We steadily rolling putting it down

[chorus - master p]

[krayzie bone]

Niggas niggas if you with me
Don't be talking about it nigga come get in the car
Reach in the back for the ak
Okay
Lets see if you ready for war
Scoping the target
Mark it then you pull out your weapon and spark it
Nine millameter, heater, streetsweepers, and sawed-offs
Shit
Bitch hear me ticking
I'm bound to blow
Nigga better get on the floor
Oh, and hey and then when you dropping you might as well give me your bank
Look in my eyes
They so surprised
Cause they must have thought i was studio
What do ya know
Nigga jumped out of the video and fucked you up
Aw shit
Here come the police
Now tell me what it is you want?
I got the same thing you got so it all depends on who the sharpest shot
Lets get it on
Boy your funerals after if dead krayzie snaps
Cause there be to many bloody bodies bagged up off in the back
Fucked up
We wouldn't of had to resort to violence
But man the nigga was raised that way
And i'm gon stay that way even if i die today
But what can i say?
I picked a fucked up game to play
So i gotta get up and move out
Face the shoot out
So i'll be on my way

[chorus - master p]

[wish bone]

Yeah yeah
In the mist of the ghetto
When i fly ride by die
Niggas wanna let go
It's a pain just to maintain
But it's a shame cause i do the same thing
Still from the streets
Indeed you'll bleed when your fucking with me and b-o-n-e
Yeahhh
We the mo thug warriors warriors
Fuck them stories that them haters be telling
Huh
You run up we murder ya
Stressed out niggas on weed
Fuck niggas don't like me and police
I'ma keep it real all the way down till the end
All i wanna do is smoke weed with my friends
Make ends
Anyday can be your last one
Thats why a nigga gotta carry guns
Don't you wanna have some fun
Come come
Bloody red red rum

[flesh-n-bone]

Me telling ya
Yeah
See me and my niggas we down for whatever
Yah heard me?
No matter the cause
Follow the paper chase thats straight to the income
Ya'll get fifth thugs
Your nigga thats ready for war
Lets battle
Stepping with cannons
Come with my handbook
Niggas with (?)
But if you choose you lose
Them niggas will fucking fool
Come and get a abused
If you've paid your dues
My niggas you've learned the golden rule
You gotta do what you gotta do
But priceless
So many done test don't try me
(?)
Niggas come to stay tru
Digging his grave
They dieing
They recognize the cles from c-l-e
Hooked up with niggas from new orleans
My niggas at no limit
Gotta make more cheese
It's bone and p

[chorus - master p]

[master p]
Ha ha
P and bone nigga
Yah heard me?
And we gone be here till we dead and gone nigga
This is dedicated to every mother fucking rapper that went before us
Yah heard me?

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 but sunshine at the end of the road so come with me let's ride

All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga let's ride nigga (2x)

[c-murder]

Nigga back in the days i was afraid of the police
Just another paranoid drugdealer on the streets
My ghetto hero was above the law i caught a glimpse of a bullet
That took him down like a south paw uneducated to the game of life
I was hated to the grave but the pen kept my mind right
A young motherfucker doomed since day one
Shit i'm a fool i'm a ball 'til my time come
A g to me is like a mil' on the streets i'm a kill just to eat
And leave my enemies on the concrete they say a soft heart
Make a bitch nigga stay alert stay alive that's the code of a thug nigga
I wanna rob and steal but crime pays the bill niggas know i'm real
So my pain is what they feel i'm a rider tru niggas gone feel me
C-murder ain't gone die 'til a bitch nigga kill me

All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga let's ride nigga (2x)

[master p]

How many niggas want to ride with me
When i'm gone don't my fuckin' soldier cry for me
I want the nigga that did it to die with me
And his mama and his brother take a ride with me
Cuz i'm a killer (a killer) nigga baller
Servin' up the 3rd ward cali or new orla'
Nigga like the devil with the motherfuckin' red prints
Fight me like a monkey on top of an elephant
The game got me crazy profecy dazy
This god wasn't ? when a nigga tried to play me
God won't you save me nigga only baby only time could take me
Mama why you made me like is like slavey tech-nines and three eighties
Homies live in shady pray for your baby my first born replace me
This ghetto might waste me i'm a hunted bitch like ghostly
It be a nigga close to me that take me

