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 bout

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

HOW G'S RIDE Master P

[Master P talking] Ugh Niggas be trying to figure out how we roll out here in Cali You know what I'm saying Richmond California My little partners be rolling like Silkk fool Verse 1 [Master P

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

Eternity Master P

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 no mothafucka cry for me I want the nigga that did it to die with me and his

Soldiers, Riders, & G's Master P

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

Soldiers Riders And G's Master P

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

Souljas Master P

the East to the West Thugged out one two what we bout Knockin boots Shinin it out N O L I M I T UNNNNNNNNNGHHHHHHH See I'm a thug nigga, and I was born to die I hang with drug dealers, that's ready to ride

When They Gone Master P

gone thats when we realize I wish I could seen him before he died talk to him but when they gone thats when we realize Front, back, side to side but who would be the next nigga to roll in that black ride

If Master P

[Master P (Souya)] Yeah shorty, we could be like Bonnie & Clyde, ya heard Go out there and get this paper You wit it?

Homie Ride Master P f/ C-Murder, Gambino

[Chorus--Master P x4] I wonder when my homies ride Cuz when I'm gone ain't no time tah shed tears and cry [Master P] Uggggh Made money from cane, but times done change I done change my life

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......

It's All Good Master P

the road through the wood shorty Wanna take you to, paradise cause the hood is hot We done seen so many people in the hood get shot And I, don't wanna see my baby cry Anything happen to you I'm down to ride

Welcome to My City Master P

hard in the city Ughhhh I'm from the city of the go getters I mean the poor niggas With niggas smelt like they richer hoes but they broke niggas And the bitches like the peapop (peapop) And the niggas ride

1-900-Master P Master P

[Master P] G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep Thats how we late night creep See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on And at the side shows cars got it going on With that candy paint plus that ?

Thug Chick Master P

[Master P] I like a bad chick like, Martha Stewart that go to jail and holdin these streets down, Lisa Raye be a entertainer and still got a ghetto pass, Oprah Winfrey, Pimp TV and Paris Hilton get paid

Thug Chick Feat. Halleluyah Master P

Master PI like a bad chick like, Martha Stewart that go to jail And holdin these streets down, Lisa Raye be a entertainer And still got a ghetto pass, Oprah Winfrey, Pimp TV And Paris Hilton get paid to

We All We Got Master P

[Chorus - x2] [Master P] These boys don't talk a lot (ooh oooh) My soldiers don't run to the cops (ooh oooh) We got beef then we keep 'em cocked The new No Limit, we all we got [Master P] Now

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

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!}

Ghetto Life Master P

life would be, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto I'll show what I'm talkin bout, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto When ya comin from the eastside, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto I see you takin bills I'm ready to ride

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

Com. 4 Master P

(/Intro) This cowboys gone ride to California They got that green sticky weed when its on ya (Yee-haw) Hit the bay area to holla at the people Forty Whodi done changed his phone and his beepa Now Im tweekin

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!

Thug Girl Master P

Master PYo Snoop, you and Silkk remember that shit called dumb girl?

1-900 Master P Master P f/ Silkk

[Master P] G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep Thats how we late night creep See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on And at the side shows cars got it going on With that candy paint plus 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

Who Them Boyz Master P

[Intro] [Master P] Motherfucking King of Crunk and the Don of rowdy music nigga) [Lil Jon] Yyyeeeaahhh! [Lil Jon] Hey (Hey) Lil Jon (Lil Jon) Hey Master P (Master P) [Master P] Uuuughhhh!

Dear Mr President Master P

[Master P] Dear Mr.

Dear Mr. President Master P

"[Featuring Mac] [Master P] Dear Mr.

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

Respect My Game Master P

’t remembering me Then, yall niggas must not be from the streets cause my shit been in every car and every jeep From the south to the west, to the motherfucking east I got real gangsters ready to ride

Ghetto Honey Master P

[Hook: Theresa Esclovon] When I see you I, like to ride up and I Feel all good and I, want you boy no lie The way you walk the style, the clothes you wear You lick your lips, and I can't help but stare

Mama Raised Me Master P

"Chorus:Master P Daddy wasn't home so mama raised me I'ma thug but still mama bathed me (4X) Verse 1:Master P I live my life as a thug, roll wit' some killas Slang crack to some dope fiends, ride wit'

Let' Em Go Master P

[Master P] This goes out to anybody in the club That's with somebody and wanna to be with somebody else I mean, some of y'all ain't got y'all shit together And wanna be with a baller, let 'em go

Whoadie Gone Master P

around you I guess she ain't really know the dogs loved you And a dog'll do anything before you fall See you in the crossroad, we gon' miss you dog [Chorus with ad-libs] [Verse 2] Same hood that you ride

only the strong survive c murder

[Featuring Master P] [Master P] can't no one out side infiltrate this no limit organization so prepare yourself prepare for a battle chorus 2x real niggaz going to ride playa haters going to die

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

Some Jack Master P

juice Late night creeping as a motherfucker get loose On my way to Berkley with this hoochie Non-stop to the motherfucking jacuzzi Didn't have latex so I stopped at 7-Eleven That's when I knew the P

Somethin for the Street Master P

not the mack daddy I'm a put that ass to sleep And its a message from the motherfucking street (Chorus) Something funky for the streets And the niggas and the hoes Verse 2 Top down as we ride

I'm A Gangsta Master P

when you walk, look mean when you talk Keep that green in the vault -- we some gangsters nigga White tees on the block, 23's on the drop And you keep them thangs cocked -- cause we some gangsters nigga [Master

Thinkin' Bout U Master P

DickI'm thinkin about you Master PMy enemies hate me money can't make me Bitches can't break me the feds can't take me Give me four or five months and I'm out It must be love momma put up the house And

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

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

Time For a 187 Master P

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 for fuckin with my money P

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

Gangsta b Master P

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 street life And I know it sound crazy I want a gangsta bitch to have my baby And pack a 380 And ride

Gangsta B... Master P

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 street life And I know it sound crazy I want a gangsta bitch to have my baby And pack a 380 And ride

Playa Haterz Master P

Keeping my game tight so short like a razor blade Afraid of who is what you ask me Just because you got your mac10 ready to blast me And pass me up as if you didn't know Representing getting low, P