Master P - Dead Presidents lyrics

hahahahaha that n***a Master P back in the house for the 9-5 shot well take a step into this madness that we call the dope game Richmond, California where us youngstas slang that c**aine and we be hoppin it up and choppin it up and rockin it up to tens, twenties, fifties, and hundreds to make our profits bro roll through the town talking sh**, get your wig split especially when f**ing with another n***as divendends I mean them George Washington, them Lincoln, Hamilton, Jefferson, Grant, Ben Franklins find your a** in the trunk with your motherf** corpse stankin, haha the ghetto's trying to k** me and if you live to see 95 most of ya'll fools can feel me come take a ride in my 6-4 I'm not Dr. Dre but Richmond, California's d**h row you got n***as packin heat and fiends on every corner trying to make them ends meet and the game get thicker when you think its all good down bows another n***a to the grave 6 feet deep I've never seen a man cry but I'm not Scarface G but I've seen alot of n***as die Richmond, California the town of the homicide got me caught up in a shuffle sellin crack to my people, just an everyday hustle I'm too deep to quit cause the game giva a young n***a like me profits dead presidents still trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents dead presidents still trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents blood shot red eyes off that dank gettin toasted khakis wear up creased motherf**in shirt half way open and on my stomach spells T-R-U that's my click motherf**er, in other words that's my crew that jumped out this game of crack to get into this game of rap, to put us on the map and we aint takin no shorts independent worlwide and us n***as hella roll gettin paid like the bank, cook it up like crank distribute it to the world like some motherf**ing dank but there's always some s**a a** busta playa hatin mother f**er runnin up talking bout you all that n***a you can't rap n***a, insane fool on crack I get more b**hes than you, fools co*k 22 I co*k A-K's make n***as run for they duece and them blue signs is thicker cause when you think it's all over, I be the bounty picker wiping n***as up like soap, n***as can never go when you fools was fadin, I was sendin n***as to d**h row committin homicides and drive-bys livin with????? but still slanging that f**in pie and got more b**hes than you so what the f** you runnin on my set talking that hoe sh** fool and No Limit only means the beginning cause when the other n***as is fading we just beginning got more juice than ojay got more four than fourplay got more game than M.J. and like Cube say today will be a good day 25 G's for a key hook it up and meet King George, 23rd street straight up A-1 sola, no yola, hella folda ain't no motherf**in soda, cook it up like grenola and we bout to chop the top off this motherf**in fire bird,??????? oh, and them hoes is the side show and bustas gettin beat down n***as ain't from the town, hoes gettin clowned and we sicker than sickery tricker than trickery catch you slippin b**h than you history cuase I got a bunch of n***as that shoot it up for with me I got a bunch of k**as watchin out for P and the game get deep how can you stop when these n***as out to get your green you gotta watch your a** and if you rollin on them thangs n***a, you better watch real fast and watch close to your enemy cause it might be the same n***a sittin right next to you G and the game gets sad 6 feet deep might be lying your dog a** trying to get that cash, trying to move fast but don't tell a n***a where your stash you know what I'm saying if ya'll in the game to all my n***as out their in the game ya'll know how it go, watch your motherf**ing a** stack more money than you can and get out quick, if you can (chorus plays as P talks) yea, I got to say whats up to all my n***as out their in the Rich know what I'm sayin all my n***as out there in Oakland, Frisco and all them hustlas thats rollin with me the TRU click, King George, C-Murder, Calli-G, Silkk, Big Ed and ya'll know the Ice Cream Man is outtie 5,000 got to say what up to K-Lou for whippin this ol' dope a** sh**