All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga let's ride nigga (4x)

[mr. serv-on]

They told me in this life those who start off last a end up first
Those who start up first a end up last
Last time i saw a .45 blast a nigga who was last should be doin' 50 years
Without parole life is cold but it fair fuck the mayor that coward bastard
Ask him durin' his term how many niggas sawt jail cells and found cascidy
Place me the plastic when its time to shoot only god will know the truth
What's in a nigga's blood is in his heart
From the start my pain was irreversable the book on how to kill a nigga
Is unwritable my title don't sulitify our right to tell a child how
To live his life or how to stop a man when he beat his wife but if you turn
Your back grab your gun we could ride tonight
And ain't no game as i stroll on
Nigga you know this s-e-r-v mister get my ride on

All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga let's ride nigga (4x)

Hahhahaha the media point the finger at me like i'm the bad guy
But its ok just take a good look at me i'm no different then your average
Businessman society wants to eliminate me but uh in a few years
You be wishin' you had another don like me sincerly yours america's
Nightmare 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!

[verse-1]

I be bustin' them locs
I be slangin' the dope
I be runnin' from coke
I be bustin' in dos
I be kickin' clown niggas talkin' shit with my business
Eighteen rounds, six five
P's murdah shit
I got the game
Never ball, never cheat, never fall
Put my name on the wall, cuz i'm big balled
Big brained, and big boulder
Big bustah, big hustla
Ain't trustin' no nigga or no bitch, or you busted
Uhh!

[chorus]

Lay it down
Lay it down nigga hit 'em
I ain't talkin' to no bitch, bout tah let my 9 get 'em

Uhh! (ugggh)

Lay it down
Lay it down hit 'em
I ain't talkin' to no trick, bout tah let my 9 get 'em

[verse-2]

Click click go boom
Nigga lay it down
I ain't fuckin' with no bitch ass niggas, or no clown niggas
Or no hoes that's talkin' the game
I got too much to do
I been slangin' cane
In the back, sixty-five for a burg nigga
Roll up on the curb
Sh..duck or you served
I be lucky, niggas steady bustin'
No limit niggas ain't fuckin' with ya'll bustas
No bustas got game nigga, change nigga
Fuckin' the game nigga
Ya'll niggas that came nigga
I say that i'm servin' 'em
Dumb niggas ain't heard of me
Bust 'em up, i'm bustin' yah
Uhhh yah..i'm servin' yah
I got the game choppin'
Niggas started droppin'
Ask any nigga how we bout it bout it
You stop and know
No, just retire for a minute
Nigga think it's over, but it's only the beginnin'

[chorus]

Lay it down
Lay it down
Lay it down nigga (ugggh)
I ain't fuckin' with no tricks, yah get clowned nigga

Lay it down
Lay it down let's hit 'em
I ain't bout no fuckin' talk, and let my 9 get 'em

[verse-3]

Kicked in a crackhouse
Got me a pile of that key
Lay it down young niggas
Now they workin' for me
I got hoes on the pay roll jerkin' it
I got niggas in the project workin' it
But the time don't tick, because the bitch don't flick
So when a nigga get rich
That's when them hoes talk shit
They wanna put yah down on the tee
Young niggas from the south, to the east, to the mefamines
New orleans so they workin' it

[chorus]

Lay it down
Lay it down
Lay it down
Lay it down hit 'em
I ain't bout no fuckin' talkin', let my 9 fuckin' get 'em

Uhh!

Lay it down
Lay it down
Lay it down hit 'em
I ain't talkin' to no bitch, bout tah let my 9 get 'em

Uhh!

Lay it down
Lay it down hit 'em
I ain't talkin' nigga, let my 9 get 'em

[master p]

No limit soldiers don't talk nigga
Let that muthafuckin' 9 get 'em
Fuck rappin' bout it

Master p: ughhh! ha ha!
E-40: oooo! huh? p what

(??????) man, whatchou got to work with, you aint got no silence around?

(??????) i ain't need no fuckin' silence, when i see this nigga i'm gonna blow
His fuckin' socks off.

(??????) as soon as the nigga come through the door bro, we gonna kill this
Nigga.

(walking)

(??????) man, be quiet, be quiet, here they come.

(click, more walking.)

