Souljas Master P

or the bic ba bayyy Smoke weed with my nigga but don't trick ba bayyy Now if you step to one of my niggaz, then you steppin to me I heard you famous cat, but you don't mean shit to me I'm out that C P

Souljas 504 Boyz

Real estatin' Never hatin' Shakin' up the game, bringin' the major pain Yea nigga, we all in the same game We enlighten, ignitin, never fightin' And we got them motherfuckers bitin' You fuck wit' P,

Where the Little Souljas At? Lil Soldiers

Chorus (Both) We the s up in serious real with this We the knuckles pointin' out when you ball your fist We the crackles on bricks that be hurtin you feet We the Lil' Soldiers doin' it down with Master

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...

Mr. Ice Cream Man Master P

Ice Cream Man or call me Master P I got that 2 for 3 call me if you need some D Me and my little brother Silkk we be ballin Got this thang sewed up from Texas to New Orleans And cross the West Coast

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

Time 2 Chill Master P

from Master P, he's straight mack from 1991

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

Them Jeans Master P

cushion I ain't Bill Cosby, but I love jello pudding Check out that Puerto Rican body, she's a hottie I ain't Slick Rick but +La Di Da Di+ And who's the fly white girl, she ain't that tall So them P.

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

Killa Pussy Master P

Master P: Yo Ann, wuz up? Ann: Wuz up? Master P: Shit girl I know you got it going on and everything But its like this here, (what?)

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

Bloody Murder Master P

have a buck on him Damn, I didn't want to beat the fool's ass I reached for my gat, then out jumped the taz They started gunnin, I started runnin, I got away They thought they had me caught but the P

I Got That Dank Master P

mobile phone Get a bag, get a bag, of that ziggety zag careful don't twerk, cause them niggas smoke that giggety grass And 5 0 run up on a nigga G they ain't catching niggas like the fucking piggety P

Act A Fool (Feat. Lil' Jon) Master P

and now them hoes wanna call ya I ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quit I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6 Don't make me act a fool (what!)

1/2 On A Bag Of Dank Master P

Light ya joints, lets have a muthaphukkin smokeoff yall niggas bout ta see more of that country ass muthaphukkin Masta P from New Orleans to Richmond California, that nigga crazy ass, but check this

Black and White Master P

P: Son, didn't I tell you I don't want you fighting? Kid: But he called me a nigger.

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

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 asshole...

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!}

Bullets Gots No Name Master P

of bullets in this bitch with no name on them you know what I'm saying when you been hit by the bitch you know it was ment for your punk ass my nigga Ski whats up my nigga C whats up my nigga P

Basketball Master P

If you still love this game make some noise They're playing basketball We love that basketball They're playing basketball We love that basketball They're playing basketball We love that basketbal...

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

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 ?

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

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

Bastard Child Master P

(Chorus) You abandoned P Now he don't have no where to go No where to go no where to go I guess I'll sell dope No where to go no where to go I guess I'll sell dope Verse 1 Giggety glock and

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

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

That Ain`t Nothing Master P

[that ain't nothing] P Miller on my shirt and pants [that ain't nothing] And my speakers say the same thing [that ain't nothing] (Verse 3: Romeo + Master P) Richie Rich be my nickname [that ain't

Ghetto Ballin Master P

[Verse 1: Master P] Love money, hate haters 10 years later, still gettin paper Put 20's on the big wheel It's Univeral now Just signed a big deal Party at the spot, come ball wit me And if you aint

Roll How We Roll Master P

[Chorus: Afficial] Yall niggas can't roll how we roll Live how we live stroll how we stroll Yall niggas can't roll how we roll Live how we live stroll how we stroll [Master P] I got a mansion in

No More Tears Master P

said somebody tried to kill P And you know your boy's sellin dope But all you say is watch yo back Cause you don't want to see me go Chorus: (Repeat 2X) Momma I don't wanna see you cry No more

When They Gone Master P

(Master P talking) Yall know all this motherfucking black on black crime go to cease This goes out to all my motherfucking dead soilders out there my little brother Kevin Miller Vanguard, Bernell Jackson

Ice on My Wrist Master P

Master P : 2000 remix ya heard me?

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,

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

Act A Fool Master P

and now them hoes wanna call ya I ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quit I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6 Don't make me act a fool (what!)

Represent Master P

Silkk [Master P *talking*] (oh ooh) don't be scared haha, ain't no limit soldiers... (oh ooh) ... til I D-I-E C-P-3 (represent it, ya heard me!)

Low Down & Dirty Master P

blowjobing like robyn, the ripper ripping and slipping tongue tiping a zipping,my zipper slapin and jabbing come nabbing and having a cross straight up I didnt have to wait up and I licked my balls, Master

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

We Like Them Girlz Master P

girl won't you do that dance lookin good mami, won't you shake that thing I like your style and the way you move you make a thug wanna get wit you [Silkk] When I come through Dawg you no I'm fly [Master

Safe Sex Master P

This is a public service annoucement for safe sex Safe sex is what I kick Cause you never know when you'll meet a freaky chick Just Put a condom on your dick some like to suck ohh Fuck! I like it...

Anything Goes Master P

motherfucking enemy 19 years old gold fronts and a mean mug I hooked up with my little cousin Jimmy learned to slang drugs A lot of shit done changed in my fucking neighborhood This fast cash got the P

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

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

Hands of a Dead Man Master P

[Verse-1] As they shackled and chained me for a murder case Out the hood on my way to CYA And from CYA to the Pembrooke If they find the murder weapon I get 10 more But just like a g I remained c...

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

Doo Rags Master P

[Chorus 2X: Master P] My niggas here we go (huh) from the streets we clock that doe (what) doo rags with a mouth full a golds (huh) all my niggas ready ta roll (what!)

Pass Me Da Green Master P

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....