Lyrics:
Loyalty only thing matter to me
We bout to bust with some millions
Niggas is ready for felons
Walking in blood when I step in it
I'm from the P and I
off P-I-M-P
So much bread, said i'm eating like a P-I-G
Y’all getting lost in my sauce D-R-I-P Well grounded, and I got it from D-I-R-T
(Verse 2)
R.I.P yeah. R.I.P to the ones that’s resting. (X3) R.I.P to the one’s thats resting (x3)
(Chorus:) Rest In Peace my brothers and sisters that are
Floridor ja
Og Cellestin
De siger hva ska do ha min dreng
Jeg siger det bedste
Til mig og mine venner, jajaja
Billy var på speed I Herstedvester
Ca. sytten
the baddest
Heyeaaaaaaa
Leave dem
Heyeaaaaaaa
Fi won le
Heyeaaaaaaa
Na their problem
Yago Iona for the baddest
Dem den talk about my P
While I focus on my P
Pi, pê-i, pi, piriri, parará, minha pipa
Voa mais alto que as nuvens mais altas que estão no céu
Sobe ligeiro e para no ar feito disco voador
Baby this your theme song
Keep me on the ringtone
Call me when you need love
I would love to see ya
Show you what this life like
Put you on that P
Houston
What up B?
They can't shut up me
Shut down I
Not even P.E.
I'ma ride
God forgive me for my brash delivery
But I remember vividly
What these
Yeah, yeah, yeah omg it's Cash Bently
Yeah, yeah
Choppa on me, Glocky on me i got the beam
Inna P1, Inna McLaren that 720
I’m kickin' shit, I'm in
the nigga out
Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up
[T3]
She got a man, but her man ain't me
I'm a, M-A-see, to P-I-M-P
him up if he fall
We ain't dressin' no broads
Don't love these hoes at all
Know I'm mackin', come through, I be swaggin'
They pay a G three hunded a P
I
a scotch on the rock
(Where you coming, E) I'm saying peace from the boon dox
Chorus
(P: PMD, E: Erick Sermon, B: Both)
(P)Now what (E) I
'round the blocks and the streets
Take his guys with him shoppin', they side-eyeing to please
Everybody's impossible, it don't stop in the P's
I
That's my song
On the radio
Drop the top down
Turn it up loud
Won't deny
I'm alive
Whip in drive
‘Bout to ride
Ready, set, go
C'mon
Say my name, M.V.P
tell you "Always Striving and Prospering"
A$AP, partna'! Free my nigga Cap, R.I.P Big Phil, R.I.P A$AP Yams
Ya dig? (Gang!)
Come fuck with the Mob,
got it might get rough, but
It's alright
'Cause U-N-I-T-Y is all we need
To get are-E-S-P-E-C-T
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
[Master P *talking*]
(oh ooh) don't be scared
Haha, ain't no limit soldiers... (oh ooh)
... til I D-I-E
See-P-3 (represent it, ya heard me!) (oh ooh)
P R I N C E E n d
Test and Music
bottles of the Cris in the V.I.P.
Like T.I. said, you don't know me
When you see me in the streets just wave your hands
’Cause you know that I'm the git
(Du-du-du-du) yeah
Uh, uh
Oh, slatt, pull up, the P's, gon' turn up
Smoke out the P, Biscotti weed, I burn up
Reflection of me, I bought her the brand new
go
If you really wanna slide with a G
I'm from the eastside P.I.M.P.
If dollar make ya holla
Fifty, should make ya scream
Reasy nasty
And I can do it
your cabbage wig worm I did mad dirt
Deserve this groove so you fear to lose
Have your whole team rocking r.i.p
Tattoos, rested and hooked to IVs
NYC
diamonds, bitch, and plenty guns
I'm in the Melpomene, like Pistol P, I get them fires and do 'em
I'm in this bitch with them roosters, they'll bust you up
Bitch I ball like 8-24
R.I.P. to Kob'
Shoulda been the one to go
Gotta watch out for your soul
On my dawg, ain't ever fold
None of these pussies get
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