Them Jeans Master P

[Chorus] Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans) Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans) Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog Shake

Back On Top Master P

Gameface UUUUUUHHHHHH Check them haters out x6 What? What? What? What?

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

Who Them Boyz Master P

[Intro] [Master P] Motherfucking King of Crunk and the Don of rowdy music nigga) [Lil Jon] Yyyeeeaahhh! [Lil Jon] Hey (Hey) Lil Jon (Lil Jon) Hey Master P (Master P) [Master P] Uuuughhhh!

Soldiers, Riders, & G's Master P

shit straight G And do this for all the ridas, soldias and gangstas Ya heard me [Master P] We ridas, we ridas, we ridas [Snoop and Mystikal] Nigga lets slide to the side where them gangstas ride Boom

Soldiers Riders And G's Master P

shit straight G and do this for all the ridas, soldias and gangstas ya heard me Master P We ridas, we ridas, we ridas Snoop and Mystikal Nigga lets slide to the side where them gangstas ride boom boom

We Like Them Girlz Master P

Curren$y, Silkk [Chorus: repeat 2X] Shake it girl, work it girl Us thugs, we like them girlz Little mama wit alla that (Heyy) Let me tell you where the partys at (oohh oohh) No Limits where the

Whole Hood Master P

[Chorus: kids] He 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] I got them thugs in the south, in

Some Jack Master P

juice Late night creeping as a motherfucker get loose On my way to Berkley with this hoochie Non-stop to the motherfucking jacuzzi Didn't have latex so I stopped at 7-Eleven That's when I knew the P

Doo Rags Master P

[Chorus 2X: Master P] My niggas here we go (huh) from the streets we clock that doe (what) doo rags with a mouth full a golds (huh) all my niggas ready ta roll (what!)

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

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

There They Go Master P

[Chorus: Master P - repeat 2X] Where them thugs at - there they go Where them thug girls at - there they go Where them ballers at - there they go If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up [Drumma

There They Go (Feat. Drumma Boy) Master P

Hook: Master P - repeat 2XWhere them thugs at - there they go Where them thug girls at - there they go Where them ballers at - there they go If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up Drumma BoyI pull

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.

Eyes of a Killer Master P

fiend everytime I wear a bulletproof vest so nigga go up in it, and I dont give a fuck if niggaz cant stand me, Im on the turf motherfucker selling candy [Chorus] I got candy, crack cocaine, Hold them

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......

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......

COM.3 Master P

[Master P *talking*] Yo Mike take me to the commercial man so I can tell why I never fall off you know what I'm saying, before I do I sell all the houses and cars I got I'm a hustler man, we losin

Com. 3 Master P

losin and get it back easy But you know what, I ain't just bout the music man I'm sellin clothes, the P.Miller clothes You go pick that up, if you ain't got it Got the P.Miller pads, you know, where the jeans

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

Act A Fool (Feat. Lil' Jon) Master P

1] Still posted on the block Still slangin that coke Still runnin from the cops Still lettin those bitches know Still fuckin with your made Beause blowin that ganja Uptown New Orleans is where them

Act A Fool Master P

1] Still posted on the block Still slangin that coke Still runnin from the cops Still lettin those bitches know Still fuckin with your made Beause blowin that ganja Uptown New Orleans is where them

Act A Fool (Feat. Lil. Jon) Master P

1] Still posted on the block Still slangin that coke Still runnin from the cops Still lettin those bitches know Still fuckin with your made Beause blowin that ganja Uptown New Orleans is where them

We Like Them Girlz (Feat. Silkk The Shocker & Curren$Y) Master P

Hook: repeat 2XShake it girl, work it girl Us thugs, we like them girlz Little mama wit alla that (Heyy) Let me tell you where the partys at (oohh oohh) No Limits where the ballas at (over here) We pop

Always Look a Man in the Eyes Master P

successful black businessmen but we also mercenary soldiers (Chorus) Always look a man in the eyes before you kill him Even if he's a coward or a motherfucking drug dealer (My pops say) Verse 1 (Master

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

Respect My Game Master P

wrong motherfucker they gon bite you But you know what, if you are really are real And you respect the game, niggas gon respect you But if you are fake, niggas gon play you like a bitch This is for them

Thug Chick Master P

[Master P] I like a bad chick like, Martha Stewart that go to jail and holdin these streets down, Lisa Raye be a entertainer and still got a ghetto pass, Oprah Winfrey, Pimp TV and Paris Hilton get paid

Thug Chick Feat. Halleluyah Master P

Master PI like a bad chick like, Martha Stewart that go to jail And holdin these streets down, Lisa Raye be a entertainer And still got a ghetto pass, Oprah Winfrey, Pimp TV And Paris Hilton get paid to

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

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.

BACK UP OFF ME Master P

Man (Are you ready for this) It's bad like my high (Are you ready for this) ERRR, my No Limit Soldiers, trademark Get em' up ugh, show ya domes, T-R-U We TRU, ugh, ugh Time to go to war, ugh [Master

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

Trust Nobody Master P

is the nigga that will fuck you the worst punk ass nigga kinda jocking now you ain't down cause I trust nobody [Chorus/Master P] I trust nobody x2 [Master P] one by one in this century brothers

Black & White Master P

P, pray for your little brother Silkk, keep your head up I'm tryin' but sometime I get fed up (Damn) What about all of the people that died in the past?

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

Just an Everyday Thang Master P

Ruthless as fuck and my eyes is red I wanna put a hollow tip in a motherfuckers head I got word on the street I got funk with the southside I'm a show 'em how to do a fucking drive-by Riggety rolled on them

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

Souljas Master P

or the bic ba bayyy Smoke weed with my nigga but don't trick ba bayyy Now if you step to one of my niggaz, then you steppin to me I heard you famous cat, but you don't mean shit to me I'm out that C P

Shut It Down Master P

the boy James Worthy You ain't a soldier motherfucker keep stepping Turn a, 211 to a 187 - yeah Slim Thuggahhhh Boys gotta lay it down when the boss come around Or the glock For pound gon knock them

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!

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?

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 ?

Never Ending Game Master P

black crime, nigga it go like this here We live an eye for an eye You kill me, I kill you, my partners kill your partners And you dead ain't no love on my spot Me and my partners pushing rocks Got them

Playa Haterz Master P

the game without no shame to fault me Realize that they surprised that you tried to salt me I backed up off ya, I seen ya coming Doing a 100 or more running, so now I'm gunning If you try to play them

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.

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

Let' Em Go Master P

[Master P] This goes out to anybody in the club That's with somebody and wanna to be with somebody else I mean, some of y'all ain't got y'all shit together And wanna be with a baller, let 'em go