[Intro] No matter what you do my nigga It's not gonna be enough You tryna feed mothafuckas that always gonna be hungry If you feed the wrong mothafucka
they steady throwin stones but I'm alright my nigga The same way they did Christ my nigga But I ain't mad at 'em, they hurtin and I'm alright my nigga [Master P
I pull up at the club, drinkin' and I'm gettin' loose I'm V.I.P., I ain't thinkin' how I'm gettin' through I'm chillin' with P and I'm actin' the fool
[Master P] Hey ma [repeat 3X] Hey ma, you want a lil' or a lot [Chorus: Master P - repeat 2X] Shake it for me shorty, work what you got I ain't gon'
Paris Hilton get paid to play, that's how I like it [Chorus: Master P] I like a thug chick, I want a bad bitch [repeat 8X] [Master P] Give me a, country
you dem people {?} [Chorus 4X: Master P] Snitches stop callin the cops - cause I ain't playin Better watch what you say on the block - cause I ain't playin [Master P
can't have it All for Lexus, my baby, my boo If I ever need help I just scream, "Hootie hoo" My P. Miller speakers match my P. Miller sneakers The ones
got the whole hood, in his hand He got the whole hood, in his hand He got the whole hood, in his hand He got the whole, hood, in, his, hand [Master P
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 P
. a chick is a thug girl wit mad flava damn she can get that thug easy, Crazy would you hit that boy? Yea If i got use rubber, Ima soilder not a lover. master p
I'm down here in South Park Just put a million dollar reward up for any information on anybody you know who killed Kenny YA HEARD?! Kenny's dead we gotta
Don't say nothin', just listen [Incomprehensible] all the bloodshed And all the tears and all the homies I done lost Ain't nothing like the ghetto if
call all the calvary, Renforcements, and Yo local P-D They gettin somewhere if they see me My nigga thats how these G's be We 3, Me, C and Master P Sippin
[Silkk the Shocker] Niggas hear this I want niggas to mug niggas Like, what you lookin at? [Master P] Bounce wit me, bounce wit me, bounce When my real
[Chorus x4] Girls jock me You cant knock me We ghetto ballin My real thugs got me UNNGGHHHHHHHHH! [Verse 1: Master P] Love money, hate haters 10 years
Ya see, wenches be messy like Marvin My homies be ballin', pimp tricks eryday, from L.A. to the Bay To New Orleans, the original big baby, like Big Mike
the windows Getting him for whatever I can get Now it's time for my niggas to ride and let this shit fuckin' clear Late night creeping Big Ed and Master P P
Dear Mr. President I live in the hood Where people live bad but say it's all good And my homies slanging and robbing Caught a misdemeanor felonies We