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[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 {?} [Chorus 4X: Master P] Snitches stop callin the cops - cause I ain`t playin Better watch what you say on the block - cause I ain`t playin [Master P] I left the hood for a week, and my name start ringin Like I`m hustlin sellin dope, you got beef then bring it I heard fire did this, and P.D. they trippin That`s why I sleep with two gats you never catch me slippin I smell pussy, and most of you niggaz are rats See I`m a dog motherfucker and I don`t fuck with you cats Callin me on the phone, nigga lookin for cola How could a nigga from the hood nigga turn into the roller This shit`s so twisted, it got me trippin Got the feds thinkin I`ve got birds in the kitchen These niggaz`ll throw salt in your name my nigga Just to get a couple dollars and some fame my nigga It ain`t no loyalty, your only family`ll set you up For the right price my nigga they`ll wet you up I watched niggaz get ghost, when shit be over How many niggaz gon` visit C, if he go to Angola [Chorus] [Master P] Man this music shit political dawg, don`t fuck with it I`d invest in somethin else if I wasn`t already in it Man most of these niggaz`ll just yap they mouth Send subliminal messages `til shit get out Believe none of what you hear, and half of what you see See the rap game is dirty like the C-P-3 Most niggaz`ll fear death, these streets is real black Our radio programmers think they holdin careers back And Hollywood bitches be ready to wife a nigga All you need is a hit record and some ice my nigga And the media dickriders slow up like flat tires Seen they lil` career blow up again when shit dies They say we ignorant and we stereotype Even seen Michael Jackson live the criminal life See these haters`ll hate mayne, smile in your face mayne Call them people on ya try to give you a case mayne [Chorus] [Outro] Heh, he he If y`all don`t know us Y`all better keep our name out y`all motherfuckin mouth Cause it`s gon` get real ugly after this you feel me? Y`all can`t beat us then join us
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