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

Dead Presidents Willie Dixon

(performed by Little Walter) Them dead presidents Them dead presidents Well I ain't broke but I'm bad bent Everybody loves them dead presidents A little bit of Lincoln can't park the car Washington he

Dead Presidents Blueprint

that I made on gear Fast forward to the present now rap's my job But I'm still goin after it hard Because I know the ride could end just as fast as it starts And I'll be right back on the block with "Dead

Till We Dead & Gone Master P

Hook - 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

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

Hands of a Dead Man Master P

you ain't nothing but a number black You never know when the fucker going to call you back I'd rather sleep in some motherfucking quick sand They killed my celly have you ever held the hands of a dead

Till We Dead And Gone Master P

"[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

Intro Dead P

uh yeah check it check it check it yeah come on It's the Dead'p the master in mc's field yo know what I'm sayin?

Psycho Rhymes Master P

Yo it's 1992 and Master P is back up in this motherfucker (Yo man lets do this shit right, man.

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

Time For a 187 Master P

breath And when I hit you with that 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

Dead Presidents II Jay-Z

Chorus: "Presidents to represent me" --> Nas"Get money!" "I'm out for presidents to represent me""Get money!" "I'm out for presidents to represent me""Get money!"

Dead Presidents II J. Cole

Cole] I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent

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

Dead Presidents (Feat. Juicy J & Rich Homie Quan) Ty Dolla $ign

Do it for the dead presidents Do it for the dead presidents Do it for the dead presidents Wanna see you do it for the dead presidents Do it for the dead presidents Do it for the dead presidents Do it for

211 Master P

Hey P man remember that shit last year you was talking bout that bloody murder shit Won't you kick some more of that shit Verse 1 Jumped out the Chev mean mugged at some sucker punks King flashed

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

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

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

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

Hah, light ya lighta Damn, I done did some messed up stuff Rest in peace Tupac I wonder this my last weed I'ma smoke This for all my dead homies My last time ridin up in

Bout That Drama Master P f/ Silkk the Shocker

Silkk-Time to take two in your fuckin' back Master P-Young Silkk the shocker in this bitch Master P-Bout that drama Master P-No Limit [Silkk] Niggas must wanna fuckin' die bitch Talkin' that

R.I.P Tupac Master P

I see death around the corner (Master P) Ya thought it was over But it's only the beginnig, thug niggas don't die One born every minute, 2 pac don't leave That's what they're screaming But theese

Jack of the Jackers Master P

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 tune up its 91 Master

When They Gone Master P

The fool was a killer found him dead on his knees same room he left his wife and kid left to grieve Hoping is a nightmare, one pop and he's outta there god rest his soul, left his kid in a wheelchair

Never Ending Game Master P

never end, 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

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

Goodbye to my homies Master P

to my homies Ya'll 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 R-I-P

Ride 4 You Master P

Afficial Hail mary from the graves, the Lord is with thee Bless these thugs (Uuuugh) as we ride (As we ride) Good side, bad side [Master P] Til death do us part we gon thug to the end See I got

Somethin for the Street Master P

motherfucking street (Chorus) Something funky for the streets And the niggas and the hoes Verse 2 Top down as we ride thru the giggety streets OG blood in my veins, but they don't know the P

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

Ride For You Master P

Hail mary from the graves, the Lord is with thee Bless these thugs (Uuuugh) as we ride (As we ride) Good side, bad side Master PTil death do us part we gon thug to the end See I got you my nigga from the

Intro 데드피(Dead`P)

uh yeah check it check it check it yeah come on It's the Dead'p the master in mc's field yo know what I'm sayin?

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

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

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!

War Wounds Master P

[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

BACK UP OFF ME Master P

Man (Are you ready for this) It's bad like my high (Are you ready for this) ERRR, my No Limit Soldiers, trademark Get em' up ugh, show ya domes, T-R-U We TRU, ugh, ugh Time to go to war, ugh [Master

Why They Wanna Wish Death Master P

see you thugs at the crossroad [Hook - 2x] Some say, life be short I think, we was cursed from the start I'm only trying to play my part But why they wanna wish death, on me and my niggaz [Master

Till We Dead and Gone Master P f/ Bone Thugs-N-Harmo

[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

Dead Presidents (Part 1) Jay Z/Rell F

[Ja

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

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,

P 프리마켓

war is dead crazy war is dead crazy 모든 것은 하나둘씩 쓰러지고 머릿속은 온통 피로 채워지고 이제 남은 모든 것을 태워버려 war is dead crazy 미치도록 잊고 싶었지만 아무것도 잊을 수 없는 건 명분없는 전쟁속에 내자신은 my life is crazy anytime anywhere anything

Hot Boys And Girls Master P

"[Featuring Kane & Abel Mia X Mystikal Silkk The Shocker] [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

No One's Getting Out Alive Scarlet

Dead presidents Bleeding America Blue Dead presidents Shocking you with stun guns on the seven o'clock news Your right hand man is sharpening his knives Side by side One by one Standing in line to sedate

Livingdead 에이펙스

I'm out for dead presidents to represent me everyday its gotta be loot gotta be real and everything you say has got to be trill I'm out for dead presidents to represent me everyday its gotta be

Dead president part ll Jay-Z

"Presidents to represent me" --> Nas "Get money!" "I'm out for presidents to represent me" "Get money!" "I'm out for presidents to represent me" "Get money!"

pushin P (feat. Young Thug) Gunna, Future, Young Thug

(Wheezy outta here) Pushin' P Yeah, pushin' P, turn me up Turn me up, P, uh-ah Pointers in the Patek and my piece, I'm pushin' P Copped new hammers for my P, we don't want no peace Got a spot across

Ride Master P

Picture this nigga me a ghetto millionaire and all my fucking enemies evaporated (evaporated) only the real can feel me (only the real) Let's ride this one's for the killers and dealers still bou...