:Master P] That nigga got uh bitch I like, That nigga got uh bitch I like(what what) That nigga got uh bitch I like, then holla at me whoadi if you
x:Master P] That nigga got uh bitch I like, That nigga got uh bitch I like(what what) That nigga got uh bitch I like, then holla at me whoadi if you
Traduzione: Master P. Cagna che mi piace.
sometimes in my rhymes I just feel like I has to Do what? Give ya something to mash to (allright) Cuz you know I'm the master superb superior Interior attractions, I
Psalms (I see you Mase) And I can see B.I. rockin the Sean John (let's go Big) Yeah right, this is what "Life's After's" like B.I. Frank White, your "
stop me I'm cocky, raps rocky, nigga you sloppy You know that I'm, 8 levels above you nigga I'll club you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly nigga I
Cause all hoes suck dick Let me tell you dog hoes you fuckin with See i don't play no games and i don't sweat no hoes (But you Master P) Well bitch take
My alias believe me Doc Holiday If it's beef, I'm like aids I never go away [Chorus] [Master P] I might let somethin' slide but I won't forget Tell
bout that (Move), Better get the fuck back, (Move) [Verse 2: Master P] Call me tiger cause I live in the woods I'm like Tarzan when he run through the
Can't roll but I'm a weed blower, I get my ki's lower 16-5 a few weeks, I'll have a green roller [Yukon] I thought I told you, the flow don't stop And
gold teeth? I know them boys know me I know them boys heard of me Probally wanna murder me Probally got some niggas outside smokin' out my ride But I
I die, mutherfuck 3 strikes I remember b-balling with my niggas for fun If I bust then you bust, I gave you my gun Telly, dog you know I miss you, I still
live it If they aint made it yet then bitch they gotta build it Money to the ceiling, i used to sell rocks on blocks Fuckin round wit Master P, nigga
't hear that me, I can't talk, I can't see look matter fact when it happen, I was overseas with P and that how a nigga be, I be on GT with wears and
new parlay I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass Call me Austin Powers, cause I leave you groovy I ain't R
gon hate) When I come through the door, and take all the hoes I know (these niggas gon hate) Cause I'm playing with some chips, and I make a lot of hits I
fuck with this army [Master P] I gave a couple niggaz some tanks and I want 'em back Nigga sent me some beats...But I don't want that In '89 I had a
see you wobble, like your momma's won that lotto Like your daddy full of that bottle Like your brother when he caught them hollows Like them GT bitches
