Hands of a Dead Man Master P

calm No witnesses a few more weeks I'll be going home But as the fucking police car drove off g I started thinking about my motherfucking family About the dope game must of been the wrong move I

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

Whoadie Gone Master P

dog, he never lived in fear Real thug figure, straight hard hitter Whoadie gone, homies pour out a lil' liquor Can't find the killer, damn and it hurt man Whoadie on a t-shirt, they dropped him in

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!

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

Ride For You Master P

PThem boyz can't stop us They got us loadin em choppaz They wanna do it come pop it Man we see em we drop em That's the life of a thug we wild out in them clubs T-shirts and du-rags show my niggaz some

Black & White Master P

But he called me a nigger I'm just a black man trapped in this white world I'm just a black man trapped in this white world I'm just a black man trapped in this white world I'm just a black man trapped

Somethin for the Street Master P

Gotta cook it up good for the dope fiends Not too much baking soda gotta keep it crystal clean And just like 7 Up Shake the shit well till the motherfucker bubble up And now its time for the testing of

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

Getaway Clean Master P

[Police Call] 211, 211 we are looking for Master P The suspect is armed and dangerous, repeat armed and dangerous [Master P] I'm gone had to lose the alarm, ducking the Dodge and movin the fuckers

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

Always Look a Man in the Eyes Master P

see a coward can talk shit behind a nigga back -But only a man can tell you what's on his mind when he look you in the eyes -In other words, don't judge a book by its cover -See we successful black

COM.3 Master P

[Master P *talking*] Yo Mike take me to the commercial man so I can tell why I never fall off you know what I'm saying, before I do I sell all the houses and cars I got I'm a hustler man, we losin

Com. 3 Master P

Yo Mike take me to the commercial man So I can tell why I never fall off You know what I'm saying, before I do I sell all the houses and cars I got I'm a hustler man, we losin and get it back easy But

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

Black and White Master P

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.

Why They Wanna Wish Death Master P

died of cancer, Black Jimmy got life Faldy got shot, hurt Ervin and changed his life And I done seen so many, white t-shirts with faces And I done seen so many, ghetto lives get wasted And it's a

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?

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

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

Back On Top Master P

country tycoon with a hole lot of bread Bentleys and Hummers we bout that there And all my No Limit Soldgiers how you do that their?

Get Your Paper Master P

P what's up boy? What's up 40 boy? Talk to me weepilation. Dey don't know we been doin' dis. Last Deezy Last Don. Bay Area playa nigga.

Eyes of a Killer Master P

Posted on the block getting paid with the locs up everybody in the hood just as smoked up so I just walk with my locs on, and get my motherfucking set get it going on, in other words I see a fiend

When They Gone Master P

[Verse 1] It's 1995, a lot of brothers done died Alot of sisters, and mamas, and fathers and aunties, and grandmamas left to cry Now he nothing but a memory, he used to be a friend to me said

Jack of the Jackers Master P

I caught you 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

I Need Dubs Master P

[Intro: Master P] When I'm alone my car... I'm thinking about Miss Lorenzo... My girl amy... Sprewells,Giovanni,Daytons,Mo-Mos,Diablows and my girl Ashanti......

I Need Dubs (Feat. Lil'Romeo) Master P

"[Intro: Master P] When I'm alone my car... I'm thinking about Miss Lorenzo... My girl amy... Sprewells,Giovanni,Daytons,Mo-Mos,Diablows and my girl Ashanti......

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!}

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

Snitches Master P

[Snitch:] Man I wasn't hanging with the police man [Snoop:] Oh, you didn't think I seen you [Snitch:] Man, you trippin' man [Snoop:] I seen you jump out that car, nigga [Snitch:] Nah man, fuck that dog

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

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

Time 2 Chill Master P

Yo man you know what I'm sayin fuckin mission accomplished now you know what I'm sayin? I count like about 15 million, ya know what I'm sayin? Split 4 ways yaknowhatI'msayin?

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

Respect My Game Master P

hungry If you feed the wrong motherfucker they gon bite you But you know what, if you are really are real And you respect the game, niggas gon respect you But if you are fake, niggas gon play you like a

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

Rollin' Thru My Hood Master P

yo kid man, stop the music rollin through my, rollin through my hood this what I see when I'm rollin through my hood 2 to the 3 to the 4 the 5 the 6 and everybody in the ghetto trying to sew this

Oh Na Nae Master P

Yo como aqui, tambien el dineros Yo quiero la pesos Chorus: Master P (repeat 2X) * I say ooooh nah nae I got to get the money 'fore I play (dineros) I say ooooh nah nae I got to get the money

Playa Haterz Master P

Yo JT tell her to give me a 7 UP man Hey, hey that bitch tripping man, hey bring us some drinks hoe Man that show was liver than a motherfucker they was loving us Man it was large as shit Verse

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

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

20 On Cars 26 On Trucks Master P

, pockets only fifty grand Riding a big body Impala, me and my partna Stan 20 inch rims, keep 'em spinning like a ceiling fan Haters goal tending, trying to get me out my figgas man But they can't get