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Shut It Down Master P Shut It Down Lyrics (Feat. Low Down & Dirty Master P shanked the difficult problem giving delivering a meat wagon shake em and gank em and bake em serve em like ass taggin pussy now wish you continue sucking I get em bitch and im bout to get a nuts so shut Who Want Some Master P [Chorus - x4] Who said he want some Boy you don't want none We wile out in the club and that dum diddy dum dum [Master P] I like them girls but I don't fuck with them haters We in the club hella Let My 9 Get Em' Master P "[Master P] Where they at nigga? (There they is right there) Pass me them thangs [Chorus x3] Lay it down Lay it down hit 'em I ain't talkin' to no fool, bout tah let my 9 get 'em Uhh! Robbery Master P Nigga we got three minutes to get in and out this motherfucker and when you get in there don't act like no bitch (shot) Freeze motherfucker, alright bitch strip get down (shot) nothing but assholes 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 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 Somethin for the Street Master P Verse 1 In the crackhouse cutting up the diggety dope Breaking down the keys cutting them up like Riddick Bowe Gotta cook it up good for the dope fiends Not too much baking soda gotta keep it crystal 20 On Cars 26 On Trucks Master P [Hook - 2x] We riding 20's on the cars, and 26's on the trucks And everybody digging us, it ain't no limit to the bucks We making noise in the game, to let 'em know we coming up And haters moving out the Trust Nobody Master P it I gotta get ya first cause a nigga like ? No Limit Party Master P (Chorus) Ain't no party like a No Limit party cause the No Limit party is the shit All the niggas say bitches all the bitches say nigga Everybody else shut the fuck up Verse 1 Sideways through Dear Mr. President Master P "[Featuring Mac] [Master P] Dear Mr. 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 Real Love Master P [Master P] Get you in the bubble with the top down, girl drop down Got it home, ain't gon' stop now Early in the mornin, squeezy show me Straight to the temple, like to Mormons Ten karats, strawberries 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 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 I Got That Dank Master P Silkk (talking) : Let's go to commerical break for are you chronic smokers Now hit it for 10 and hold it for 20 (*coughs* I can't do that fool) Verse 1: I'm out of dank, my 40's halfway gone Com. 4 Master P 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 for that green sticky dank (gotta have it It's All Good Master P straight up 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 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 Ghetto D Master P Water bubbling, Voice in background repeating "make crack like this" Masta P Imagine substitutin crack for music I mean dope tapes This is how we would make it. Always Look a Man in the Eyes Master P successful black businessmen but we also mercenary soldiers (Chorus) Always look a man in the eyes before you kill him Even if he's a coward or a motherfucking drug dealer (My pops say) Verse 1 (Master Souljas Master P You in the ghetto and you ain't got no hustlin skills GET DOWN AND GIVE ME TEN PRIVATE Where y'all at Where y'all at Where y'all at Where y'all at I don't know what you've been told I don't know what you've Welcome to My City Master P And bitches want to make niggas into they baby daddy's And niggas still ride old school Caddies And a bunch of block parties and borrowers on the corner And niggas wish they could move to California It Ghetto Honey Master P 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 I think of you and I, want you boy no lie [Master 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 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 Time For a 187 Master P final call, I mean your final 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 Gangsta B... Master P to give me some ass And when I'm on the run I need a hoe to send me some 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 Da Last Don Master P get rid of gansta rap but what if gansta rap gets rid of you how'd you like them apples you want your kids to grow up listenin' to good american music but they don't want that they want that bout it