Master P - No Limit To This Real sh** lyrics

(Verse) A lil skinny n******g caught me underdone Hanging with my partners pulling out these fancy cars. It’s funny how a record change a n******g life Sleeping on the floor to mattress, f**ing all the night. Took grandma to the church, had to pay my time A hundred Gs to the preachers, should’ve seen his eyes My auntie cry every time when she see me strap, But these little n******gs ain’t k** your life, it’s just one trap. Keep my pistol co*k, homie, I don’t f** with cowards, Took my b**h out the hood, here’s a million dollars, Put my trust in God and I love haters Cause every time they talk sh**, n******g, I get paper. Watch your enemies, you even got to watch your friends, Peter told Jesus he loved him, then he gave him in. Bars calls this sh**, that sh**, many sh** funny sponsored links Real n******gs that turn b**h behind the real money I thank God for my partner, my n******g Joey, Cause when I was hurt he ain’t talk, he said pitch and throw it. (Hook) Yeah, let’s make a toast for this real sh**, And all the bullsh** we had to deal with Started off with crums, we had to build bricks, I pray 20 years later that I’m still rich. Rolling up switchers to this real sh**, Still praying for the patients not to k** sh**, Started off with crums, we had to build bricks. It’s no limit to this real sh**. (Verse) It’s the untouchable, grew up on the hustler, So there’s nothing for me to kick in the door or f** with you. Tie you and your b**h up, dare hop in the truck with you You die on the way to your track, then I ain’t stopping you, This next part from Rihanna, I’m f**ing you. Gangster, hit it doggy style with Chris Brown bump it, too. Lot b**hes smoke weed, coke pie, so dope, Drove ‘rarris, pop marries, crook it on appalation’s slopes. They ain’t seen a cold n******g like this, These are the memoires of a gold rope, Hollywood never and the white boys are so cold. Crazy motherf**er, my conscious drink for a logo Ice tea and them bricks, I’ve been f**ing with coco. Lenny is old, had a triple thing for aggia joe Birds by the boat load, that b**h life in a chokehold, And is hard to trust hoes, you see what happened with ocho. Ain’t no limit to this real sh**, Master in the pieces, tell, it’s time to k** sh**. (Hook) Yeah, let’s make a toast for this real sh**, And all the bullsh** we had to deal with Started off with crums, we had to build bricks, I pray 20 years later that I’m still rich. Rolling up switchers to this real sh**, Still praying for the patients not to k** sh**, Started off with crums, we had to build bricks. It’s no limit to this real sh**. (Verse) Could’ve been a prose swing that bat like beyrut But stuck in this ghetto with these k**ers like they look Oldschool chuck tailors with no lasers Used to shoot marbles with my cousin till he caught cases I wanna thank my fifth grade teacher, that b**h was hating. Told me I ain’t gonna be sh**, now I’m going places, South cut his head off then he lost his power Pillar talking, chasing bad hoes, call him delauer. Behind the money, n******g, family members turn sour, Real n******gs talk rather die and turn coward. I told Twizzers do you think, homie, we gonna make it? I say a prayer to the n******gs that I know they hate me. I see these school queens turn into dolphins I see mama sell her body for that white cream Me game nimpsy, connected like Instagram I keep that pistol on, cause n******gs they wanna see me rich. There’s no limit forever and we ain’t never quit. (Hook) Yeah, let’s make a toast for this real sh**, And all the bullsh** we had to deal with Started off with crums, we had to build bricks, I pray 20 years later that I’m still rich. Rolling up switchers to this real sh**, Still praying for the patients not to k** sh**, Started off with crums, we had to build bricks. It’s no limit to this real sh**.