TRU (Master P - Swamp n***a lyrics

P: b**h, this P world here, b**h, ain't man except me I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, b**h Here go the money. You got da coke? Here go da money. You got the coke? I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, b**h Jumped in my cutla**, rollin on switches Gold they shinin down south dealin b**hes n***as out that swamp, should I say New Orleans? Richmond, California, imported me some dank weed Rollin on blunts, n***as call it swisher sweets I got birds 16-5, a muthaf**in key Fool, when ya hit me, it's 18-5 I gotta tax em 2 G's just for takin a ride Cause n***as down south, n***as ain't playin n***as talk sh**, muthaf**as be layin Down on the ground, just like 8-ball Hit you wit yo nuts and yo G's up the ?bear wall? Put you behind a pinto in the block n***as slangin keys (gunshots) cause somebody got shot Call the cops, k**as I'm a deala Mr. Ice Cream Man, yo neighborhood drug deala n***a dat's bout it, down south we rowdy From Atlanta to Texas, n***as won't ya'll read about Swamp n***as comin up, blowin like k**a Ya'll ain't ready but I ain't Mystikal, I'm a deala n***as slangin cane, cocoa leaves up the brain But it's a muthaf**in Third Ward, I mean a Swamp Thing Chorus: Swamp n***a (uuuunnngggghhhh), Swamp n***a (8X) Hey, in the middle of the muthaf**in south n***as got gold in they muthaf**in mouth On my way to Chicago, to pick up me a Stoeger I ain't even trippin off this sh** cause I'm a rolla n***a ridin dirty, just like U.G.K 4 tech 9s, and a muthaf**in AK n***as ain't playin, down south b**h we bout it I told ya'll n***as in 96, damn, don't ya'll doubt it But n***as play the, try to play us like some b**hes n***as done snuck up on you hoes and snatched some riches From labels like No Limit to Suave to Rap-a-Lot Independent, black-owned, b**h, and we can't be stopped Breakin bread--with the muthaf**in ballas n***as check billboards, yeah, and we shot callas Now ya'll n***as mad, cause a n***a famous I think the president put a price on my an*s America's nightmare, but I'm not Cube I represent the muthaf**in red and the blue ?Shoes? I mean, the bangas, the k**as, the gangstas But n***a i'm a Swamp, professional ghetto, rap slanga Chorus n***as in Texas, sippin on syrup n***as sippin barre, n***as on that furl n***as in FLorida, sellin dat water n***as in Baton Rouge pushin dem quarters All the way to Shreveport to muthaf**in Mississippi Oklahoma, back to Kansas City 5th wheel grill, n***as comin down Fools gettin k**ed if they from outta town 6 15s in the candy painted cadillac Bumpin "Break Em Off" (don't make me break you off somethin) Rollin tips like a maniac Playa from the south stack muthaf**in' g's (playaz from the south stack Gs) I got Beats by the Pound, just like quarter keys KLC put it on the scale so ya'll can feel dis Mo B. D put it on the back so ya'll can peel dis Craig B whipped it up with some B 12s I slung it on the street to make the muthaf**a sell Too $hort said fools, get in where ya fit in That's why I'm a Swamp n***a out there tryin to pay the rent Chorus P: Swamp n***a, ha, ha. We sho from muthaf**in swamp It ain't a East or West Coast thing, n***a It's a swamp thing. Ha, Ha Tru 2 da muthaf**in game, to the south, midwest, west coast And all cross the muthaf**in world, Swamp n***as On the muthaf**in rise