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was almost a year before she called him up
Three rings and an answering machine is what she got

If your callin' 'bout the car I sold it
If this is
It was almost a year before she called him up
Three rings and an answering machine is what she got

If your callin' 'bout the car I sold it
If this
hater

(Chorus)

I ain't saying no names
Its a lot of player haters ain't true to the game

Verse 3 (Master P)

Player haters in ya face want
is man
We clip up over here nigga

What's Your Name Fool?

[Chorus]
Capital P, Bandanna P, V-I-P, M-V-P
Are-S-V-P or are-I-P, V-S-O-P, A-S-A-P
It was almost a year before she called him up
Three rings and an answering machine is what she got

If your callin' 'bout the car I sold it
If this
was almost a year before she called him up
Three rings and an answering machine is what she got

If your callin' 'bout the car I sold it
If this is
(Chorus)6x

Where them boys at?
(Where they at)
Where them girls at?
(There they go)

(Master P)
Call bugs on the phone
Whodi meet me by the dome
niggas out ??? off 3-D 
Peep D, the game that I spit 
No Limit soldier cross my back 
I run this muthafucka, TRU niggas 
I betcha I'll make ya stay
the D-P-G
Last Don, Big Dogg, what's up? what's happenin'?
Nigga run up
We gon' tear da club up
Top rank, best dank mo' bank in dis game
Who could t be?
the same shit
Punk-ass C.O.'s on a nigga dick
Got me up at three o'clock cookin eggs n' grits
I'm a G from C.P. I can't take the shit
Tryin to hold
drought..
Cause them boys will take you out

[Master P]
Nigga thuggin' in the hood so I'm still in the game
I'm out that Calliope nigga, bout to let my nuts
no rules when you in this game

Steady mobbin', d o double g, ain't no limit to that shit
Nigga carlos on the beat beats by the pound
'bout 3:34 in
Well alright. Spice 1 in the hiddouse 
(and Short Dawgs in the house bitch). 
With the L.A. Players (soldiers to the game you know?) Yeah. 
(Peep
[Verse 3]: Lil' Romeo (Master P)
(Call bugs on the phone, whodi, meet me by the dawn)
(Daffy dropped a dime, whodi, take him to the phone)
Knick-knack
yo fuckin lip up
'cause money and murder is the code that I live by
Come to ya set and do a muthafuckin walk by
Deep in the game preparing for
Oh yeah 

this dope shit done got a lot of my niggas 

taken out the game 

And to my brother Kevin Miller  rest in peace fool 



Verse 1
the realest, she said I'm the realest
Head be genius, dick game be the meanest

I'm like got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don't even
was almost a year before she called him up
Three rings and an answering machine is what she got

If your callin' 'bout the car I sold it
If this is
to spray me
But I got a ghetto bird that go half on a three-eighty
It's the game of life, you it, so play it right
Bitches like you, M-e-m-p-h Bleek, yeah
pop

[Chorus: x16]

Thug girls, I put my name on them
Me and Jon's like the Lakers
Going for three rings in the game on them
We ain't done til
Never look back

[Master P]
How could a nigga shoot enough callings of the clip and kill three
One hit away I'm here for a reason this was meant to be
for hoes who play them games
You can check my gangsta files
I been putting in work since 1985

Got an angel by my side
All my demons always beggin'
resume hustlin'
Rap game or crack game my crew is still bubblin'

Yo, three in the morning and the D's on the corna still
Seems we were born to kill,
resume hustlin'
Rap game or crack game my crew is still bubblin'

Yo, three in the morning and the D's on the corna still
Seems we were born to kill,
by see I'ma be like buying her 

shit. 

I bought her lunch the first time, 

but see there trick that's nuthin' but game, 

I hit it one time