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Ghetto Life Master P f/ UGK Uhhh, shhhh Don't say nothin' just listen (For all y'all ghetto people out there) Through like all the bloodshed And all the tears and all the homies I done lost (Calliope Projects) Ain't nothing Ghetto Life Master P That's what my momma always told me When ya livin on the eastside, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto I never knew what my life would be, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto I'll show what I'm talkin bout, ghetto Playaz From the South UGK Playaz From the South featuring Master P, Silkk (U.G.k) Ya, hahaha...Well I been direct, break yo kneck to get a peep of a TRU 11 goddamn fool. Ghetto Prayer Master P f/ Magic {Master P prays in the background} Our father, who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name Thy kingdom come, thy will be done On earth, as it is in heaven {spoken over prayer} Hail Mary (Hail Mary Ghetto Honeys Master P f/ Mac [Master P] - {repeat 3X} See I like to smoke weed and I love to make money But I, can't live without you beautiful ghetto honeys [Master P] Now if that nigga doin wrong, and you don't want to 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 Ghetto in the Sky Master P It's like my adversaries plottin on my death But I put my life in God's hands, y'know I'm thugged out for life, I'm a ghetto nigga for life and uhh.. Ghetto Ballin Master P [Chorus x4] Girls jock me You cant knock me We ghetto ballin My real thugs got me UNNGGHHHHHHHHH! 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. 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 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 Ghetto Model Master P with you I see you eyeing me, as I am eyeing you I guess the real in me, attracts the thug in you [Hook - 2x] Face like a model, body like a dancer Turn heads in the club, make you wanna romance her [Master More 2 Life Master P f/ C-Murder 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 My Ghetto Heroes Master P f/ Skull Duggery [Master P] Ha Ha Ha Most niggas might think I'm crazy when I tell em this (Yeah G) But you know what most nigga look up to like Presidents Niggas thats in sports All this type of shit as heroes Living This Life UGK Lord, it's so hard, living this life A constant struggle each and everyday Some wonder why I'd rather die Than to continue living this way Uh, I don't wanna do this no mo' But dis the only thang that I 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 Murder UGK Jus' got back from California Kicked it wit B-Legit Put me down with purple chronic And that hurricane shit In the studio with Ton, Man, I wish I could stay I got ta holla at Master P 'cause we got money Ghetto Cheese Tru Intro:(Master P) Ha hah Master P Silkk in this bitch This is how we be doing in the hood like Gs(In the hood nigga) The fiends be marchin through my hood (Hoorah Hoorah) The fiends be marchin 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!} Whoadie Gone Master P dog [Chorus with ad-libs] [Verse 2] Same hood that you ride in Will get you crossed up homie, you'll die in A couple of dollars get you knocked off They trippin' on bin Laden, what about these ghetto 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 I'm Alright Master P 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 one life 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 Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta? Master P Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta Grew up in the ghetto, raised by killers T-R-U 'cross my stomach Yo' neighborhood thug nigga, tryin to make it Out this fucked up environment Where niggaz die tryin 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. Goodbye to my homies Master P 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 need to smile for my ghetto 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 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' One Day UGK One day youre here, baby But then youre gone (repeat) Bun B This world we livin in man it aint nuthin but drama Everyone wanna harm ya in New york niggas gettin shot fo bombers Now they got yo life The Ghetto's Got Me Trapped Master P "You fell into my trap why don't you go ahead and destroy yourselves You fucking little monkeys This Ghetto Got me trapped (Ughhhh) But I ain't ready yet [Sons of Funk and Master P] Lord won't you wash