Lyrics:
this beat and me making sweet love in the evening
R.A.P. Rhythm And Poetry what you're hearing now is the sound of intimacy
Oe, ja, dis die een wat by my
handle that then
Do what you gotta do man
Handle your things boy
May the good Lord bless you
With anything you hope or wish for bless you
May you live
and I'm makin' plays (damn)
Made a milly before I dropped the tape
20k before I hit the stage
Niggas only live one way
Shameless, shameless
'Dat way
good, you can't read or write
A bittin' kid that'll get twist if he front, no publicity stunt
His life flashes by his eyes quicker than Black History
history
Two triple O back in the do, bout to drop tops with the
Boy Big Moe
Screwed Up Click we super thick, been dropping hits
Since '94
Now y'all know
believe
And I'll tell you why
I'll tell you why
[Chorus]
This is a P.S.A.
Brought to you by the citizens of Hollywood
If you think you can live
ghetto history
Two triple O back in the do, bout to drop tops with the
Boy Big Moe
Screwed Up Click we super thick, been dropping hits
Since '94
Now
ice
Nigga bought two when they sold me da price
And dis hoes, I got'em by da dozen, love 'em
The way they be fiendin for me to bugg 'em, touch 'em
ghetto history
Two triple O back in the do, bout to drop tops with the
Boy Big Moe
Screwed Up Click we super thick, been dropping hits
Since '94
Now
(Jimmy P. Brown II)
Slaves to the King of Kings
And slaves to love
Steer the ship by the sweat
Of our brow and beat of the drum
War against sin with
Pay attention
I ain't caught up with the game, I'm out on the wave just cruising
Living this life
Trina get by
Banging out work on the weekend
olds are chasing P, blazing weed
15, Henny mix it with coke
Get smoked by a kid that’s just 16 years old
18, Realise chicks are just hoe’s
They would do
Ken,
Then dipped the Benz
And copped two oh's for a Ben
Then decided to meet downtown
By ten
Shoot a little pool and sip some gin
Gave it a little set
history
Two triple O back in the do, bout to drop tops with the
Boy Big Moe
Screwed Up Click we super thick, been dropping hits
Since '94
Now y'all know
the powers
Gold rank means that I'm not no coward
I don't buy normal, I get the ultimate packs
Like FIFA, I got the ultimate pack
Like DOTA 2 or League
Please don't drain my energy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
One and a two and a three and a four
It's the K to the P weh di people adore
When mi up inna
don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
(I got it, yeah) this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella
to the yard of course
Service a 6 10 but she live out the ends
So I can't endorse
Saturday madness and antics
Find out the plan it can only go one way
More P
like the 504
Master of the p and the pies go forth
Damn near free, I need a least five
Four more what you see you can't tell me
Walked in like the first
And lemme tell you again, I don't need a homie
Live my life alone, 'cause lonely is the only
Rather eat by myself than dine with bologna
I'm a B-I-T-C-H,
I'm Mason, nails and things all white, Caucasian (Caucasian)
Low-key ting or a bae ting
Bakin' by the poolside with a Haitian (with a Haitian)
Tell
Like my name was Master P
Nigga I'm bout it bout it
Give respect to get it g
Aye mind of a hustler
Heart of a g
When it all falls down
How many can you
celebrating too
'Cause somebody gave me an E
Why would I break it in two?
I don't do things by halves
A whole E is as holy as I get
Take care of you
and the party's still goin
[Pacewon]
Yo Yo
Bitches chasin after me
To No Limit like Master P
Got a Life To Live like Ericka Kane I stare
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