(??????) man, you cut the lights off?

(??????) fuck no man, who turned the fuckin' lights off?

(??????)......fuckin thought you turned the lights off.

(??????) fuck no bro!

(master p) naw nigga, i cut the mother-fuckin lights off.

Boom! boom!

[master p]
Rip homie, rip

[sons of funk/mo b. dick]
How do i say goodbye to what we had
The good times that made us that outweighed the bad
I thought we'd get to see forever
But forever's gone away
It's so hard to say goodbye to my homies

[master p]
Yall need to smile for my ghetto heroes nigga

So many homies gone, trying to ball till they fall
Now i'm left with nothing but old cards
And a bunch of pictures on the wall
Rip tatoos nigga, just to show you that we real
But i still can't believe that your dead fool, and how you got killed
And on your birthday me and my boys visit your grave
And i remember when you first got high
And the first time you got laid
And i'm going through a thing, kevin nigga, what should i do
I never imagined living life without a nigga like you

[sons of funk/mo b. dick]
Chorus
Cause it's so hard to say goodbye to my homies
Cause it's so hard to say goodbye to my homies

[master p]
We shed so many ghetto tears, see time is crazy
And every sunday grandma go to church
She said she gotta pray for her baby
And ah, your little son, he look just like you
And momma going through a thang, but she gonna pull it through
And ah, me, c and silkk, we got all the money but that don't mean shit
Cause i burn all that shit up nigga, just to have you again
And it's real out here, all you niggas that's goin through some pain
Keep your head up, and this for everybody
That lost a relative in the street game

[sons of funk/mo b. dick]
Chorus

[silkk the shocker]
Now look, i couldn't imagine life without you
I just sit here wonderin why
But the law of life, and god placed us here
And said everybody must die
Aint it hard trying to move on, but still i try
Even though we got money, judgement day
Just some things we can't buy
Even though you gone, i never let you move on
Cause every time i think about you
I sit back and write your name in a song
Now ashes to ashes, and dust to dirt
It's kinda spooky when i see your face on a t-shirt
I just pray to god it's hard wishing it would get better
And watch it, cause death or funerals bring our family together
Now look, we done lost a brother, your son done lost a father
Life ain't promised us so tell somebody you love them
You'll never know when they'll be here tommorow

[sons of funk/mo b. dick]
Chorus

[master p]

Every soldier got a story to tell

[fiend]

I done been through it all
Don't ask the way i shoot cuz i done shot (uggh)
Put a tank on my block
Fiend gone get the scene hot
Greens and rocks
Burnin' flesh
Have you ever smelled nigga?
Been tapped up, ready to die from mail niggas
Straight goin' to hell
But livin' the dirty, dirty
Havin' yah mama worry
That (?)
Tired of being blast at, but didn't cast that
I done asked for my life, and right there was laughed at
But when i backtracked, (?)
Blast back
Told 'em to cast that, take these rounds and add that
But fact is you don't fuckin' choose yo' wars
Or be like me muthafucka and do it with two guns

[chorus--master p x3]

Check my war wounds (uggggh)
My war wounds (ugggh)
Every soldier got a story to tell

[master p]

My adversarys get popped
Got me runnin' from cops
The ghetto life be a dime
Got me carryin' two glocks
My enemies is bad
Chop limes of grass
Drive-bys and rags
And representin' red and blue flags
See i got fools from the ghetto
Like my cousin' jimmy wear permanent metals
My evidence is satus with hoes
Bloody polos
Pullin' in car do's
And cut up jabos

[chorus--master p x2]

[silkk the shocker]

I'm down tah blast for my homies
And cash for my homies
Even if i'm old g i'll be down to ride and die
If the hood call me
That's why i be hustin' every day
Could you imagine me with no stash?
Like a bank with no cash
Tryna' drive a car with no gas
And fuck one day with no tag?
Shotgun with no class
Window with no glass
Or all you girls with no ass
See i'm a risky rider
Caliope crawler
A down south hustla
Plus a head buster from new orleans
See i gotta be a paid nigga
A made nigga
Be the nigga to bust yo' shit
And the nigga tah be the grave digga
See my tattoos reveal some of the shit i done did
But the move of other niggas that bout it
Feel the shit i do just tah live
See i been scared, popped at, and shot at
But i live an eye for eye
So the enemies i ain't forgot that

