I run this motherfucker, TRU niggaz. So which category does Master P fall into? And now I'm grown, and they wonder why I'm crazy. I can't seem to satisfy you, bitch she trippin' bout' the BILLS!!! Pimp hoes for the pussy.
Push the glock inside when I'm riding. Today aint Friday, ten it is and today is my day. What were you going thru. I done made it out the ghetto. I'm down here slangin, rollin with these hustlers. 9 months later, we ain't bustin no caps. See me and C and P forever gon be ridin and thuggin. Make crack like this master p wife. Young thug caught one slug rest in peace. Ya' gotta' realize I ain't tryin' to be no broke fart. On the mic the highlights are Mystikal, Mia X and the godfather of dirty south Pimp C who drops the only performance on this album not by No Limit crew member. But you a motherfuckin' TRU g, if you get the muffins and she pay for the trees. I scream with riches, tag teaming with bitches.
After big bucks no whami, on our way to the grammy. 17 Pass Me da Green 3:05. Seen it all in the project halls and the street corners. Tha homies that have made it over tha hill, cuz we... Silkk. And ain't no beam'em up Scotty, ain't no savin' hoes that ain't puttin' in no work. Damn nigga y'all chokin, get the fuck out of here nigga. Screaming tell god to make space them niggas killed my ace. Make crack like this master p get. The unlady like mistress. I done niggas kill over drug money. I ain't know, I was livin' next door to Captain Kirk. But enough about Master P. Ghetto D is loaded with guest appearances from his No Limit Soldiers. Trust nobody got my gun and went an smacked Kane and Abel. Dont need to use other niggas names.
That's why I never trust a bitch. Convicts and dealers, and killers with TRU tats. Cars and tennis bracelets just a thang (meanwhile). Cause jackers take your life away and aint no coming back. Prime checks Prime Suspects prime nine. But i still got g's and im still ballin.
Done took you out the ghetto, now your name is Miss Versace. Hella mail from sales. All of the beats are bouncy and I sense a bit of West Coast influence in them. It's all about you and me. I been out here hustling trying to get dough. There's no one gonna get used. Make crack like this master p say. And only cars get brand new grills. Sell cream to fiends. Tyrin' to chase dreams. Albums up like keyz from tha South 2 Overseaz. But show those, put ya. For the jackas and the dope fiends.
Should I kill a nigga for respect, or should I let him go. Fuck them for going after folks like Master P but staying silent when Puffy and all those other New Yorkers were doing the same thing. MP] Ungggggghh, na-nah na-nah. Cash chips like casinos. I went from halves, to hoes with weed to working water.
Silkk the Shocker, or should I say. I give'em a little somethin', but at the end I. take'em back and get the most love. Even though I smile, it's sad, but they say gangstas can't cry. We gonna keep this bitch jammin. In the park you liked to ball, put yo name upon the wall. There's something endlessly satisfying about hearing Master P go "UgghHHHHHH". Just die every nigga and bitch that tried to stop me. I give you rubbers for your friends for show. Automatic gats for combat what we pack. Fiend exercisin this right, of exorcism bustin out the expedition.
The lyrical content of Ghetto D is nothing you've never heard before. So feel the wrath of this sista, it's like you fightin 10 niggaz. Soldia till I die, fuck it I won't cry, look my enemy in. Rush to you outside know what Im sayin. Break ki's down to oz's. Wild like tha lone fuck'n ranger, niggaz from tha South.
Ain't no more fights, and ain't no more tears). Take the game from this show bug, cuz Silkk ain't no love. Fuck around get your whole click torn in it. I ain't even trippin, told the girls to come in. The Virgin Mary came when my homie bleed. I know most of my niggas can feel me. But why yall niggas still runnin all off at the mouth man. Cuz it's gonna be hard for our future sons and daughters. But if you a punk motherfucker talkin shit and working with the rollers.
Everytime I see something you done left. The bitch to smack her nigga. What's up to all the slangers, the bangers, bloods and cuz. 365 days, 24-7, I'm bout my richez, see money is a must, everything is a plus, including weed & bitchez.
And uh, that mean you trying to do something. I wash your mouth out with soap. In the projects niggaz anything goes. But they don't know what you done see. NFL NBA Megan Anderson Atlanta Hawks Los Angeles Lakers Boston Celtics Arsenal F. C. Philadelphia 76ers Premier League UFC. I got fiends runnin out the fuckin crack house.
Candy painted cadillacs and triple gold. After parties hoes come to a cease. I know you in a better place. We keep rollin, na-nah-nah-nah-nah. If you're a decision maker, guaranteed you'll get carried away.
However, if you've read my reviews you know I love that stuff.
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