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two seater
Still pouring up lean pour a eight in a two Liter
Keep sipping that fu you gon die by the liter
This glock never jam so you know it's

get back to my lair
Ride with the shit in the trunk
I keep the shit P I keep the shit player yea

Sheh
They we hate we exist
Forefathers are us
And shit

Ain't gon' see only me shine watch us all
No I ain't here all the time but they still show me love
So this bitch on my hip, watch your dog
Ain't with

the street, yeah
I'm still gettin' this shit in by the week, yeah
I got out of town, plugs this shit ain't cheap
Nigga, I want a whole thousand for a p (Lean)

Cause them p's coming in
Them o's coming in quickly
Bitch

They stick to me like grits in shits
Wacking shit
We wacking shit
Get ah whole  team wrapped up

dance in a empty lot 
You niggas trying to hard to be what you not I just think you need to stop 
Bitch I dont need the chains to be drippin
Just listen

Must Be Bobby

RZA

Digital Bullet

2001

the shoe
No describin what this heat, in my jacket could do
I teach, seeds to read, never reach for the weed indeed
Bow down to the great Bob Digi Digi

B.O.B.B.Y.

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo

1998

as the hammer of Thor you can't lift it
So tense, bitch there's no defense
This four-four inch'll make you jump the fence
Right eye squinted; I speak brok-len

trophy
By tryna make us some paper
I put myself in the open
Contact numbers get outdated p
Been so long since we have spoken
I been on
I don’t need

No be easy for a forest guy to become a hero 
Everyday tye's in my eye hw3 me sowro 
Adikyiyaa d3 m3di mmpo gyi we borrow
Mi p3 sika a ba fie s3

talkin
Better know I got some heat
Ppl cryin cause this bitch said
R I P
She was lyin I'm still walking on my Feet
But know inside I just want eternal

my crew my day ones we play shit how it come 

My face card good everywhere ghee I cop big bags 
Sell it by the p Southside bound niggas I know me

my life in peace
Help my soldiers make it better with the Colonel Master P
But we can still get rowdy rowdy as fuck
And we got millions of niggas

Motherfuckers already know what it is
But it's P L for H up in this bitch
And of course my beautiful goons will know who it is
ABG up up up in this

freezin', nigga, I'm so icy, just look at my neck (ice, ice)
I know this lil' bitch went to college 
I can tell just by her head (nigga, uh)
Man, why these

gun
That shit is no fun 
Go have some sex wit a good bitch 
Cupid head ass 
I'm luvy duby 
Ready break 
Trot from the huddle 
Wealthy we killing this

Beyond Belief

Petra

Beyond Belief

1990

do we know the glory came and went

Moving can seem dangerous
In this stranger's pilgrimage
Knowing that you can't stand still, you cross the bridge

the quarter
Ounces of weed go by the 16
I can even get the water
Trappin and rappin
I make the funds become legit
Master P in this hoe
Bout it bout it
Make 'em

If

Master P

Good Side, Bad Side

2004

[Master P (Souya)]
Yeah shorty, we could be like Bonnie & Clyde, ya heard
Go out there and get this paper
You wit it? (yeah I'm wit it)
Then

believe in god, bitch go read your bible
All that fucking money going to the military 
yet we still pay for healthcare and low class secretary
thats alot of

sheep, the elephant in the room
I groove to my tune and I'm ruled by the moon
This that food for thought, it ain't too hard to consume
Elevate, if I put it

blick blick don't fuck with me
Everything in this world is not enough for me
I want more
She want a piece of my master p-piece
She settled for pulling my

With less problems, it's a cold winter day

Cash a check, And I'm gettin' by I'm just tryna take back what's mine
See you rick and bob with that 45 bitch

And I'm still rolling purp
I don't know if I told you
In your pocket, bitch, like a napkin
Shouts out to Berkeley
Finna get shit cracking
Bitch fucks with