[Master P]
That's how motherf**in k**ers do it. (k**ers do it.)
Prime Suspect (No Limit Soldier), Master P
And f** the money, f** the world
[Master P]
See when i be sressing , mothef**er im trying to get it (trying to get it)
Pa** me the motherf**ing catchers mitt, I ain't no bullsh**tin
Do we got beef on the streets, n***a pa** me the heat
It's time to pop some motherf**ing necks and put these punks to sleep
I ain't playing with you b**h, Im just chasing million dollar dreams
Now the fedz trying to get me cooking keys up in the kitchen
Just a young n***a trying to make it out the bricks
I got medicine for the pigs, I mean 20 f**in dollar hits
And when the game get me stressed out f** it im ready to ride
Call up Prime Suspect cause somebody bout to die
And jump in the motherf**ing car and pa** the heat (pa** the heat)
Everybody gone n***a, f** the police
See n***as do any motherf**ing thing when they broke
But I dont f** with punk n***a and I dont smoke no dope
See I'm a k**er by heart, a G by nature
f** these b**hes cause they'll love ya, but most of these hoes they hate
Ya
[Master P]
f** the world we gon ball til we fall
Soldiers, all for n***a, one for all
f** the world we gon ball til we fall
Soldiers, all for n***a, one for all
[Glock]
I gots some cutthroat rhymes posted up uptown
Ain't no limit to the danger that be lurking around
But we ride in that night, but we might not make it back
Gunning from the k**er corn, got the straps on the lap
Where the hustle, P and PS, got the muscle
f** the stuggle, couldn't get lost in the scuffle
Street walls forced apon ghetto children
Putting any section to sleep when a n***a got the heat
[Master P]
f** the world we gon ball til we fall
Soldiers, all for n***a, one for all
f** the world we gon ball til we fall
Soldiers, all for n***a, one for all
[Uzi]
Now why these people try to strike me out
Motherf** you if you dont like what my click about
f** what you saying, see I'm down to do whatever
Bout it bout it, did you heard I'm bout my cheddar
Calliope now have your backup plan n***a now
Is you bout that drama, world that is stressed to hard, is a soldier thang
If a hustlers time to make bout to make it, take it out of loose change
And don't play me close f** with mine and loose your brains
Hit you with them thangs
[New Nine]
P, now baby you know I'm in a rush to ball
So I got this n***a jacked in the back of the U-Haul
Fall, we can't do that not with all these f**ing gats, rat to the tat tat
TRU n***as jacking and stay strapped when they pockets flat
Rats take a dive, i told you these n***as live Glock
P, Uzi and Millimeter go back like f**ing Levi's
Been jacking, stying, cracking and capping ,whats happening
Now we still bout that dumb sh** quicker than the change, because we rapping
[Master P]
f** the world we gon ball til we fall
Soldiers, all for n***a, one for all
f** the world we gon ball til we fall
Soldiers, all for n***a, one for all
f** the world we gon ball til we fall
Soldiers, all for n***a, one for all
f** the world we gon ball til we fall
Soldiers, all for n***a, one for all