[chorus--master p x2]

[mystikal]

It's real, shit's real check my war wounds
This here real life, ain't no fuckin' cartoons
I'm the saudi arabian death killin' veteran on the tube
Either me or you right here
Come back and hang out in my room
I done shot my rifle, trained to kill
Got blood on my fatiques
Once you in ain't no turnin' back
Lay yo' ass over seas
Might as well handle your business
There's no overcome to this shit
Be on yo' ps and qs nigga
Don't cry like no bitch
You see a weak nigga, that's a beat nigga
And fuck a stead nigga, that's a dead nigga
Tell my mama not to worry bout me why i'm gone
If i die bitch, box me up and ship me back home
Bury me in the n.o. with my stripes on my chest
Tell them muthafuckas that i did my best
Middle finga pointin' sayin' fuck iraq
If you don't believe me check my combat pack

[chorus--master p x3]

[snoop dogg]

I got a muthafuckin' story to tell
Nigga, nigga what?
A muthafuckin' story to tell (what?)
Fool, i got a muthafuckin' story tah tell
And every nigga in the jail cell knows it well
I shank niggas, bank niggas
Do mo' fo' show
Seven cluckas, fake dough
Stayin' way cut throat
I hang out, slang out, at hotel rooms
Up all night gettin' in gun fights
I strike my head on the wall
Seven eight ward
Eastside, rollin' dubs
Call me big snoop dogg
Follow me, and you'll see how gs move
It's written on my face
I takes my war wounds
Been around drama since me and my mama
Use to listen to oldies
That's why i'm so old g
Look, when half of you niggas couldn't come outside
When ya'll was learnin how tah sing
I was learnin' how tah bang and ride
Fo' sho' bro, i told yah
Im'a gangsta soulja, blowin' doja
What a story tah tell..

Yo locs nigga shit, i know you done whipped up this muthaphukkin dope, but
We gonna break these niggas off. but, uh i need to go out and handle my
Buisiness with some of these niggas, cause uh niggas out here are rappin, or
Should i say yappin. they dont realize that, nigga this is real life. this
Reality. you know what im sayin? nigga when you say somethin about a
Nigga, you got to be ready to die for that shit. you know what im sayin? i
Mean its like uh, niggas out here wanna be me. heh. niggas know the real
From the fake man. i smell a muthafuckin jealousy everywhere i go. niggas
Is wearin it. but uh, we bout to handle this muthafuckin shit. we gonna
Set the muthafuckin record straight. ugggh.

There they go
There they go
There they go
Uggghhh!
Pass me them thangs
Lets get em!
3 x

I get swoll like a boulder
Bitch im a soldier
Yall runnin from the rollers
I slang tapes like crack
My rhymes so pure you hit it with 2,7
8 come back
And the game wont change cause im the dopeman
But why yall niggas still runnin all off at the mouth man
Tru niggas dont talk shit
We in the game stackin gs
Yall niggas still tryna get me
With playas and hustlas
But chall cant make no money
Cause yall niggas bustas!
Hahm bra
The game wont change
Yall niggas mad cause master p got some change
Seen a nigga in the ghetto slangin dope
Now yall buyin my shit out the record store
And yo baby momma lovin me
And everytime you turn on the tv
I feel ya muggin me
But i cant be stopped
Cause real tru niggas make their money from slangin rocks
Heh yall niggas slangin bunk rhymes
Thats why im in the game, and i got mine
And yall jewish brothas hollerin that black shit
Quick to sell a muthafucka to the white bitch
For 15%
That aint enough money to pay my muthafuckin rent
I made a movie nigga think im slangin coke a lees
Nobody questions bill when hes smokin weed
And pac and biggie taught me a lesson
What?
Never leave without your smith n wesson.

