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| 5:25 |
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| 4. |
| 3:57 |
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| 3:23 |
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| 3:23 |
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| 3:50 |
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| 8. |
| 4:05 |
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| 5:05 |
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| 10. |
| 5:04 |
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| 11. |
| 3:30 | 
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[Mia X]
And the lady America was finally slaughtered And divided into 3 quarters Her children who was fit fell, peace Battlin', golden', platinum Friends of terror and endless bloodshed Pity was not spared for no man, woman, child or rapper And believe For his rap was felt by everyone And this time when trust had no meaning Family and friends who survived destroyed one another Decided to the world Love, peace, and brotherhood Soldiers, high ashes to survival Master P To open up a path to reality For some, judgement [Master P] The devil took the straps off my nigga legs The Virgin Mary came when my homie bleed Too many fuckin' thieves and enemies The vultures pecked the mouths for the green cheese I watched his soul leave his clothes left him cold On these streets, anything goes He was on the road It took 'em ten to do him in The killas fled, damn, but they'll be back again He was Polo'd down with the matchin' socks I mean stuffed like a turkey with a half a key of cooked rocks The reaper came and took him I saw the tears from my baby mama's eyes over look him As I walk through the shadow's of death Where no rapper or no man can spare no breath The kingdom of freedom is all they said Why the shackle and chain? My homie's life slaid From the cradle to the grave every soldier shall ride Bite the apple of eternity (uggggHH) Every mother will cry [Chorus x2] Keep your eyes on your enemies, and watch your friends Put your life in your own hands, or your life will end [Silkk] Now who's to say if it's the beginning or ending Start to finish Losin' or winnin' I'm trapped in a whole world of sin Who's to say your life is worth more than mine Should I give my heart to the President so he can live and I can die? Now my whole life I was scared The only judge is god But why do I (we) live by these man made laws Ten commandments they say do not steal or kill But I lost to many niggas and some say they split my wig for meal Heaven, leadin' up to the steps Everything I do wrong in my days is leading to my death And even though I never see I believe there's a god But I hate when your best friend turn to your enemy When times is hard [Chorus x2] [Master P] As the sand slowly poured I see flashes of life Time started ticking it's the end of my life Blind fo' his eyes when he look at god Behold no man or your life destroyed He took many prophets and poured to the kingdom Big ones and small ones Good ones and mean ones As the angel came the ghetto from hell Some words of the piece cuz they didn't know no better So they sold to the pitch-forks of the fire Do g's go to heaven or just young niggas retire Crosses burned cuz they souls was scarred Hoping for second chance but ain't none Cuz it's yo' final call [Chorus till fade] |
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| 5:04 |
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| 13. |
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| 14. |
| 4:08 |
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| 15. |
| 3:34 |
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Master P
Come 1 Come All, TRU niggaz ball (I told ya), I know there's niggaz out there wait'n fo' tha fall Chorus: After Dollars, No Cents. From Shabz 2 Benz, From Cheddar 2 Cheeze, Tryna Pay Tha Rent. (x2) I'm a hustla, balla, nigga gee'z, cut keyz, gats for enemies, freeze, hund reds of greens. Kill, robbery soldiaz born 2 ride, killaz born 2 die, mommaz born 2 cry. Wild like tha lone fuck'n ranger, niggaz from tha South keep 1 up in tha chamber. Lord knows when ya enemy is quick, that's why niggaz watch'n niggaz back, cuz they gone off that pila shit. Cane, niggaz game, heroin in tha vain, fuck'n with there brains. Who tha next nigga ta get popped by a cop? Who tha next in tha hood 2 get shot? I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped with a bulletproof. Nigga on my stomach see muthafuck'n TRU. Soldia till I die, fuck it I won't cry, look my enemy in tha eye. Fuuck every nigga that ain't real, cuz we bout it, & if I have to die cuz a nigga gon' shout it! I was born a No Limit Soldia from heart. Cowards run they mouth, but killaz don't talk. Chorus (x2) You no Kris, I'm Kros, y'all ran, we walked. No Limit niggaz got Ghetto Dope by pounds & balls. Blow'n tapes up in flames, like weed. Got boxed albums up like keyz from tha South 2 Overseaz. Nigga, Independent & Rowdy, niggaz check billboard, number 1 & Bout It. That's why niggaz tryna get us on tha radio, now niggaz might see tha P on tha video, but a niggaz still TRU 2 tha gizame. Represent tha hood, & every fuck'n nigga that gang-bang. These streets iz so real, fool guard ya grill. Smoke 1 fo' tha homies that have made it over tha hill, cuz we... Chorus (x2) Silkk After dollarz, no cents. We represent'n No Limit, put it down rolex, presidential. Nigga ride everythang I done sent u. Nigga, I went from riches 2 riches, not muthafuck'n rags to riches, cuz I've always had money, plus I've always had bitches. Young muthafuckaz tryna get Mojo, nigga act like ya muthafuckaz know, cuz I pull a high solo. Hit em fo' they gee'z low, lay low, crow. Get a bien 2 go. Why ain't you ever know, don't crush dimes, & mo mo's. Nigga runnin' from tha po-po's, high from a low low, take a trip together to tha ocapulka. But show those, put ya breasts right up under my polo's, nigga strapped with a 44' & I'm solo. To try test'n tha best nut & that's a no no. 365 days, 24-7, I'm bout my richez, see money is a must, everything is a plus, including weed & bitchez. It went from $18.5 a key, not $18.5 fo' me see'n P ta do a show, act like y'all know. Ghetto millionaire, ship & guard tha dope. Master P You know me, we have Silkk & P, ugggggggghhh!!! |
