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master p - 1-900 master p lyrics

[master p]
g ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep
that’s how we late night creep
see in cali’ fools be gettin’ their serve on
and at the side shows cars got it going on
with that candy paint plus that ???
so many woofers in the trunk sound like an army tank
i’m from that richmond 23rd street army
so fools can’t harm me, gats c-cked incase they run up on me
see i’m deep, tru is how i creep
i don’t bang cause that went out in ’93
still locin, blunted and smokin’
gator rade and thunderbird, a pocket full of trojans
for them hoochies, that wanna smooch me
end up in motel 6 in some booty
boots knockin’, panties be droppin’
gat under the bed incase the playa hatas come and pop me
got that glock, 17 shots, it’s all good i tell a hoochie don’t stop
-ss bangin’, nuts still hangin’, moble phone ringin’
ain’t stoppin’ ’till the fat lady starts singin’ and hollerin’
and moanin’i’m humpin’
check my watch god d-mn it’s 6 in the mornin’
should i stay, ain’t got no time to play
put my ??? by my t-shirt
then i break, to the door
my partner’s three deep in a six-four

chorus: repeat 2x

g ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep
that’s how we late night creep

[master p]
well it’s the weekend and everybody chillin’ at the giggety lake
hoes in daisy dukes so tight, it’ll make your nuts break
polk-a-dot panties, gold thangs, dampies
so many stars out here i feel like i’m at the grammys
n-gg-s blowin’, b-tches out hoein’
weaves so tight ain’t n-body else knowin’
is it real, if it’s not just chill
cause talkin’ sh-t to a hoe in cali’ can get your god d-mn cap peeled
ballers roll low, fools out tellin’ jokes
hittin’ like tyson on the mother f-ckin’ spliff smoke
tangueray mixed with that orange juice and lemon squeeze
straight vodka and mother f-ckin 80 leaves
i mean high, i’m higher than a giggety bird
show my -ss for the hood make them gold thangs h-t the curb
5-0 on my trizail, i had to post bizail
100 g’s to get me out of jail, i’m with the quickness
all because a big n-gg- bought a ki’ of dope
watch a young n-gg- flip this
straight independant, ain’t n-body lendin’
underground king pin, t-tle dependant
master p or should i say al capone
no limit records in the house got it goin’ on
ain’t no love, i thought i told ya
us tru n-gg-s, straight soldiers
king ready to fight a b-tch like a pit bull
and big ed got that 9 trigger ready to pull
and silkk will put your teeth in the dirt fool
and c-murder don’t give a f-ck about a n-gg- dude
and cali-g is ready to do a f-ckin’ og call
cause when you f-ckin’ with us one
you f-ckin’ with us all
that’s how we do it on the westcoast
westcoast badd boyz some more no limit dope

chorus

[master p]
now we creepin’ from the westcoast of california
to washington, texas, louisiana, arizona, utah, flordia, atlanta, kansas,
nebraska, new york, kentucky, alabama, detroit
arkansas, north carolina, south carolina

[silkk]
man let me check this sh-t out
let me see what this all about 1-9-0-0-master-p

[master p]
yo, what’s up this is your n-gg- master p
sorry i’m unavailiable to come to the phone right now
i’m either out on the f-ckin’ road doin’ shows
kickin’ it with b-tches
could be your b-tch if you a real g
just take it to the law, you could be a playa hater
we can hold court in the streets
but if you my n-gg- little rich
yeah n-gg- if you still got them mountings for 350
hold me 7 of ’em n-gg-
i’ll be back tomorrow, and if it’s that b-tch sheryl
yeah i told them n-gg-s you sucked my d-ck hoe
you know how that go, every dog got they day
b-tch you had 3 or 4 though
no limit records, supplyin’ the world with that dope gangsta -ss sh-t
y’all know as usual, comin’ back with a bomb on y’all -ss
dope -ss ep p 99 ways to die
everybody got it
you must have it cause you wouldn’t be listenin’ to this sh-t
master p bout it be, audi five thousand
’bout to smoke this ol’ spliff on y’all dog -ss
watch this, when the weed stop
then leave a mother

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