Who Want Some Master P

[Chorus - x4] Who said he want some Boy you don't want none We wile out in the club and that dum diddy dum dum [Master P] I like them girls but I don't fuck with them haters We in the club hella

Ride Master P

change me these niggas won't tame me this bitches won't bring me and everybody blame me niggas gettin' paid started from the streets if a nigga don't hustle then mama don't eat I live my life with some

Gangsta b Master P

If she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't want her, don't want her And if she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't need her You can keep her If she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't want her, don't want

Gangsta B... Master P

"If she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't want her, don't want her And if she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't need her You can keep her If she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't want her, don't want

Back On Top Master P

represent your nameplate) No limit is back on top ya'll haters can't stop us now (Turn your Gameface represent your nameplate) Criticism in the party like its H20 In the back of the club sayin bring some

Time to Check My Crackhouse Master P

[Chorus x 4] Time To Check My Crackhouse, my crackhouse, my crackhouse [Verse 1] The P rat a tat It's time to start checkin' shit I'm the wrong nigga in the projects to be fuckin' with Man

Who Them Boyz Master P

[Intro] [Master P] Motherfucking King of Crunk and the Don of rowdy music nigga) [Lil Jon] Yyyeeeaahhh! [Lil Jon] Hey (Hey) Lil Jon (Lil Jon) Hey Master P (Master P) [Master P] Uuuughhhh!

Bloody Murder Master P

Verse One: Me and the crew had the 40s and dank getting fucked up Plottin on some suckas last week that snuck up They thought they had us done, we had the 9's and clip man Cash in the ride, hoe

Make say ugh Master P

Who dis is? Who dis is? Nigga, this Rappin 4-tay. Who is this? Uh, dis P! P? Yeah, this P! P? Yeah! Well P, lemme hear ya say, "Ungh!" (voice cracking) Ungh!

If Master P

[Master P (Souya)] Yeah shorty, we could be like Bonnie & Clyde, ya heard Go out there and get this paper You wit it?

Till We Dead And Gone Master P

"[Chorus - Master P] Nigga, nigga, nigga P and Bone nigga Ughhhhhhh And we gone kill ya Till we dead and gone nigga [Master P] I couldn't gang bang With crips and bloods

Some Jack Master P

juice Late night creeping as a motherfucker get loose On my way to Berkley with this hoochie Non-stop to the motherfucking jacuzzi Didn't have latex so I stopped at 7-Eleven That's when I knew the P

Choppa Style (Feat. Master P) Choppa

what she want (ugh) what she want She want (repeat) OOOOOWWWWW! oh yeah! OOOOOWWWWW!! oh yeah! OOOOOWWWWW!! oh yeah! OOOOOWWWWW!! oh yeah! [HOOK:] Who they want??

Welcome to My City Master P

I mean the poor niggas With niggas smelt like they richer hoes but they broke niggas And the bitches like the peapop (peapop) And the niggas ride through the hood and like to slang rocks And bitches want

Mr. Ice Cream Man Master P

Ice Cream Man) 4X Verse One: Hit the blocks dressed in white with some baggy girbaud's A pocket full of stones, 3 G's and tryin to lose these hoes And the task coming sick cause its the first of

211 Master P

Hey P man remember that shit last year you was talking bout that bloody murder shit Won't you kick some more of that shit Verse 1 Jumped out the Chev mean mugged at some sucker punks King flashed

Hot Boys & Girls Master P

[phone ringing] [No Limit studios] -"No Limit studio" [Master P] -"Yo nigga, whatcha'll workin' on?" [NLS] -"Nigga, who the fuck is this?"

Make Em Say Uhh #2 Master P

"[phone ringing] [No Limit studios]-""No Limit studio"" [Master P]-""Yo nigga, whatcha'll workin' on?"" [NLS]-""Nigga, who the fuck is this?""

What`s Up With That Master P

((Master P)) Yo, Silkk man pass me a 40 you ready to do this shit or what Lets show these motherfuckers ((Chorus)) Master P dont take no bullshit What up with that x4 ((Master P)) I anit no

Time For a 187 Master P

-Uhhh, niggas than fucked up -Nigga, its time to roll -Pass me them nigga chasers -Time to do a 187 -Its time for a murder -If you a G nigga, load your shit up Some nigga got some bad ice cream

Why They Wanna Wish Death Master P

[talking] Even though we all thugs Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart The wicked, spies upon the righteous God blesses the man, who put his trust in God He gave his only begotten

1/2 On A Bag Of Dank Master P

Light ya joints, lets have a muthaphukkin smokeoff yall niggas bout ta see more of that country ass muthaphukkin Masta P from New Orleans to Richmond California, that nigga crazy ass, but check this

Ghetto D Master P

Water bubbling, Voice in background repeating "make crack like this" Masta P Imagine substitutin crack for music I mean dope tapes This is how we would make it.

Safe Sex Master P

This is a public service annoucement for safe sex Safe sex is what I kick Cause you never know when you'll meet a freaky chick Just Put a condom on your dick some like to suck ohh Fuck!

