Lyrics:
Head turners, game changers that what we be
Known to shut it down in any town, Texas Royalty
Head turners, game changers that what we be
Known
Head turners, game changers that what we be
Known to shut it down in any town, Texas Royalty
Head turners, game changers that what we be
Known
ho in me (it ain't)
I grew up off of coke and D (let's get it)
Boyz N Da Hood, No Jody Breeze (nah)
Catch me in the hood (64th)
That's where I want
up for school and iron my cloths.Da
olni one cud calm me down when my temper explode.
Im loosin it mane gotta choppin n my name.
Ready to swang dat
ho in town homey
[P:] Nigga but when I say ho though Cube you know I
that didn't mean nuthin' bad it just mean that you got a
lot of hoes that's
Hello? What's happening world?
Yo, this Big Gipp!
I've been called down by Lil Jon
& The Eastside Boyz to
Tell you what's really happening on
These
Boyz, and the Beastie Boys
Black Star, Black Moon, Black Thought, Black Sheep
Queensbridge got the infamous Mobb Deep
I'm naughty by nature, yo who's that
it, take it
We'll watch you fall, fall
While you watch us speak it, speak it
(We run this town)
We run this, run this, run this
(We run this city)
We
part of town I really liked
Healed my loins
Darkness met the light
Started to feel the point
P-p-pow
P-p-pow
P-p-pow
P-p-palpable
Creatures of evil
*** p-poppin'
*** swang to ya mouth, then the blood is gushin'
Out'cha dome, home invaded 'cause of *** you pushin'
Leather seats in the Chevy thang,
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
sipping but no beer, checking up my styrofoam
In H-Town Texas, my home sweet home
The Governor and Corleone, P-A-T resurrected
Vote for Mr. 3-2, to be
Written by: James Ray, Montay Shine, Meni Ru
The fast life The fast life
It's the way that we live The fast life
Fast life fast ho's fast cars
on my hat in
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Drive by homicide
R.I.P. tats in Ol' English Westside 'til I die
Niggas pourin' out that Ol' English
I got my Malcolm Ak so it's by any means
My Coretta on my side just to the paint the scene
Just some Kings hittn the streets out with their Queens
mayor of the town
See-Murder and Wango got the jets on lock
And me and Silkk, we the new f**king keys to the block
[Chorus 2X: Master P]
[Master P]
You
friend
but she's basic, lovin' my Pittsburg Swang
I guess it can be my dope P-style she was out here staring at me for awhile
looking like she wants
more bitches than Payless got shoes (Damn)
I guess I got my game from an OG
It's the 90's and everybody know P
Independent but can't be stopped
But
[Chorus:]
Just another day, selling ice cream in the bay
And fools trying to get him for his pay
But Master P don't play, it's all about money
music
Showing a four pound around town, but never gon use it
I'm registered by my gangsta, you barely touching me G
Now feel you got the edasity,
Aye
Uh-huh
L.M.INATOR
Lets talk about these H-town streets man
Let's go
I'm getting scooped in a drop top coupe with the roof gone
My niggas in it
homies a Whether B
Fred Dogg S P double E D Y cause that's my type of guy
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe
B
Seaten
A bitch is nuttin' we easily fuck it
We posessed by the cash and these guns we bustin'
We out, P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up
Ain't nobody fuckin'
Man f'real I love bein' from the Dirty South man
It made me the G I am today, made me the hustler I am today
The grinder, the baller, the gangster
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