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

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

Smokin Green TRU (Master P)

somethin (Silkk in this bitch C Murder) for all them niggaz in the projects that's tryin to come up (and you know me, Master P, pervin on that muthafuckin swisha sweet) Mr Serv-On gon hit this sweet

No Limit Party Master P

(Chorus) Ain't no party like a No Limit party cause the No Limit party is the shit All the niggas say bitches all the bitches say nigga Everybody else shut the fuck up Verse 1 Sideways through

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

Com. 4 Master P

I just got a little carried away You know how fucking far I had to go to get that nigga? Ill pay Get in the fuckin car then nigga. Come on nigga lets go!

Bullets Gots No Name Master P

hahahaha we got a bag full 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

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

Make Em Say Uhh #2 Master P

"[phone ringing] [No Limit studios]-""No Limit studio"" [Master P]-""Yo nigga, whatcha'll workin' on?"" [NLS]-""Nigga, who the fuck is this?""

Low Down & Dirty Master P

damn daisyways in the project labled as reject, cops rolled trough to break a niggaz neck see shit like that just make me mad, bitches wanna see me in the big black bag cause a nigga like me got big

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

Dank JT Money

hoe bout J And that's fo'sho bout J I hate these otha niggaz talkin all dis ya ya Up in this mutha fucka wont do a dayum thang thang Money man still spittin straight game game Since day 1 aint a dayum

Pass Me Da Green Master P

Pass me da green, i need some weed with my hennessy (repeat 8 times) (Inhale....exhale) Eyes selling red, got my dank from the Bahamas Went to see my girl smoke some green with her mama.

Time to Check My Crackhouse Master P

[Chorus x 4] Time To Check My Crackhouse, my crackhouse, my crackhouse [Verse 1] The P rat a tat It's time to start checkin' shit I'm the wrong nigga in the projects to be fuckin' with Man

Anything Goes Master P

Oh yeah this dope shit done got a lot of my niggas taken out the game And to my brother Kevin Miller, rest in peace fool Verse 1 Growing up in the Calliope, New Orleans to be exact g I had

Time 2 Chill Master P

Then a we got like about seven kilo's of cocaine yeah yaknowhatI'msayin? But uh on the real though yaknowhatI'msayin? I think im about to gettin me a bitch or somethin yaknowhatI'msayin?

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 ?

Reverse The Game Master P

[1:] Man, what you got to work with? You ain't got no silence around?

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

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

Bloody Murder Master P

Verse One: Me and the crew had the 40s and dank getting fucked up Plottin on some suckas last week that snuck up They thought they had us done, we had the 9's and clip man Cash in the ride, hoe

1-900 Master P Master P f/ Silkk

[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

Mr. Ice Cream Man Master P

Ice Cream Man) 4X Verse One: Hit the blocks dressed in white with some baggy girbaud's A pocket full of stones, 3 G's and tryin to lose these hoes And the task coming sick cause its the first of

HOW G'S RIDE Master P

[Master P talking] Ugh Niggas be trying to figure out how we roll out here in Cali You know what I'm saying Richmond California My little partners be rolling like Silkk fool Verse 1 [Master P

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

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

Some Jack Master P

Verse 1 Hit the block sideways with the lights off On 23rd a young bitch about to get tossed Straight jocking the triple golds I was rolling on Car full of smoke as I tried to get my perk on Straight

I Don`t Master P

uh, niggas [Verse 1] The New No Limit so how you love that?

Ghetto D Master P

(There it is right there) For all you playas, hustlaz, ballas and even you smokas Ma ma ma ma make crack like this Masta P Ghetto Dope No Limit Records (Ma ma ma make crack like this) Part of

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

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

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

I Need Dubs (Feat. Lil'Romeo) Master P

"[Intro: Master P] When I'm alone my car... I'm thinking about Miss Lorenzo... My girl amy... Sprewells,Giovanni,Daytons,Mo-Mos,Diablows and my girl Ashanti......

I Need Dubs Master P

[Intro: Master P] When I'm alone my car... I'm thinking about Miss Lorenzo... My girl amy... Sprewells,Giovanni,Daytons,Mo-Mos,Diablows and my girl Ashanti......

Somethin for the Street Master P

And its a message from the motherfucking street (Chorus) Something funky for the streets And the niggas and the hoes Verse 2 Top down as we ride thru the giggety streets OG blood in my

Robbery Master P

you done do it (Chorus) Gimme whatcha got and whatcha dont got you can keep its a motherfucking robbery nigga Verse 1 (C-Murder) Don't move or I'm a break you off somthing proper, with 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

Whoadie Gone Master P

Whoadie on a t-shirt, they dropped him in the dirt man And the sister, she was trippin' man Askin' me questions like "Who caught him slippin' man" Where you at and who around you I guess she ain't

When They Gone Master P

[Verse 1] It's 1995, a lot of brothers done died Alot of sisters, and mamas, and fathers and aunties, and grandmamas left to cry Now he nothing but a memory, he used to be a friend to me said

Just an Everyday Thang Master P

Verse 1 (C-Murder) I guess its bout time for me to pay my dues Just got shot got blood on my shoes Two bullets in my chest that I cannot feel Left the bulletproof vest in the Coup De'ville I'm

Back On Top Master P

A country tycoon with a hole lot of bread Bentleys and Hummers we bout that there And all my No Limit Soldgiers how you do that their?

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

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

Hot Boys & Girls Master P

[phone ringing] [No Limit studios] -"No Limit studio" [Master P] -"Yo nigga, whatcha'll workin' on?" [NLS] -"Nigga, who the fuck is this?"

Swamp Nigga TRU (Master P)

P: Bitch this P world here bitch ain't man except me. I ain't comin for no coffee beans straight up coke and weed bitch Here go the money. You got da coke? Here go da money. You got the coke?

Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta? Master P

high roller So when I die, put me in a pine box Bury me like a G two glocks and a fuckin bag of rocks And open up clouds for these strangers Before you take me Lord tell me Is there a heaven 4 a

Let My 9 Get Em' Master P

"[Master P] Where they at nigga? (There they is right there) Pass me them thangs [Chorus x3] Lay it down Lay it down hit 'em I ain't talkin' to no fool, bout tah let my 9 get 'em Uhh!

Let My 9 Get 'Em Master P

[Master P] Where they at nigga? (There they is right there) Pass me them thangs [Chorus x3] Lay it down Lay it down hit 'em I ain't talkin' to no fool, bout tah let my 9 get 'em Uhh!

Playa Haterz Master P

1 (JT the Bigga Figga) Check the sickness, forget this game that you missing So I understand you had a plan to rip up potential Players in the game without no shame to fault me Realize that they

Intro (504 Boyz/Ballers) (Album Version (Explicit)) 504 Boyz

Master p: yo silk where you at nigga? Silk the Shocker: I"m right here nigga whas' happenin'? Master p: Nigga they be some bustaz that be after us, ya heard Mystikal: Say nigga what you mean bustaz?