Return Of The Don
Master P
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Run Forrest, ha ha!
I'm right behind you nigga so you can't hide
You done fucked up now
Say hello to my little friend
Look what y'all made me do nigga
We just tryna live
Cross the family one time, and we ain't tryna forgive
We ain't nothing but some thug niggas that's trapped in crime
And how we end up beef, we click clack them nines
I was taught from the beginning
Taught to win it
Don't fuck with me mane!
Got a short temper
Niggas spread rumors, tapping our phone, make a nigga wanna do bad
It's cool getting money stashed, fuck behind his ass
Foreign cars, only little hundred on the dash
(You bout to be paid right?)
But not this rich
Thought I bought a 4-5
I thought I made a, copped me a 6
I thought I'd be in a studio somewhere, dropping hits
Or that I'd be in the projects somewhere, chopping bricks
We making the hood, but we gon' take it to the hood
Yeah we gangstas, between us and y'all, we make it look good
Take anything deep
Go all out, to anything
Y'all know what we about
If you a soldier, then raise your rags
But if you a hater, you better hide your flag
But if you a soldier, then raise your rags
But if you a hater, you better hide your flag
But if you a soldier, raise your rags
But if you a hater, you better hide your flag
But if you a soldier, raise your rags
But if you a hater, you better hide your flag
I told y'all the ghetto was a trap but y'all fools ain't listen
I mean you like to cut class, that's why you always missing
Are you broke? Are you old? Are you rich? Are you cold?
Are you mad at me cause your shit didn't go gold?
Take a slug to the dome nigga
(Boo-yah, boo-yah, boo-yah, boo-yah)
Then I'll bring the fucking drill, ha ha
Now I'm back for revenge nigga, fuck your friend
I got automatic weapons that'll do you in
Fuck with Silkk, then you fucking with P
But if you fucking with my money, then you fucking with me
See it's real on these streets, and y'all niggas be faking
We all about the jelly, y'all about the grits and bacon
I'm bout getting paid for life, y'all bout living trife
And that bitch that you loving, I had it the other night
Two more nigga