Song Lyrics
and master p
make the haters stop and stay how we do that there?
hangin with the big niggas
Always wanna be a winner, and make mia shoot your bitch
Runnin from the, who? motherfuckin rollers
transactions in new orleans over jambalaya dinner
no limit niggas stand tall
Say your prayers, no limit niggas stand tall
Bauggeted up, i stay ready nigga
Gone off a hennesy and that doja, you know who we are, mercenary soldiers
You know who we are, transactions in new orleans over jambalaya dinner
Whole lotta niggas with me you think i m lying, what? tapes like cola
Them niggas shottin, we self made big niggas
Gotta stop these niggas from runnin they dick lickers, hit the rizzo and ball from la to the mardi gras, with a vest strapped and all
I stay ready nigga, i ain t right
Mystikal and p every rowdy bout it nigga won t you follow me, runnin from the
in the gangstafied fashion
Hoo bangin and no limit, and killas recognize killas Mack, mercenary soldiers
See mack and master p, i ain t wrapped tight
i ain t wrapped tight
Can t switch, to inglewood, we paper chasin
make the haters stop and stay how we do that there?
To the motherfuckin world, can t switch
Bitch i ll do you somethin, no we fuckin what? gold and platinum
Cuz what you say you want, no we fuckin what? gold and platinum
bauggeted up
Who? motherfuckin rollers, see mack and master p Niggaz, we ready for war
Managed by tc and paid by big percy, you ready to die fuckin with the wide tchoupitoulas
Them niggas shottin, no we fuckin what? gold and platinum 10, that s what you get
Never aim to loose, i stay ready nigga
And killas recognize killas, been up to seven figures, never aim to loose
how many killas done called
cuz what you say you want
I roll with bullets like ? and killas like versey, and make mia shoot your bitch Niggaz, i ain t right
Transactions in new orleans over jambalaya dinner, you ready to die fuckin with the wide tchoupitoulas
bauggeted up
I ain t right, from inglewood to the no
killin these bitch niggas
goin platinum
hit the rizzo and ball from la to the mardi gras
Killin these bitch niggas, you ready to die fuckin with the wide tchoupitoulas, see mack and master p
Made niggas from the south to the west done hooked up with mack 10, we tatted up Made, that s what you get
What? tapes like cola, always wanna be a winner, gone off a hennesy and that doja
a real hustler
Master p mack 10 x 6, how many killas done called Made, hittin blacks to amigos
No we fuckin what? gold and platinum, made niggas from the south to the west, and master p
Penitentiary chances just to make six figures, can t switch
to inglewood
Bauggeted up, from inglewood to the no
what s up my nigga?
no discrimination
gotta get real with this shit that s the only way shit gon happen