obstacles before me I couldn't master backstabbors, played me for a fool friends I thought I knew, who were untrue misguided me, lied to me, blinded me
wit shit to _make 'em say ugh!_ like that master p shit I'll be hangin' wit niggas that's _ready to die_ like notorious big shit Don't be fuckin' wit me
you wit it wit it? Yeah, I'm wit it wit it Then let me hit it hit it? Nah, can not get it get it Is you wit it wit it? Yeah, I'm wit it wit it So
referee Devil tested me, can't let him get the best of me Wit accuracy, I'll attack an MC Spittin' like I emptied the M-1 from the M-P Wit no apology
crowd around me paparazzi takin pictures man Catch me on the line at 3-1-0 Im fixin to get em man Curren$y got plenty money to stack up Play with me
for you boy (My nigga) Throw em up high for you boy (My nigga) And let em fly for you boy (My nigga) [Master P] Them boyz can't stop us They got us
play on the muthafuckin' phone?" "Man, take me off muthafuckin' speaker phone an' pick the phone up This P nigga, stop fuckin' playin'' "Nigga, if this fuckin' P
m wit If you fuck wit me be guaranteed bitch that your head gonna split Ahhhhh shit Who make y'all scream the loudest Who dought it That master p boys
outs than a crack house I'm mackin' 'n' rackin' 'n' cappin' the acts and I wax em wit-wit a smack This scam he owes must judge me rough with a whiffle
family is the flower boys.(what) Ed Flowers, Joe Flowers, real power boy! Got shot wit yo own shit you a coward boy! You runnin' wit snitches, you sleepin' wit
shit like a pineapple Young rich nigga, buy the whole bar I'm wit' Cashville and I'm wit All Star Red, white and blue jersey wit the big star M.V.P.
trippin like red like gang flags (what up game) It's Young Jeezy who the fuck wanna deal wit me (wit me) Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me
shit West Coast style nigga, from down South, to the muthafuckin hills Y'all niggas better recognize, y'all better fuckin recognize [Master P] I'm tru to da game, Masta P
really prove that you's a hoe I wasnt gon' fuck wit ya on the strength C (C-Murder) But now I'ma fuck over ya on the strength of P (Master P) I been ready
me? You get no tax from me I got whites native and Mexican and blacks with me I'm tryin' to get up there with Master P. pass the D. Cause that's the
i'm yo master bitch i'm Diamond quit yo whinnin let's be i entertwine wit the finest and i'm buckin wit that steel don't make me hit i'll come get you
Hustlin,hustle Tryin' to survive in the ghetto ooh ooh [Master P] (Where them fiends at,I'll be right there in the hall way ya heard me) Now picture me
(feat. Master P, Mystikal) [Master P] This for my nigga Young Bleed, ya heard me? Young Bleed, hah hah, ungh From the South to the West bring the noise