These Streets Keep Me Rollin' Master P

"[Chorus: x4] [Master P] These streets keep me rollin' Can't stop cause these presidents I'm holdin' [Master P] You see I'm a killer by heart A G by nature You see these ho's a love you And these niggas

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

I Ain't Play'n Master P

[Intro] Nigga what'chu worryin 'bout whassup with me? What fire is that, what house I'm rollin on? Do I holla at Curt, what's Unc doin? What's up with Suave? Nigga you dem people {?}

I'm Alright Master P

[Intro] I'm too strong to lose, I mean My hustlin skills keep me in the game I've got too much paper to fall off Man you can take all kind of shots at me I'll bounce back [Chorus: repeat 2X] You only get

Mama Raised Me Master P

"Chorus:Master P Daddy wasn't home so mama raised me I'ma thug but still mama bathed me (4X) Verse 1:Master P I live my life as a thug, roll wit' some killas Slang crack to some dope fiends, ride wit'

We All We Got Master P

[Chorus - x2] [Master P] These boys don't talk a lot (ooh oooh) My soldiers don't run to the cops (ooh oooh) We got beef then we keep 'em cocked The new No Limit, we all we got [Master P] Now

Respect My Game Master P

play you like a bitch This is for them thugs on the block tryna hustle dog It is for them girls in the game wanna break it off Most niggas wanna pitch in high I am so gutter so gangster when I spit these

Stop Playing Wit Me Master P

WE GON' BUST Y'ALL AND Y'ALL DICKS UP ALL BITCH ASS NIGGAZ Bitches STOP PLAYIN well y'all better stop playin wit me (repeat 6X) [Master P over repeated line from 3X on] Tear da club up nigga!

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

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

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

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......

Real Love Master P

[Sera-Lynn] I like the way you feel - keep it real! [Master P] Two-way me when ya wanna see me... [Sera-Lynn] I like the way ya do me baby - keep it real!

Somethin for the Street Master P

Verse 1 In the crackhouse cutting up the diggety dope Breaking down the keys cutting them up like Riddick Bowe Gotta cook it up good for the dope fiends Not too much baking soda gotta keep it crystal

Feel Me Master P

[Chorus 4X: Master P] I won't stop 'til they feel me dawg They can't knock a nigga hustle they gotta kill me dawg [Master P] You can find me on the block my nigga Ain't nuttin changed, still runnin from

Gangsta b Master P

her And if she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't need her You can keep her I need a bitch to hold my stash, a bitch to give me some ass And when I'm on the run I need a hoe to send me some cash I'm a

Gangsta B... Master P

her And if she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't need her You can keep her I need a bitch to hold my stash, a bitch to give me some ass And when I'm on the run I need a hoe to send me some cash I'm a

Time 2 Chill Master P

Yeah I think we able 2 do that for a minute (I just ordered this white vette, man I just found out somethin man all my bitches are the same as my hoes, I keep em) Yeah yaknowhatI'msayin?

Tell 'Em Master P

Y'all done made me go back to the old me I'm the last soldier standing and I will not lose (All Ready, All Ready, These No Limit Boys All Ready x2) [Chorus] Tell 'em hoes I'm a pimp Tell 'em niggaz I'm

Tell'Em Master P

Y'all done made me go back to the old me I'm the last soldier standing and I will not lose (All Ready, All Ready, These No Limit Boys All Ready [x2] ) [Chorus] Tell 'em hoes I'm a pimp Tell 'em niggaz

Make say ugh Master P

Uh, dis P! P? Yeah, this P! P? Yeah! Well P, lemme hear ya say, "Ungh!" (voice cracking) Ungh! Nigga, this ain't no muthafuckin P! Man, hang the phone up. Make em say,"Ungh!" (Ungh!)

Never Ending Game Master P

something (welcome to the dope game) Something that'll never end, this shit is going on like fucking numbers Black on black crime, nigga it go like this here We live an eye for an eye You kill me

I Need Dubs Lil' Romeo

> [Master P] When I'm alone in my car, I'm thinkin about Ms.

Why They Wanna Wish Death Master P

and my niggaz [Master P] My nigga stared at me, must be mad at me I grew up with this nigga, how the fuck he sent the FED's at me Boz told me, not to fuck with niggaz But I still threw my bone,

Ride Master P

Picture this nigga me a ghetto 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

Roll How We Roll Master P

[Chorus: Afficial] Yall niggas can't roll how we roll Live how we live stroll how we stroll Yall niggas can't roll how we roll Live how we live stroll how we stroll [Master P] I got a mansion in

Ghetto Life Master P

track out on these niggas and bounce out on these hoes Get at em like ""what's up trick"" you know how it goes It's Friday night, the club is about to close And I was lookin fabulous So I, got up to

Time After Time Kane & Abel

there when you need me Its easy all you gotta do is beep me Chorus x3 (Rapping while chorus is still going) Master P: We gonna ball till we fall We're real soldiers we'll be there when the homies

Eyes of a Killer Master P

other words I see a fiend in the motherfucking park, you know im serving em in the dark but I dont cause I pack a fuvking dis 9, you know the god damn turf is all mine sometime niggaz hall in the streets

Dope Mann Master P

I can flip a half an ounce to a quarter ki' Dope man, dope man - yeah that's me I used to slang in the hood now I'm on TV Master PThe first lesson in the cookin of dope You need water, bakin soda, P-12

Only God Can Judge Me Master P

[Master P] My military mind.. makes me a soldier And I'm the last one left (last one left) Ain't nuttin wrong wit change {I'm back nigga!}

Homie Ride Master P f/ C-Murder, Gambino

[Chorus--Master P x4] I wonder when my homies ride Cuz when I'm gone ain't no time tah shed tears and cry [Master P] Uggggh Made money from cane, but times done change I done change my life

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

BACK UP OFF ME Master P

P] I'm posted up on the block, got these killers runnin' you sick of this And chicken nuts, niggas slangin' with cuts Ready to bust on you cluckers On you niggas that sick cause we sicker Niggas

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!)

20 On Cars 26 On Trucks Master P

and my partna Stan 20 inch rims, keep 'em spinning like a ceiling fan Haters goal tending, trying to get me out my figgas man But they can't get the man (no), can't hit the man Even them NBA dudes, can't

I'm A Gangsta Master P

[Chorus] Why you lean 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

Souljas Master P

You in the ghetto and you ain't got no hustlin skills GET DOWN AND GIVE ME TEN PRIVATE Where y'all at Where y'all at Where y'all at Where y'all at I don't know what you've been told I don't know what you've

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

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

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!

You Don't Know Me Master P

Master P [Talking] Yo what you trippin' on? Didn't I tell you its gonn be alright?

Back On Top Master P

A couple of pages left but man we got colder 6 feet 5 in the hood we break bolders Smash supermodels cause they chicks to me And a million dollars more is like grits to me (Chorus) Always willin

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

Thinkin' Bout U Master P

Mia XWoke one morning, tears in my eyes The feds kicked in the door and caught me and my baby by surprise He got high, but they didn't find no dope They said it was conspericy just cause a hater said so

Bullets Gots No Name Master P

cover your nuts nigga, what the fuck is up nigga you got your name in my mouth I got to wash it with the millimeter 95 motherfuckers won't be playing bodies will be laying cuase motherfuckers keep

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