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Respect My Game `Master P`

No matter what you do my nigga It is not gonna be enough You tryna feed mothafuckas that always gonna be hungry If you feed the wrong motherfucker they gon bite you But you know what, if you are really

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

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

Never Ending Game `Master P`

Check this out playas All y'all gangster niggas Y'all motherfucking gangsta bitches out there (the dope game) I'm a let y'all know something (welcome to the dope game) Something that'll never end

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

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

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

Reverse The Game `Master P`

[1:] Man, what you got to work with? You ain't got no silence around? [2:] I don't need no fucking silence, when I see this nigga I'm gonna knock hisfucking socks off. [1:] As soon as the nigga come t...

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

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!

No More Tears `Master P`

-This goes out to my best friend -My partner -The only person I 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

Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta? `Master P`

Hah, light ya lighta 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

Playa Haterz `Master P`

ya coming Doing a 100 or more running, so now I'm gunning If you try to play them players nigga than you getting played Keeping my game tight so short like a razor blade Afraid of who is what you

Mr. Ice Cream Man `Master P`

Ice Cream Man or call me Master P I got that 2 for 3 call me if you need some D Me and my little brother Silkk we be ballin Got this thang sewed up from Texas to New Orleans And cross the West Coast

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

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

Snitches `Master P`

I shall remain And I know longer dwells in the cocaine game It's a shame the way the game has switched And the police man trying to take my shit I caught a nigga one day jumping out of a cop car I ain't

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

Eternity `Master P`

just another paranoid drugdealer on the streets my ghetto hero was above the law I caught a glimpse of a bullet that took him down like a south paw uneducated to the game of life I was hated to the

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

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

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.

Dope Mann `Master P`

Don't try this at home if you ain't no real hustler I'm like Betty Crocker in the kitchen The Ice Cream Man back, you lil' boys been fuckin the game up But just watch and listen and you might get paid

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

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 thugs gonna find me Rolling with those head bustas My

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

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

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!}

20 On Cars 26 On Trucks `Master P`

[Hook - 2x] We riding 20's on the cars, and 26's on the trucks And everybody digging us, it ain't no limit to the bucks We making noise in the game, to let 'em know we coming up And haters moving out the

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

Always Look a Man in the Eyes `Master P`

pops say) Verse 1 (Master P) I sell stones out, I'm breaking them got damn phones up Niggas they popping them keys, Master P he fucking ??