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

Thug Girl Master P

Master PYo Snoop, you and Silkk remember that shit called dumb girl?

Thug Girl 2 504 Boyz

thug girls at (Overe Here Whodi) where they at, where they at [Master P] where the thug girls at out that 504 where the thug girls at out that 310 where the thug girls at out that 202 where the

R.I.P Tupac Master P

I see death around the corner (Master P) Ya thought it was over But it's only the beginnig, thug niggas don't die One born every minute, 2 pac don't leave That's what they're screaming But theese

Eternity Master P

"This is an invitation for all my thug niggas to come join me on a journey to the ever lasting ship of eternal life a place where there's no violence no pain no crime no prisons no ghettos nothing

Ghetto Model Master P

[Theresa Esclovon] I see something I want, and poppy that's you So I'll just be up front, I'm trying to roll with you I see you eyeing me, as I am eyeing you I guess the real in me, attracts the thug in

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

Them Jeans Master P

cushion I ain't Bill Cosby, but I love jello pudding Check out that Puerto Rican body, she's a hottie I ain't Slick Rick but +La Di Da Di+ And who's the fly white girl, she ain't that tall So them P.

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

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'

If Master P

[Master P (Souya)] Yeah shorty, we could be like Bonnie & Clyde, ya heard Go out there and get this paper You wit it?

It's All Good Master P

get your nails done, on a plane or a boat You deserve the finer thangs Like Jaguars, minks, and diamond rangs A mansion with a big piano We can live like the Black Sopranos They say all good girls love thug

Thug Girl Master P, Silkk the Shocker, S

[Master P] Yo Snoop, you and Silkk remember that shit called dumb girl? Well check this shit out, I got one called thug girl.

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

Safe Sex Master P

This is a public service annoucement for safe sex Safe sex is what I kick Cause you never know when you'll meet a freaky chick Just Put a condom on your dick some like to suck ohh Fuck!

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

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

Ice on My Wrist Master P

Master P : 2000 remix ya heard me?

Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta? Master P

Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta Grew up in the ghetto, raised by killers T-R-U 'cross my stomach Yo' neighborhood thug nigga, tryin to make it Out this fucked up environment Where niggaz die tryin

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!}

Shut It Down Master P

Slim Thug) Lay it down, lay it down Tear this motherfucker UP, shut it down Security couldn't stop us, go see the doctor Nigga wanna fight I got a motherfucking chopper I'm in the back getting blunted

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!)

Respect My Game Master P

up high And yall fake niggas run and hide You heard me From the job to the Ville My nigga keep touchdown on the Benz Sitting ready for the real The new no limit got the block on high And every thug

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

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

Limits where the ballas at (over here) We pop bottles like we quarterbacks Hey girl won't you do that dance Lookin good mami, won't you shake that thing I like your style and the way you move You make a thug

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

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

We Like Them Girlz Master P

where the ballas at (over here) We pop bottles like we quarterbacks hey girl won't you do that dance lookin good mami, won't you shake that thing I like your style and the way you move you make a thug

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

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

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

Tell 'Em Master P

'em hoes I'm a pimp Tell 'em niggaz I'm a pimp I'm a country motherfucker And I walk with a limp Tell 'em hoes I'm a pimp Tell 'em niggaz I'm a pimp I'm a country motherfucker And I walk with a limp [Master

Tell'Em Master P

'em hoes I'm a pimp Tell 'em niggaz I'm a pimp I'm a country motherfucker And I walk with a limp Tell 'em hoes I'm a pimp Tell 'em niggaz I'm a pimp I'm a country motherfucker And I walk with a limp [Master

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

[x16] [Verse 3] Thug girls, I put my name on them Me and Jon's like the Lakers Going for three rings in the game on them We ain't done til it's a dun-dadda And I got my own lable so fuck Gucci

Act A Fool Master P

[x16] [Verse 3] Thug girls, I put my name on them Me and Jon's like the Lakers Going for three rings in the game on them We ain't done til it's a dun-dadda And I got my own lable so fuck Gucci

Whoadie Gone Master P

what we gon' do now Whoadie gone, can't stop now Whoadie gone, what we gon' do now Whoadie gone, can't stop now [Verse 1] Mama cried, shed tears But whoadie was a dog, he never lived in fear Real thug

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

Put the bullets in the can and let that motherfucker pop [Chorus x 16] [Verse 3] Thug girls, I put my name on them Me and Jon's like the Lakers Going for three rings in the game on them We ain't

Da Last Don Master P

its a pig that don't fly straight but its ok (its ok) when you finish listening to this tape it'll be the last time you hear a bad guy like me so fuck you cockaroaches sincerely yours the last don Master

Shake What Ya Got Master P

[Master P] Hey ma [repeat 3X] Hey ma, you want a lil' or a lot [Chorus: Master P - repeat 2X] Shake it for me shorty, work what you got I ain't gon' stop 'til I hit that spot Front to the back to the

Love Hate Master P

[Master P] Hey ma [repeat 3X] Hey ma, you want a lil' or a lot [Chorus: Master P - repeat 2X] Shake it for me shorty, work what you got I ain't gon' stop 'til I hit that spot Front to the back to the

My Dogs Master P

[Master P] Hey ma [repeat 3X] Hey ma, you want a lil' or a lot [Chorus: Master P - repeat 2X] Shake it for me shorty, work what you got I ain't gon' stop 'til I hit that spot Front to the back to 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

Gangsta b Master P

if she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't need her You can keep her I need a gangsta bitch, I need a gangsta gimp I need a top notch shorty to hold my clip Baby, don't be afraid to fall in love with a thug

Gangsta B... Master P

if she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't need her You can keep her I need a gangsta bitch, I need a gangsta gimp I need a top notch shorty to hold my clip Baby, don't be afraid to fall in love with a thug

Shake What Ya Got (Feat. C-Los, Black, Tank & Pop) Master P

Master PHey ma {*repeat 3X*} Hey ma, you want a lil' or a lot Hook: Master P - repeat 2XShake it for me shorty, work what you got I ain't gon' stop 'til I hit that spot Front to the back to the bottom

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

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