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Traduzione: MOP. Power.
, all about my grind [Hook: x2] (power moves), I pry to put in position (power moves), man I'm on this mission (power moves), can't make no mistakes I'm
and try to make somethin all hoes got all eyes on me cause I'm the baller at the bar buying up Don P off T-O-P I tell a girl how it be if you comin with
Master P: our mission is to get money, power, and bitches, ya heard me? ha ha (hootie hoo) Chorus (2x): where you at whodi? (im ova here whodi) Im
freaks, gimme a tape with beats I'll be straight for weeks, shit I'll even hate to leave I'm splurgin for props - "Money, Power, Respect" Refer to The L.O
it is dirty it will be washed [unknown] Yo, p-perm term, as I proceed Deep into the greed of politics, bleed Out the average asshole seed believe that the P
there wasn't nothing there From my eyes to me ears I got stains and bloody tears [Chorus: Demoz] AOTP, they know we be, O-N T-O-P (Die mother fucker,
the block with the black puncho or grey Porsche With the Wu-Tang logo, C-a-l-b-o L-i-n-o, je m'appelle Bobby Digital I'm universal while you dick cats
critical On every playlist, waxin that anus Suckers or professionals, BRING DOWN THE DECIMAL point every time you subtract an emcee People look at me, a P-O
stop C-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops [GREEN EYES] Now as I'm takin' the motherfuckin' phoney to the brains My niggas claim that I'm insane on Crabs I'm
m peelin' caps like monkey peels banana A killer for hire Just like ?? Or spits up Slobs be flamin' but my 9 is quicker I'm crippin' for life so Slobs I'm
highway, getting paid doing shows Gorilla pimping while you cakes, fall in love with these hoes [Will-Lean:] We got money and the power, suits by Eddie
the call from my nigga Rock Son, I need a glock, it's twelve o'clock But, fuck the hour, my nigga need fire power Callin the General, to the circle to
t brease in jimbos, flashy when I?m out Cash, cat old type, but I?m laughing at the slouch Cause I?m grabbing on his spouse Magic stick down her throat, like I?m
, yeah P.O.'ed And said "go head and wild out, I'll call your P.O. I put on my pants, put on my shoes I pray to God, paid all my dues I'm trying to win
