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momma beat me, I never talk to my pops
So I’m in this bitch alone, but I’m grown; now watch ‘em flock
When I get big and famous
That’s a fatal game

(boom, bitch)
Bitch, quit runnin', nigga, flip somethin' (ha)
I know your soft ass ain't did nothin' (oh)
I'm hittin' these hoes by the four (thot)

Turn me up, on my lean, ayy
Sip pressure and I’m reachin' on my heat, ayy
I can’t fuck with you if
You can’t keep a secret let’s go

Bitch had nerve

know I pull the strap out
You say you getting money lil nigga bring a bag out
Thinking I'm a dummy lil nigga Imma crash out
You aint never seen 100 p's

No Limit Soldiers II

Master P

No Limit Soldiers Compilation: We Can't Be Stopped [Clean]

1998

if you don't respect
You know I'm from the 3rd bitch
You gone by casualty bitch
I'ma soldier

(mia x)
Rounding up my soldiers
Scooping up my warriors

insane
Got a lil' choppin', it bustin' your brain
Woah, I'm finna make bread, bitch, I'm on money, man

What
Yeah, I got head lil' bad hoes like straight

shake, shake that shit, lil' bitch (shake that shit)
Shake, shake that shit, lil' bitch (shake that shit)
Shake, shake that shit, lil' bitch (shake that

Yeah, it’s juke, deuce ace
Gang
Yeah, yeah, aye
Bitch I’m a dog just like look at my face
This all designer that’s hugging my waist
Lil bitch can’t

Yeah, it’s juke, deuce ace
Gang
Yeah, yeah, aye

Bitch I’m a dog just like look at my face
This all designer that’s hugging my waist
Lil bitch can’t

for?
When I was young I was so very dumb
Eager to please a lil'
Trick on a mission tryin to get in my P's
Me and my niggas is thug niggas
Former known

solution is pollute innards, quick to shoot a bitch
I'm bugged like the Y2K computer glitch
I bring the hardcore for soldiers that got war
And the thugs

I'm walking in the rain so nobody sees me cry
Thugs need hugs too and everybody dying
Bitch don't fall asleep in the studio
Wake your ass up bitch, you

down
I’m a doughfeen brakkin
Wrap my flag round neck
Then You know I go dawg pound
Eat lil baby like it’s wonton
Take a trip out to London
Lotta drip we

Won't let them take my soul I keep my gun like mad max from shottas
Lil bitch I been legit they counterfeit I'm all bout my dollars
I'll send a hit

fast enough
Fuckin' with this lil' raw bitch, she an animal

Ridin' 'round with two sticks like a chopstick (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Youngins makin' keys

in we ain't even going say nothing
You going die on the spot ain't no bruising
Imma murder feel like boosie
I got word play feel like I'm tune-chi
Had

my pants
I'm high off these drugs
It's changing my plans
I call up my thugs, they killing your man
I call up my thugs, they killing your man
You

through
Kick it, maybe punt it too; I'm fly but I can run it too
I touched down to cause hell like lil Boosie, plus I's going for two
Tied it up, won it too

tucked underneath my fucking sleeve
I play with heat like D Wade
This burner give your ass a Boosie fade
I don't need no rules to play no bitch
I treat

It's in Me

Turk

Down South Hustlaz

2001

a nigga know
Drivebys and pull-ups I'm prepared anyday
Thuggin as usual I do dat every day
Bitch-niggaz get roasted, if you're not from round my way
In

I'M THE MAN THAT YOU LOOK UP TO
YOU A DEMON? I'M THE ONE THAT YOU GON' SACRIFICE BLOOD TO
MY THUGS DO HEAVY WORK
HAWK SWING DEZZY BURST
YOU TALK THINGS

on the run, she's on the run

My bitch so choosey
Bad ass bih and she bump Lil Boosie
I'm ducked off, high, eating sushi
Got the Rollie on the wrist, feeling

with these big racks
Started to feel like Thug with these big rackies
It's coming in so I'm a trick daddy
New LV make the bitch happy
Some brand new Dior

for the stealth 
Brick is some scale you can tell by the smell 

Became so addicted to pills I been taking 
I'm sorry I know it ain't right 
My diamonds