Testi:
Master P Bullets Got No Name

! so duck when you hear that rat-tat-tat cause bullets got no name cover your nuts nigga, what the fuck is up nigga you got your name in my mouth I got

with the (?) All the above I've done the like Austrailia Straight bailing you out One call from jail Aiming you out like Master P That's what we be a about I got

ass nigga that got fucked in the ass by your father figure (No matter who?) I'll bruise and bash you, blast you Autograph you wit a bullet wound for

nigga stressed god blessed got his name on a tombstone some of my friends go out before me and I walk that path I spray paint your name on the wall

on wax While you throw records into crowds just to say you have a hit track [Kuniva] Im the alcohlic Bring catastrophy to others Make you see murder like master p

yep! EPMD can hold you down baby Uh [Parrish Smith] Spark this off with a b-boy who show P love O.G. from the golden era, duckin bullets and slugs Meltin

falling in Plead Carli kick it with the D.P.G Causing destruction Buckers they come rapping slugs (sshh) For show pope, po-pull up Strictly ball up and bullets

base over, are you receivin? Remember rap tracks in '87 Scott the Rock's up ni Hip-Hop heaven, Biggie and Tupac R.I.P, Even Jam Master Jays in the cemetary

I don't like Gucci, Fila, Louie or Fendi Those are fads and I ain't trendy But whether your name's Lucy, Terry, Laura or Cindy Ice got beef and this ain