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| 4:07 |
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Yo Boo er
i know i never told u this before but it might be time for me to get my hussle on but i need you there for me cause gangstas need love too Since you've been away I've been down and lonely ah, what Since you've been away I've been thinkin' of you Trying to understand the reason you left me What were you going through I'm missin you Gangsters need love too tell me why the road turns |
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| 3:05 |
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This is a ghetto public announcement (weed smokers)
Roll your blunts tight And light your joints Inhale...slowly exhale And that's how you get high. (clip from Friday) I know you don't smoke weed... I know this But I'm gonna get you high today Cause it's Friday, you ain't got no job, and you ain't got shit to do Pass me da green, I need some weed with my Hennessy <i>[repeat 8X]</i> (Inhale....exhale) Eyes selling red, got my dank from the Bahamas Went to see my girl smoke some green with her mama Jumped in my Cutlass on the way to the liquor store Picked up some blunts, got ten on the 2-0 Fix these palm trees wit some green leaves Got a nigga's head spinning like the seven seas Puff, puff, pass, nigga that's what Simon say Fools that hog the green or da weed gonna get carried away Fingernails burnt, lookin like a tweeker Ears steadily poppin, but not from the speakers Green got me hungry, fiendin for them munchies cause real smokers don't blow no fuckin green on empty stomachs Pass me da green, I need some weed with my Hennessy <i>[repeat 4X]</i> Green trees pack wood, make cabbage I like to get high but it ain't a bad habit Speed up with that weed smoke comin out my 'llac Got a hottie in the front and one in the back Blowin shotguns to me and my homie I feel like this weed make a young nigga horny I stopped the fuckin lac at Holiday Inn I ain't even trippin, told the girls to come in Laid her down steady cause she know I'm ready Choppin up weed like motherfuckin spaghetti Hoes down south must know voodoo cause every time I hit the weed I'm lookin for Isuzus Pass me da green, I need some weed with my Hennessy <i>[repeat 5X]</i> Y'all high yet? Pass me da green, I need some weed with my Hennessy <i>[repeat 3X]</i> Damn nigga y'all chokin, get the fuck out of here nigga Pass me da green I need some weed with my Hennessy Nigga I said are y'all high yet? Pass me da green I need some weed with my Hennessy <i>[repeat 3X]</i> Oh, you think you trippin now huh? You thinkin you hearing voices nigga? Well, if you is then you high nigga, but if you ain't |
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| 19. |
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| 2. |
| 3:29 |
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Look in the mirror we gone scream holla records (murder man)
that's my homies that be screaming in the grave yards Ughhhhhhhh Scream its wicked out here [Master P] Holla bloody mary lookin' eyes of the demon when you see a thug like a G screamin' I smoke green with the reaper I'm from the ghetto got paid with the gat and the beeper just a young thug tryin' make it visualize me in the ghetto and these fools tryin' break me forgive me for my weed and my hennessy young killers when I'm gone won't remember green and women be my past time live the life of a hustler came up on ghetto ryhmes seven-teen rounds for the bustas keep two for the cluckas I got .45, nines, and gats cocked young homies bangin' corner signs on my block and the average age is twenty-five young homies don't even live to retire I get paid I pluck what slang ki's i got the triple gold (Chorus)(2X) Scream (Aghhhhhh) I hear them comin' Scream (Aghhhhhh) I hear them comin' Scream (Aghhhhhh) I hear them comin' Scream (Aghhhhhh) I hear them comin' Scream (Aghhhhhh) I hear them comin' I hear 'em comin' I hear 'em comin' I see 'em comin' [Silkk the Shocker] P this reafer got me trippin' man the ghetto got me 'noid I be like eyes open turnin' both of my toys these daydreams sometimes turn to nightmares I be tryin' shake it but it seems to be like right there I know some homies that make fun of death short time to live good put when its all over ??? never took him out the hood can you see I was runnin' chased by the grim reaper he catch you while you're creepin' and catch you while you're sleepin' I'm surrounded by evil thoughts and also evil spirits but I could scream (Aghhhh) ain't nobody gone see it, they hear it see me in a closed casket they seemed to got me scared visions of cemetary troops thought they been took your boys its past my time to get high off green and swisher i used to carry the police like Nena and her twin sister you mess with my believes I'm comin' to get ya your family better have your picture cuz they gonna miss ya they kiss ya one two I'm comin' for you three four I'm kickin' up in your door life it seems to be a bad dream scream as loud as you want, but nobody gone hear your scream (Chorus)(2X) Scream (Aghhhhhh) I hear them comin' Scream (Aghhhhhh) I hear them comin' Scream (Aghhhhhh) I hear them comin' Scream (Aghhhhhh) I hear them comin' Scream (Aghhhhhh) I hear them comin' I hear 'em comin' I hear 'em comin' I see 'em comin' |
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