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

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

When They Gone Master P

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

Goodbye to my homies Master P

How do I say goodbye to what we had The good times that made us laugh outweighed the bad I thought we'd get to see forever But forever's gone away It's so hard to say goodbye to my homies Ya'll

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

Hands of a Dead Man Master P

bout a mothafucking phone call And as they booked me I had a mouthful of crack And when I shit tonight bitch I'm gone get it back I must be daydreaming I'm thinking about my bitch Til this motherfucker

Whoadie Gone Master P

[Chorus with ad-libs] Whoadie gone, what we gon' do now Whoadie gone, can't stop now Whoadie gone, what we gon' do now Whoadie gone, can't stop now Whoadie gone, what we gon' do now Whoadie gone,

211 Master P

P: Touch the button and I'ma hurt you bitch Why you had to and make P get his hands dirty trick And that'll be some fucking more shit Sonya C grab the tape cause we ain't leaving no fucking evidence

We Riders Master P, Mac

[Master P] The game of life did change the old dope game is now called the rap game in other words you can't trust nobody money's the root of all evil I can either be your best friend or your

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

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

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 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

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.

Somethin for the Street Master P

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 clean And just like 7 Up Shake the shit well till

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

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

Ride Master P

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 it bout it nigga now the world gone

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!)

Represent Feat. Silkk The Shocker Master P

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

BACK UP OFF ME Master P

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 cluckers

Why They Wanna Wish Death Master P

trying to play my part But why they wanna wish death, on me and my niggaz [Master P] My nigga stared at me, must be mad at me I grew up with this nigga, how the fuck he sent the FED's at me Boz

Always Look a Man in the Eyes Master P

-If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good -But we independent, black owned and making scrilla -We a threat to society -They ban our movies our videos, but we still #1 in America -You

Ghetto Love Master P

Dick] Chorus (2x): You just don't know what you do to me And I hope you know what you got Master P: I remember walking you from school and homies hate me But I ain't tripping cause I knew one day

Never Ending Game Master P

(the dope game) I'm a let y'all know something (welcome to the dope game) Something that'll never end, this shit is going on like fucking numbers Black on black crime, nigga it go like this here We

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 basketball

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

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

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

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

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

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

Soilder Till I Die TRU (Master P)

P/(Magic) I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what) I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard me) I'm a soldier till the day that I die (what) I'm a soldier till the day that I die (ya heard

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

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?

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

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

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

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.

It's A Drought Master P

[Hook - 2x] It's a drought, but we got dope We got dope, we got dope It's a drought, but we got dope Then it's gon cost you mo' [Master P] First you mix the dope, then you cook the dope And if

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

No More Tears Master P

I can trust in this world -This for you mom Momma, this is one thing I still can't realize How you been so strong when my brother died You done kept the family together tight Thinkin about how we

Stop Playing Wit Me Master P

Knuckle up nigga When we catch y'all..

Made Niggaz mack 10

[Master P] (Mack 10) Third ward, New Orleans. To Inglewood. To the motherfuckin world, nigga. Mack Dime. (What's up my nigga?) Mystikal, and Master P. (They know, P, they know, they know.)

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

No Limit Party Master P

Never giving a fuck I'm bout to let off 5 shots Motherfucker in the parking lot talking shit Get my gat I wouldn't give a fuck, I'm going giggety click On his ass for the 9 0 Giving a fuck cause we

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

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.

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?