Master P - We Run This lyrics

[Intro] Say the law tryna pull me over (No Limit) Tryna give me ticket I ain't pulling over Tryna give me ticket I ain't pulling over [Verse 1] Sitting in my Lambo puffing on that fire Never did change cause I'm all about that dollar Full o' riders and strapped with them riders I'm bout to shoot down on your face like a shower Boy you can say that you're on top, I'm higher I'd rather be a pigeon to a duck cause I'm flying Get money all day n***a never get tired A real ghetto superstar, ask that b**h Mya I sell Mr. Wheeze like school Ya'll n***as ain't sh** to me but doop My rich game stupid, I call it retarded Rewind it, reverse it, back it up then start it Players at the party, the sun shining on me Rest in peace Kurt, kinda miss my homie I don't eat balogna, I f** with macaroni And f** a bad b**h No Limit we the only [Hook] f** ya'll n***as and ya'll haters f** ya'll b**hes with them n***as man Ya'll hoes ain't bout sh** (bout sh**) Cause I get money b**h (oh) No Limit we run this (we run this) No Limit we run this (we run this) Ya'll n***as keep stunting (keep stunting) Ya'll ain't ready b**h (oh) [Verse 2] Sipping on Ciroc bottles Shoot videos, f**ing all the top models Man f** that Twitter cause my fans rarely follow They be knocking on my door tryna get up my condo Yeah got a n***a feeling like Rondo A kid in my day said I am his role model Got a ticket out the hood but I ain't never win the Lotto I'm too young to have kids so I make that b**h swallow [Hook] f** ya'll n***as and ya'll haters f** ya'll b**hes with them n***as man (with them n***as man) Ya'll hoes ain't bout sh** (bout sh**) Cause I get money b**h (oh) No Limit we run this (we run this) No Limit we run this (we run this) Ya'll n***as keep stunting (keep stunting) Ya'll ain't ready b**h (oh) [Bridge] I say f** ya'll n***as I'm a f** over you like f**ing on the park bench n***a uh They say money isn't everything And having everything isn't everything This sh** ain't help me n***a, read about it pick a show Chopper on the shelf, greased up with one already in it Ready to end it, finger f** her till she finish Middle finger start f**ing n***as like prison yeah [Hook] f** ya'll n***as and ya'll haters f** ya'll b**hes with them n***as man (with them n***as man) Ya'll hoes ain't bout sh** (bout sh**, get em) Cause I get money b**h (oh) No Limit we run this (we run this) No Limit we run this (we run this) Ya'll n***as keep stunting (keep stunting) Ya'll ain't ready b**h (oh) [Verse 3] Ya'll n***as and these hoes ain't sh** Got down south side with a super bad b**h Yo click us like a light switch Keep hating but your baby momma like this I'm so laced, she be all on the swag like Kelly crapper It's Mr. Tony Mantenna, Black Bandana It's Money Mafia, baby I let them bands talk 38 sick on the Hummer scraping that a** [Hook] f** ya'll n***as and ya'll haters f** ya'll b**hes with them n***as man (with them n***as man) Ya'll hoes ain't bout sh** (bout sh**) Cause I get money b**h (oh) No Limit we run this (we run this) No Limit we run this (we run this) Ya'll n***as keep stunting (keep stunting) Ya'll ain't ready b**h (oh) Ya'll ain't ready b**h Ya'll ain't ready b**h [Outro] I'm a make em say ooh na na na na I'm a make em say ooh na na na na (see we over here getting money) Ya'll over there f**ing stunting on that plan little low We ain't with all that little low We really do this, do this