Bitch you went from the man that go ahhh
And the man that go uggh
I ought to be proof up your ass that there just aint no limit to the shit
We been doin
Only way to keep you from sayin my name is to put my dick in your mouth
I piss on your porch, shit in your house
Somebody said that you were talkin about me
I heard that
I could fuck you up with words but you dont deserve that
Go ahead rhymes rest your fuckin barber, but hurry back
I took a brain outta my own head
Whip yo ass with one of my platts
You mad cause im bringin home big ol shows my nigga with no tax
Jumpin cause we got a bigger fan bases and gold plats
Unfortunately a couple of things that in this industry that niggas dont
Understand
90 percent of this shit is your buisiness
10 percent of this shit is your timing
Slangin tapes across the whole planet
Mystikal, master p, silkk tha shocker
We gonna keep this bitch jammin
Above the standard
No limit on the charts slammin
Fuckin wit what we planned
Well gonna leave you dead where you standin
Aint that fool yall

Whenever we have to fuckin talk
We be silent
Or should i say real silent
Real niggas they speak with fuckin violence
Thats why i play a muthafucka like hockey
They mad cause they ho jock me
They cant stop me
So their result is to fuckin copy
I say p where they at?
There they go
I spot em i got em
Got em!
Probably man thinks they on the muthafuckin top they on the bottom
See uh, you run your mouth
Nigga, ill be like nigga what!
What
Tryna talk some shit about em, they wanna be just like us!
They talk about one
They talk about all of fuckin us
Fuckin white roll real killas dealas who dont give a fuck!
See im on some evil murderous devil shit
Got some niggas over they head they couldnt get off
I was the devilest
So what you sayin nigga
I roll with niggas with big triggers
Million dolla shit niggas with big figures
Tru niggas
Yall can tell, we soldiers off the back
We dont fuck around we stay strapped
Fucked up talkin bout you know where we at
Wherever, whenever, however it goes
I wash your mouth out with soap
Rush to you outside know what im sayin
No fuckin mo!
Here we go

All yall fake ass niggas. nigga gon get chall. cause you know what? a
Real tru nigga, when he go to jail, he never rat on his potna. he get
Caught by the police tru niggas dont talk. whenever tru nigga falled off
In the street, he hustles. cause tru niggas know how to pop back up. they
Dont need to use other niggas names. another niggas muthafuckin game. a
Tru nigga is a muthafuckin man. gotta stand on his own nigga. all yall
Fake niggas, yall eventually gonna fade with the muthafuckin wind. until
Then nigga we bout it bout it n rowdy rowdy nigga. no limit for life.
T-r-u nigga and when i say t-r-u, i mean the whole no limit family. the
Muthafuckin group tru, master p, cmurder, and silkk nigga. family.
Remember that.

Kid: hey dad i got in a fight with this white kid today at school.
P: son, didn't i tell you i don't want you fighting?
Kid: but he called me a nigger.

[master p]
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world (x5)
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girl

Its a shame when you can't send your kids, to decent schools
We live in the world for the laws and no rules
Gang-bangers, crease sides, and chalk lines
Correctional facilities full of juveniles doin' petty crimes
In this ghetto, got me crazy
Sometimes i wish, mama wouldn'ta made me
But its a shame when you gotta raise a baby
And the color of my skin might taint me

I'm just a black man trapped in this white world (x3)
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girl

And all the money can't change the color of your skin
Why so many blacks and mexicans in the pen?
It is cause we violent?
But why abraham lincoln freed the slaves and started smilin'?
So many people have dreams
But why society eliminated martin luther king?
And they tell us to be proud to be black
And at the same time uncle john shoot us in the back
Independence, its a free country
No jobs, most blacks turn to street money
A bunch of ghetto full of drugs and alcohol
Where found history books about white laws
And tell me hilfiger discriminate
And sell us clothes
But we can't blame him cause
We don't support the black stores
And only god can judge
??? and what's
White or black and red and blue equals gang banging

I'm just a black man trapped in this white world (x3)
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girl

(i'm just a black man
Trapped in this white world)
I'm colorblind, so lord won't you feel my pain
(hold on, hold on
Trapped in this white world)
I'm colorblind, so lord won't you feel my pain