HOW G'S RIDE Master P

[Master P talking] Ugh Niggas be trying to figure out how we roll out here in Cali You know what I'm saying Richmond California My little partners be rolling like Silkk fool Verse 1 [Master P

Eternity Master P

so my pain is what they feel I'm a rider TRU niggas gone feel me see-Murder ain't gone die 'til a bitch nigga kill me All my thug niggas ride to eternity let's ride nigga let's ride nigga (2X) [Master

Ghetto Ballin Master P

[Verse 1: Master P] Love money, hate haters 10 years later, still gettin paper Put 20's on the big wheel It's Univeral now Just signed a big deal Party at the spot, come ball wit me And if you aint

Ghetto Honey Master P

[Hook: Theresa Esclovon] When I see you I, like to ride up and I Feel all good and I, want you boy no lie The way you walk the style, the clothes you wear You lick your lips, and I can't help but stare

Dope Mann Master P

listen and you might get paid Hook: repeat 2XDope man, dope man - yeah that's me I can flip a half an ounce to a quarter ki' Dope man, dope man - yeah that's me I used to slang in the hood now I'm on TV Master

BOUT IT, BOUT IT II Master P

[Master P] uggggghhhhhh, its time for the national anthem y'all niggas bout it (I started this bout it, bout it) if you bout it (get em up), I mean you bout it, bout it (that mean you bout it, bout

Till We Dead & Gone Master P

Hook - Master P Nigga, nigga, nigga P and Bone nigga Ughhhhhhh And we gone kill ya Till we dead and gone nigga Master P I couldn't gang bang With crips and bloods But I could stand on the corner Wit killas

Act A Fool (Feat. Lil. Jon) Master P

and now them hoes want to call ya I ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quit I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6 [Chorus x 16] [Verse 4] I still walk through the hood by motherfucking myself

Stop Playing Wit Me Master P

WE GON' BUST Y'ALL AND Y'ALL DICKS UP ALL BITCH ASS NIGGAZ Bitches STOP PLAYIN well y'all better stop playin wit me (repeat 6X) [Master P over repeated line from 3X on] Tear da club up nigga!

These Streets Keep Me Rollin' Master P

"[Chorus: x4] [Master P] These streets keep me rollin' Can't stop cause these presidents I'm holdin' [Master P] You see I'm a killer by heart A G by nature You see these ho's a love you And these niggas

Bullets Gots No Name Master P

up coming straight from the land of the O-A-K and now listen to Ral, ruler of the bay no matter where you at, be it rain or snow on a motel floor with a front row hoe partna pull out, get up, I want

Pass Me Da Green Master P

Pass me da green, i need some weed with my hennessy (repeat 8 times) (Inhale....exhale) Eyes selling red, got my dank from the Bahamas Went to see my girl smoke some green with her mama.

Ghetto Model Master P

[Theresa Esclovon] I see something I want, and poppy that's you So I'll just be up front, I'm trying to roll with you I see you eyeing me, as I am eyeing you I guess the real in me, attracts the thug in

Oh Na Nae Master P

Yo como aqui, tambien el dineros Yo quiero la pesos Chorus: Master P (repeat 2X) * I say ooooh nah nae I got to get the money 'fore I play (dineros) I say ooooh nah nae I got to get the money

Killa Pussy Master P

Master P: Yo Ann, wuz up? Ann: Wuz up? Master P: Shit girl I know you got it going on and everything But its like this here, (what?)

Always Look a Man in the Eyes Master P

P) I sell stones out, I'm breaking them got damn phones up Niggas they popping them keys, Master P he fucking ??

Lets Get Em Master P

"[Master P/C-Murder] [Chorus] Where them niggas at Where them niggas at There them niggas go [Master P] Uhhhhh Fuck it, let's get em [x4] [C-Murder] I'm a motherfucking soldier Bitch I thought I told ya

Let Me See It Master P

chorus: Master P Let me see it Let me see it Let me see it Let me see it Let me see that cat Let me see that cat oh BBbbbbitch i don't know what's next but i love to watch porn because i love sex Fuck

Let Me See It (Feat. C-Los, Pop, Black, Lil. D, Tank, Ruga) Master P

C-Los, Pop Black, Lil D Tank & Ruga) chorus: Master P Let me see it Let me see it Let me see it Let me see it Let me see that cat Let me see that cat oh BBbbbbitch i don't know what's next but i love to

Ice on My Wrist Master P

Master P : 2000 remix ya heard me?

Basketball Master P

If you still love this game make some noise They're playing basketball We love that basketball They're playing basketball We love that basketball They're playing basketball We love that basketball

Playa Haterz Master P

Yo JT tell her to give me a 7 UP man Hey, hey that bitch tripping man, hey bring us some drinks hoe Man that show was liver than a motherfucker they was loving us Man it was large as shit Verse

Whoadie Gone Master P

gone, homies pour out a lil' liquor Can't find the killer, damn and it hurt man Whoadie on a t-shirt, they dropped him in the dirt man And the sister, she was trippin' man Askin' me questions like "Who

It's All Good Master P

I'm out here on the block thuggin After this, you ain't gon' have to want for nuttin, ya heard?

Rock A Bye Haters Master P

Suckers Talk Shit Cause They Know Dat We Rich, And Some Niggas Mad Cause I Done Fucked They Bitch.

No More Tears Master P

said somebody tried to kill P And you know your boy's sellin dope But all you say is watch yo back Cause you don't want to see me go Chorus: (Repeat 2X) Momma I don't wanna see you cry No more