sayin'?) (Chorus) Ya'll live for bitches and blunts We live for weed and money (repeat 8x) (Master P verse 1) I stack greens like cheese Smoke weed
an' blunts We live for weed & money Y'all live for bitches an' blunts We live for weed & money Y'all live for bitches an' blunts We live for weed & money
Traduzione: Master P. Weed E Denaro.
With Screw eating on barbecue, like Master P say Hoody Hooo Nigga I stay Sucka Free, but uh I might just stay T-R-U Wear FUBU and Kinner Ko and Jabos,
on mink coats In the summer we on the water putting chandeliers and boats My cousin get athlete money, and don't even ball My son's only 12, and he could
tomb I see my son and my daughter and they cryin' with tears Heaven or Hell, a real nigga don't show no fear [Chorus x2] [Verse 2]: Master P To my niggas
the most And all the b-boys worldwide and Coast II Coast Peace to Big Boy, peace to Trugoy Master P, Kam, and Afrika Baby Bam Jayo Felony, Money B, and
a bee cuz my boo we was cool back in nine two but check it I hit the party and these niggas holdin weed and i hold it in at my heart and don't wanna leave
Hook] [Verse 2: Master P] Brotha Lynch, I'm a make you a deal you can't refuse My phone tapped The new code for halfs and wholes is t-shirts and tennis
my dog C And my money hell-a-long, cause I just got a check from P Huh bitches to Hot Spitter, you fuck around if you want And watch how quick a nigga
what?) Bust 17 times and let 'em feel what I'm sayin' UGK and C-Murder Cadillac and a Tank (Master P) Bout to fade the platinum Smoke some dank and some
with my boots and my gat luitentant of a bunch of niggaz paid and strapped we got we got bitches and blunta we got weed and money representant them
streets tryin' get paid) [Master P] Tattoo hennessy and weed grew up in the project with killers and G's the Last Don is known for slangin' and bangin
(feat. Master P) [Master P] Oh yeah As I finally made my journey A lil' bit stress free I look back in the ghetto at all the lil' niggaz That probably
and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged are raped and
what they asking me You fresh to No Limit like Master P I be keeping shit milky like cask and cream Pace Won, lace blunts, get a masking fiend Motherfucker [Hook] And
(feat. Master P) [Dame] now how many bitches wanna suck my dick and how many niggaz wanna fuck my bitch how many young ass G's wanna hold my gat how
Chorus: Das Efx & Mobb Deep] Miggity microphone master, funky rhyme maker Miggity microphone master, and we the niggas making paper Miggity microphone master
