Lyrics:
[Hook - 2x]
It's a drought, but we got dope
We got dope, we got dope
It's a drought, but we got dope
Then it's gon cost you mo'
[Master P]
First you
A hummingbird was buzzing around me by the bamboo
Smoke was coming out of the chimneys
I don't understand myself
I spend the first 18 years of my life
Trying
always trying fuck me up
I still might win a ring
Yeah yeah
Ebe
By the way
Scotty Way
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Look at my life
Man they always tryin to fuck me
rock the stripes of an M-P, pon my timb tree
And keep the Taurus for my enemies
Whenever he comes in the mist of this Boot Camp Clik
It gets realer so
rock the stripes of an M-P, pon my timb tree
And keep the Taurus for my enemies
Whenever he comes in the mist of this Boot Camp Clik
It gets realer so
Living my life On the road
Living my life all alone
The life that I chose
Couldn't get used to the basic
I was the one with the dope shit
Speaking
So don’t wonder why
I walk on by
This life can be so complicated
Want to bring me down
Want to watch and judge
That’s my neighbors
Bun their
places round my neck
Bathed by the sunshine and the seas of pearls
Fanned by tanned skinned beautiful girls
A twitch of a grass skirt caught my eye
I said
(Ooh)
Been got sauce with the acres, I live like a player, my niggas surrounded by gates
White neighbors on the side of me, know they not likin' me
Never jaded by the coochie, anti gemstone
Negro classic like a vintage muscle two-tone
Laundry after 8 p.m what I grew up on
No cash on camera,
the street life
The other day it hit my heart
When I watch the news
A lil' girl got killed while she
Was 'sleep in her room
And she ain't deserve to die
'cause
Reminiscence on hoes that I have broke
And thinking of them loose things I would do
I be the MC Mack for life matter fact
I'm standing on my own to stack
Them
Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes
That with this music I will bring my dream to life.
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind,
I wanna blow up right
Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes
That with this music I will bring my dream to life.
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind,
I wanna blow up right
Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes
That with this music I will bring my dream to life.
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind,
I wanna blow up right
Split you like a banana split R.I.P my nigga
G4oe pour me up another 4 Times 2 my nigga
If you talk shit we really let it go All my niggas tryna go
Say
Of the hustler trade
World reknown for my realness
Only the real will feel this
Stainless steel is
The straps that I'm copulating
Touch'em a lady (?)
Blow your
Sittin tight, down to ride
Lil mama by my side
Gettin High fosho
& We aint fuckin with no mothafuckin lames anymore
Sittin tight down to ride
Pass
Master P]
Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they be Gucci
And when I roll through the hood I got 2 or 3 hoochies
Lou Vaton Airbags 'case I crash bad
the grand canyon
Emcees couldn't hang if they was lynched by the Grand Dragon
Searching for my style like Job-Corps
Coming home on work release
grew up a solider
Look at me getting older
My heart getting colder
Pour 2 in the soda
Like master p told ya
I'm bout it I'm soldier
I'm bout it I'm
Shawty in the back
She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah
Ain't by the book,
This how it look,
'Bout a check,
Just check the foots,
Pass this to my
Exemplary, you can tell by my rhymes. Going out as the greatest of all time.
Need a vacation now; it's been a while.
Workin' too hard but you can't crack this
the liqour store
My bitch steady working my nerves
That's what this liqour for
My p's ask me what it's hitting for
Sell you one for 32
Tell Nookie bring me 50
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