[silkk]
P pray for your little brother
[master p]
Silkk, keep your head up
[silkk]
I'm tryin' but sometime i get fed up (damn)
What about all of the people that died in the past?
Peers i can't get back with too many found guilty
And i know they didn't do it
But still they can't get back
I see the copper be tryin' to nail me
Police constantly trailin' me
Cause i'm young, rich, and black
I'm always under survelience
Dash me out the car
And wanna ask me who the car fuck
Thay allowed to carry guns
Can't never be convicted
Who that law fuck?
I'm guilty till proven innocent
Still we all equals, how do you figure?
Cop told me
"you weren't speeding but i'm gonna give you a ticket cause you a
Nigger"
I seen the hardest of my homies
Break down in tears
A white judge looked them in the eyes
And gave them 35 years
Now its a everyday struggle
I hustle just to live
To raise your kids
When they got them teachin' them
Their parents better than them
They got me thinkin'
The color of my skin
Is a sin
I'm a black man in a white man's world
Where its set up for me not to win
Lookit, ain't that about a bitch
They look at us like we ain't shit
But lookit, i ain't racist, but face it, it exists
I'm a black man (unghhhhh)

[master p]
I'm just a black man trapped in this white world (x3)
And this goes to every woman, man, boy, and girl

Outro:
Check this out (check this out)
Underneath (underneath)
Ain't no black or white (there ain't no black or white)
We all equal (we all equal)
We all equal (we all equal)
We all (remember that)
Got the same opportunity
Whether we wanna be judges, doctors, or lawyers
Ain't a black or white thing
Pick the best man for the job
And there shouldn't be no hatin'
Where you live, if you can afford to buy a house
Should be able to live wherever you want
The same hospitality they give to athletes
And movie stars
Should give that same hospitality and companionship
To your neighbors
You heard me?
Y'all know it ain't a black and white thing with me
I just make music
For the reality
Only the real could feel this, huh
Only the real could feel this

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 a hate you
When you young and ballin'
I mean broke and fallin'
I said sleeping and crawlin'
That's when the devil be callin'
They want to take all your change
T-shirts and khakis
These ho's a love me
Or send some niggas to jack me
The game done change
It's not the same
Da last don be my name
Cause i'm tru to da game
I mean a bird in the bush can't touch one in the hand
Out in the streets be lying in a can
I done change and they watch me
The fedz can't stop me
It'll take millions to box me
But the ghetto you got me

Chorus: x4

(fiend)
What's the purpose of being the baddest
When some haters a kill for your status
For a taste of lavish
Or follow you home for the cabbage
But look here we savages
Survivors and soldiers
Fuck with one of us we get in ya vains like embolia
On his casket lies a magnolia
Flower for peace
Sun lying in the faces of his newphew and neice
I'm the beast
You know me fiend the glock carrier
Fuck with anything of mind i'll have ya pops bury ya
Guns with the sound barrier
Livin for no tomorrow
Show me the dirty cargo
And fuck your family morrows
Boy souls i'm quick to borrow
Gettin' sisters and brothers to
I got something to kill you and a thought of another you
Just another number to
The murder rate in my city
One week all kids born with no pitty
Shitty ain't it
How it's painted
Realness thru my eyes
Just shit we deal with livin these tru lies

Chorus till end

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 shit i ever said
Now i'm walking with the devil (with the devil)
And they done banned my movies because a nigga from the ghetto
No nominees from the grammies
But ask every nigga who bought ghetto d do we sell whammies
Tears in my eyes from these street pains
That last time i seen my little brother was in a sheet man
And the feds follow me like i'm slanging crack
Wasting tax dollars cause i'm young, rich, famous and black

Chorus (4x)

Master p:

Its a new slavery times done changed
Took the shackles off our wrists and put 'em on our brains
Got us killing up each other
Crack babies in the hood with aids infected mothers
Hypocrite preachers teaching the word
And gave us shelters and rehab when dope hit the suburbs
Watch bill gates buying islands
See we from the ghetto where ain't nobody smiling
Where the poor live hungry
And penatentiaries packed sell t-shirts off my dead homies

Chorus (2x)

C-murder:

I'm still mad at the world 'cause i ain't got nothing to lose
Alot of young cats out there i know wanna stand in my shoes
I'm just a young thug nigga god helped me out with some paper
Mothafuckas call me c-murder 'cause they no i ain't no faker
Duck and dodgin' penatentiaries and running from debt
I ain't got nothing but no limit so i'm a represent it 'til my last breath
My tattoos represent my thoughts like a work of art
My mama cried when she saw fear, my pain tatted cross my heart
My enemies dropping like flies, nosy bitches wanna know why
Just take the c off my name and you left with a homicide
You see the ghetto made me crazy, but it also made me realize
I thank god for my hard times keep ghetto ties make me hard to kill

