Most of the people among the latest generation of hip-hop fans don't even know what the above quotation refers to. That cop nigga blasting on other game. In the ghetto with in Tex in killers and crooks. Make crack like this master p mp3. Burbans and Lacs, mansions and bitches, money and weed. So which category does Master P fall into? It all depends on TRU niggas like us, no Captain Kirk (Bitch freeze), all you ghetto hoes get yo' Lee Press-On Nails, fix yo' wig, bring yo' Bebe kids cuz the Ghetto Enterprise is leavin' in.
Nigga, Independent & Rowdy, niggaz check billboard, number 1 & Bout It. See um, it's aight to have cash and thangs. Chorus: Master P and No Limit. I got killers and dealers on my side. The beats on this album are better than the average No Limit release, just killer dirty south bangers that probably have more in common with the funky sounds coming out of Houston and Atlanta than the NOLA bounce that Cash Money and Mannie Fresh helped to introduce to the world outside of Louisiana. Master p make crack like this. Bitches be sayin he there, we there, BEWARE!!! Ahhhhhhh niggas snorted that dope got ya speech all slurred.
Chorus: Master P (4X)]. Caviar and bitches, 6-4 and switches. Silkk bout a coupla K). Punching your code if you want these nickles, quarters and dimes. Cuz this ghetto got a young nigga crazy. I be breaking niggas like ice in Iceland. Make crack like this master p kids. The ghetto in five seconds, four, three, two, one. Slangin dope, pushin cocalies. Time started ticking it's the end of my life. But it's sad to see my homeboy ridin in that black car. Rollin' out the red carpet when they see ya $10, 000 mink coat. Verse Three: [Mystikal]. Fuck them for going after folks like Master P but staying silent when Puffy and all those other New Yorkers were doing the same thing.
There is, of course "Make Em Say Ughhh", but the real high point of the second half is "Come and Get Some" with C-Murder and Prime Suspects in top form. Everyone knows the hype and aggressive "Make Em Say Uhh! Yall runnin from the rollers. Beats by the pound). Without a mouse trap. They know if it miss it ain't by much. I mention that the song is comical because Mo B Dick's interpolation of Timex Social Club's "Rumors" hook will more than likely make you kill over and laugh. A lotta soldiers done died, a lotta mothers done cried. Fuuck every nigga that ain't real, cuz we bout it, & if I have to die cuz a nigga gon' shout it! I ain't trippin, never slippin cause I got straps. And the fact that Master P is only about half as good as the person he's imitating makes it all the more egregious. Everybody need a back-up plan. I can be your mistress. Figured she had game, tryin' to fuck a young balla nigga like my mind, I figured lookin' at me she see nothin' but dollar signs.
See me and C and P forever gon be ridin and thuggin. Take it from mister high spoke rider. I do hate this album after all. Whatcha dont believe, well check the credents, they'll tell ya.
With hoes and gators, jaboes and polo's. However, there's an extra level to Silkk the Shocker's stupidity because the rapper he's imitating is all over this album too. Bullets choppin haters business to about the size of prisms our mission. "Tryin 2 do Somthing" is good, but (again) not because of P. Mac and Fiend demonstrate their musical flexibility here, dropping 16's over a dated Isley sample. I gets down nigga, I hold my tank up high. Cuz I ain't goin less I take two niggas wit me. That may sound like a weird mix, but it most definitely works. Behold no man or your life destroyed. Good ones and mean ones. But chall cant make no money. From the projects young niggas. There it is right there). I'll be home tonight.
How you figure that we was stackin G's on the low. Prime checks Prime Suspects prime nine. And even though I never see. Fuck the frontin and the talking. I say P where they at. I'm takin' the chances now. Cause yall niggas BUSTAS! All yall fake ass niggas. I can be your nigga. No more hit 'em up like in the old days. I used to hang with my boy even slang with my boy. So watch your back when you hustling crack.
If you could just be patient. And she had the nerve to tell me, if I ain't a fuckin' trick I'm worthless, I told her Bitch if you ain't suckin' dick, then none of yo' clit defeats the purpose. You thinkin you hearing voices nigga. It was a group of us, just a group of five. I got homies and jackals ready to ride. So think about what I say and fuck what them hoes say. Down here 3rd world cali or new orleans. Down a fifty of hennesee and blow a bag of doshia. I mean dope tapes, this is how we would make it. Silkk appears on 11 of the 19 tracks, and while this should be reason enough to raise eyebrows, it begs the question of why P's other(and infinitely more talented) younger brother C-Murder is relagated to 2 guest appearances. Cause TRU niggas know how to pop back up.
I ain't trusting no nigga or no bitch. Wassup to big mama mia x). So I can Uhhhh then squeeze ya', tease ya'. You done took yo piece of the pie but you was too young to retire.