Whoadie Gone Master P

[Chorus with ad-libs] Whoadie gone, what we gon' do now Whoadie gone, can't stop now Whoadie gone, what we gon' do now Whoadie gone, can't stop now Whoadie gone, what we gon' do now Whoadie gone,

Get Back (New Mix Album Version) 504 Boyz 외 3명

Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me) Niggas get the fuck back (Move), Hoes get the fuck back, (Move) Whoadie you ain't bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move

When They Gone Master P

(Chorus) I wish I could seen him before he died talk to him but when they gone thats when we realize I wish I could seen him before he died talk to him but when they gone thats when we realize Front

Till We Dead & Gone Master P

Hook - Master P Nigga, nigga, nigga P and Bone nigga Ughhhhhhh And we gone kill ya Till we dead and gone nigga Master P I couldn't gang bang With crips and bloods But I could stand on the corner Wit killas

Till We Dead And Gone Master P

"[Chorus - Master P] Nigga, nigga, nigga P and Bone nigga Ughhhhhhh And we gone kill ya Till we dead and gone nigga [Master P] I couldn't gang bang With crips and bloods

Hands of a Dead Man Master P

bout a mothafucking phone call And as they booked me I had a mouthful of crack And when I shit tonight bitch I'm gone get it back I must be daydreaming I'm thinking about my bitch Til this motherfucker

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

Ride Master P

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 it bout it nigga now the world gone

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

Goodbye to my homies Master P

How do I say goodbye 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

Low Down & Dirty Master P

blowjobing like robyn, the ripper ripping and slipping tongue tiping a zipping,my zipper slapin and jabbing come nabbing and having a cross straight up I didnt have to wait up and I licked my balls, Master

Represent Master P

Silkk [Master P *talking*] (oh ooh) don't be scared haha, ain't no limit soldiers... (oh ooh) ... til I D-I-E C-P-3 (represent it, ya heard me!)

Represent Feat. Silkk The Shocker Master P

[Master P *talking*] (oh ooh) don't be scared Haha, ain't no limit soldiers... (oh ooh) ... til I D-I-E See-P-3 (represent it, ya heard me!)

No More Tears Master P

can trust in this world -This for you mom Momma, this is one thing I still can't realize How you been so strong when my brother died You done kept the family together tight Thinkin about how we gone

211 Master P

hands up in the air trick And break me off some cash cause Sonya C's a trigger happy bitch So don't be talking that fucking Japanese Understand its a jack give up the cash or you'll be swish cheese Master

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.

Eternity Master P

heart make a bitch nigga stay alert stay alive that's the code of a thug nigga I want to rob and steal but crime pays the bill niggas know I'm real so my pain is what they feel I'm a rider TRU niggas gone

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

Ride For You Master P

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 PTil death do us part we gon thug to the end See I got you my nigga from the

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

Com. 4 Master P

(/Intro) This cowboys gone ride to California They got that green sticky weed when its on ya (Yee-haw) Hit the bay area to holla at the people Forty Whodi done changed his phone and his beepa Now Im tweekin

Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta? Master P

Damn, I done did some messed up stuff Rest in peace Tupac I wonder this my last weed I'ma smoke This for all my dead homies My last time ridin up in a fixed up car Another soldier gone

War Wounds Master P

[Master P] Every soldier got a story to tell [Fiend] I done been through it all Don't ask the way I shoot cuz I done shot (uggh) Put a tank on my block Fiend gone get the scene hot Greens

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

Never Ending Game Master P

, it could be me My little homie on the ground crying I'm thinking I'm gone, Oh my lord My little homie Tony's dying (ripped his heart out) He never had a chance to see his life glow And he never

Why They Wanna Wish Death Master P

see you thugs at the crossroad [Hook - 2x] Some say, life be short I think, we was cursed from the start I'm only trying to play my part But why they wanna wish death, on me and my niggaz [Master

I Don`t Master P

the house and the car at [Chorus] [Verse 2] I got my Gameface on, my name plate on If it don't say The New No Limit then be gone, huh I'm a couple o' years ahead of you cats I mean the big wolf

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

Bloody Murder Master P

have a buck on him Damn, I didn't want to beat the fool's ass I reached for my gat, then out jumped the taz They started gunnin, I started runnin, I got away They thought they had me caught but the P

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

No Limit Party Master P

motherfuckers see me at the side show Spinning daytons on the block with my giggety glock As a nigga let off bout 17 shots And as these motherfuckers make a move and choose me But I ain't tripping cause the P

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

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

Anything Goes Master P

motherfucking enemy 19 years old gold fronts and a mean mug I hooked up with my little cousin Jimmy learned to slang drugs A lot of shit done changed in my fucking neighborhood This fast cash got the P

I'm A Gangsta Master P

when you walk, look mean when you talk Keep that 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

Ice on My Wrist Master P

Master P : 2000 remix ya heard me?

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

Time For a 187 Master P

tech I'm bout to put you to rest I'm crazy, psycho and outie Niggas can't fuck with me the set is fuckin cloudy Lay your ass face down on your stomach You know you dead for fuckin with my money P

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

Bout It Bout It..., Part III (Feat. Master P) The Diplomats

Master P) Intro: Master P + (Cam'Ron) Yo Cam, let's flip this thing on these niggaz Ya'heard me (Let's do it my nigga) Well do your dizang (There's nothin', man) (Up top, down south, right) Oh yeah, oh

Getaway Clean Master P

[Police Call] 211, 211 we are looking for Master P The suspect is armed and dangerous, repeat armed and dangerous [Master P] I'm gone had to lose the alarm, ducking the Dodge and movin the fuckers

Yappin' Master P

[Intro: Master P] Man you need to cut all that woofin out Either you from the hood or you ain't from the hood But if you ain't from the hood, don't be actin like you from the hood (NEW NO LIMIT) Cause

Killa Pussy Master P

Master P: Yo Ann, wuz up? Ann: Wuz up? Master P: Shit girl I know you got it going on and everything But its like this here, (what?)

Gettin' Money (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Curren$y) Choppa

[Chorus] We gettin' money whoadie, And you can trust that The New No Limit comin' through, Ya betta move back If ya fuckin' with us, Then we gone buck back We let ya'll have it for a minute, Now we want

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

Hot Boys & Girls Master P

[Master P] Uhhhhhh, ha ha Where the real niggas at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there, over there, over there Where the real bitches at Right chea, right chea Over there, over there,

Hot Boys And Girls Master P

"[Featuring Kane & Abel Mia X Mystikal Silkk The Shocker] [Master P] Uhhhhhh ha ha Where the real niggas at Right chea right chea Over there over there over there over there Where the real

We Riders Master P, Mac

[Master P] The game of life did change the old dope game is now called the rap game in other words you can't trust nobody money's the root of all evil I can either be your best friend or your

Till We Dead and Gone Master P f/ Bone Thugs-N-Harmo

[Chorus - Master P] Nigga, nigga, nigga P and Bone nigga Ughhhhhhh And we gone kill ya Till we dead and gone nigga [Master P] I couldn't gang bang With crips and bloods But i could stand

how you do dat young bleed

Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (Master P) Missouri, Ohio, nigga we don't care (Young Bleed) I hear they holla, how you do that there Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (Master