ugh ha, do that to one of those tenderonies and uh, that mean you trying to do something I'm trying to do something, ya'll hear that chorus: the eye
Ugh ha, do that to one of tenderonies And uh, that mean you trying to do something I'm trying to do something, y'all hear that Say black, the eye contact
Ugh ha, do that to one of those tenderonies And uh, that mean you trying to do something I'm trying to do something, y'all hear that Chorus: The eye
Traduzione: Master P. Tryin To Do Something.
Typed by: flossyicedhotboy2002@hotmail.com [Chorus: Master P] Hey hoe (Trick get off me), Better watch them elbows, (Bitch get off me) Niggas get the
concentrate on school but what I do about loot? I wanna push the fat ride, have bitches sweatin' me too But you know you need dough so you can do the do
Invasion, Part 2 The conspiracy Cause we ain't gunna never stop, you just keep wastin' you energy on us You should find something to do with your time
I got ya number from my lil sister and I don't know what she gon' do wit ya. But I'm gon' do something wit ya... I wanna take ya to my high school prom
Chorus: Make em say uhh Uhh Na na na na Na na na na x3 Fiend: Well, if ya knew something. Fiend still tryin' to do somethin' TRU smokaz dont gotta
but scared to say it to out faces Cuz we know so many niggas in so many different places ye head me Hook 2X: Magic [Verse Two: Master P] Nigga we thugged
t stop my pay Stop all the hatin i can't take it no more Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for Verse 1: master p Pop the
ya do it nig So the life in the ghetto is kind of vile But move ya bitch down cause bitches they go a hundred miles [Hook x2] Watch your ass (x5) [* Master P
hugs You get extorted by the thugs that gew up in your hood You get killed fuckin' with P You really should Not do that I use that Lugar good Catch a
[Master P] It's crazy out here (uhhhhhhh) Yo mama I'm tryin to keep my head strong (whats up Mystikal?) Uhhhhhh! (uhhhhhh) I'm just a ghetto child trying
raised in flat Now will somebody tell me why first thing in the morning there's always something up that keeps my shorts from falling guess I can't help beeing horney it's so appaling tryin
up in the thick of it Picture this, all of us, eatin chips Sittin on the porch by our house, leavin something in a stash How do we outlast? Always keep
real for real man (Hennyville, William H., Top D-O) Heltah Skeltah (Sean Price) SEAN P!! [Ruck] Aiyyo I step in the ring weighing two-hundred and twenty Cuz I do
[Black Thought] Uh huh uh And it weights a ton 'riq geez motherfuckers I'm a son of a gun Black master of any trade under the sun Talk sharp like a
