[Master P--Talking]
Haha
Ungh! Once a-muthaf**in-gain, me an my n***a Silkk
We gon' show y'all how we mobb
No Limit for life, how we do this sh**
West Coast style n***a, from down South, to the muthaf**in hills
Y'all n***as better recognize, y'all better f**in recognize
[Master P]
I'm tru to da game, Masta P'll be da name
I'm in it for the money, f** these b**hes an the fame
Cuz when you broke b**hes get ghost like sideways,
Like gold daytons rollin up the highway
On my way to the town to take some cizash,
An if you shizort b**h you in the bizag
I got fifteen in the tank, on my way to Burbank
Fist stealin 5, ready till 5, blowin dank
An still tryin to make a dollar outta fifteen cents
Got the Cutla** full of coffee for no evidence
It's a drought but I got ice cream 16 five, everyday, all day
Hit me on the door knob
Cuz we be ballin, b**h we be haulin,
Got chickens up the highway from New Orleans
An y'all foo's can't stop the real deal,
An when you see the Tank fool you better guard yo' grill
Cuz No Limit in this to win this,
An got a million soldiers ready to handle business
[Chorus]
6 deep is how we mobb, an we tru (Ungh!)
But we'll k** if we have to
[Silkk the Shocker]
Been on the block in the Bay, n***a hop by the tre
n***a stop at eight, early chop the cake, but not today
co*k the K, cuz these busta a** n***as know we not to play
Say hello to the Richmond n***a, East Bay k**a
Down South thrilla, quick to fill ya, wit more shells than the sea
More mail than the post office,
These lyrics an dope keep me stayin up like it was coffee
Now stop, pause, take a look
East Bay n***a crook, seven E deuce cut
Ready to buck on any n***a that steps up
I be the man, understand this, skanless n***as get f**ed up
Number one on Billboard, b**h, y'all n***as still tryin to come up
Y'all n***as soup, I'm gumbo, ready to rumble, ready to tumble
Yo' girlfriend outta line, I'ma catch her like Columbo
Tongue twistin like an Uzi, y'all n***as can't do me
(Boo-yah, bad man)
Y'all watch too many f**in movies
[Chorus]