Chorus (4x)

This ghetto got us crazy, but you know what
There's more to life than bitches, weed and mercedes
This for all the ghetto stars out there
Going through a thing
All my homies in the penatentiary
I feel y'all pain
To all my dead homies that caught up in the ghetto
Rest in peace (kevin miller, 2pac, biggie smalls)
To all my no limit soldiers
The ghetto got us crazy, but we gotta overcome
It's foolish, ya heard me

Chorus

[snoop]

Ha ha ha hagreeting niggas and niggetts
The underground dog is back up in yall one more again for the cause
Breakin all off for my tru tank dogs
Mystikal, sillk, and yo p (uuungh)
Lets keep this shit straight g
And do this for all the ridas, soldias and gangstas
Ya heard me

[master p]

We ridas, we ridas, we ridas

[snoop and mystikal]

Nigga lets slide to the side where them gangstas ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
Then lets slide to the side where them soldias ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
Yeah lets slide to the side where them ridas ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
Lets slide to the side where them ridas ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga

[sillk]

Its yo 504 boys blastin one mo
Then we bust and here we go
Then hit the mothafuckin flow
Cause i be bringin the pain like two fifty ??
And i blow all couple killas, drug dealas lookin p stupid mystikal
And we be on these fake mothafuckin niggas like it was a corner back
See much time i was lookin for yall niggas and um now we want it back
We stayin strapped wit two two threes
Wit mothafuckin g's do everything from oz's to keys
Blowin weed by da trees
Now all my south to west
Them niggas rowdy
And all them niggas that north to da east
Them niggas get bout it (uuungh)

[snoop and mystikal]

Nigga lets slide to the side where them ridas ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
Nigga lets slide to the side where them soldias ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
Nigga lets ride to the side where them ridas ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga

[mystikal]

We fuck we smoke we bank we blast
When we gona rap with my car car around yo mothafuckin
Makin hang yo ass
Bring yo ass got a hundred round to sting yo ass
Oh yeah i got somethin fo yo stanky ass
Snoop fuckin wit this bitch you can't get mad
Its a big bank thang so we actin bad
Now tell me i'm the shit like i don't know
We represent them niggas out that five o fo
Thug niggas and goodfellas thats why they sell us
Master p the fuckin ?? so we do what they tell us
I bet you gon just run up ain't nobody gon pop ya
Might be sillk, thats why they call 'im the shocka

[snoop and mystikal]

Nigga lets slide to the side where them ridas ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
Nigga lets slide to the side where them gangtas ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga

[snoop]

One lone lee d p i c
Hangin on the corner wit my hand on my heat
I always keep a roach in my baseball cap
I page p fo a double up
An that nigga ain't even call me back
I strode to the spot where my sack is at
I look up an i see p flaggin me down in a caddillac
I jump in, i kickin in he grinnin then he give me my
Transmitter thang cause i gang bang wit that tech nine
Now take me to the spot where them gangstas at
So i can set up shop an rock my new glock
I'm a ridah if they ain't told ya
I'm a full time gangsta and a no limit soldiah
D o double gizzy gots ta get busy
From the south to da west we ridahs
Hatas miss me

[snoop and mystikal]

Nigga lets ride to the side where them ridas ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
Nigga lest slide to the side wher them gangstas ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
Nigga lets slide to the side where them soldias ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch as nigga

[master p]

Mercinary soldias, convicts and killas
Drug dealas, thug niggas, now the world gon feel us
I represent a million niggas thats rowdy and bout it
And if you down they'll do whatever niggas screamin and shoutin
It ain't no limit, no gimmick, from begginin to endin niggas hate
Mystikal
Pass me them thangs an lets get em
Hit snoop and lets ridetell sillk go inside
An if anybody home, then everybody die
Nigga, we don't talk nigga
We do that gangsta walk
An when we ride, its yellow tape an white chalk

[snoop and mystikal]

Nigga lets ride to the side where them gangstas ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
Nigga lets slide to the side where them ridas ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
Nigga lets slide to the side where them soldias ride
Boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga

[master p]

We ridas nigga
Master p, sillk the shocker,mystikal and snoop dogg
Whole mothafuckin no limit troops
We ridas
We ridas
We ridas
Nigga we don't talk we ridas