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After Dollars, No Cents
Master P feat. Silkk the Shocker
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What's up niggas? It's the Colonel, Mr. MP, nigga
Come one, come all, true niggas ball
I know there's niggas out there waiting for us to fall
After dollars, no cents, from Chev to Benz
From cheddar to cheese, trying to pay the rent
After dollars, no cents, from Chev to Benz
From cheddar to cheese, nigga trying to pay the rent
I'm a hustler, baller, nigga G's and cut keys
Gas my enemies, freeze, hundred degrees
Kill, robbery, soldier born to ride
Killer born to die, mama was born to cry
Wild like the Lone fucking Ranger
Niggas from the South keep one up in the chamber
Lord knows when your enemy is quick
That's why niggas watching niggas back
'Cause they gone on that pile of shit cane, niggas game
Heroin in the vein, fucking with they brains
Who the next nigga to get popped by a cop?
Who the next nigga in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me so I'm strapped up in bulletproof, nigga
On my dumbing seat, motherfucking T-R-U
Soldier 'til I die, fuck it, I won't cry
Look my enemy in the eye
Fuck every nigga that ain't real 'cause we wilding
And if I have to die 'cause a nigga gone, shout it
I was born a No Limit soldier from heart
Cowards run they mouth, but killers don't talk
After dollars, no cents, from Chev to Benz
From cheddar to cheese, trying to pay the rent
After dollars, no cents, from Chev to Benz
From cheddar to cheese, trying to pay the rent
You know Chris, I'm Croc, y'all ran, we walked
No Limit niggas got ghetto dope by pounds in bulk
Blowing tapes up in flames like weed
Got box albums up like keys
From the South to overseas, niggas independent and rowdy
Nigga, check Billboard, number one and bout it
That's why niggas trying to get us on the radio
Now niggas might see the P on the video
But a nigga's still true to the game
'Cause I represent the hood and every fucking nigga that gangbang
The streets is so real, fool, guard your grill
Smoke one for the homies that done made it over the hills
After dollars, no cents, from Chev to Benz
From cheddar to cheese, trying to pay the rent
After dollars, no cents, from Chev to Benz
From cheddar to cheese, trying to pay the rent
After dollars, no cents, we representing, No Limit
Put it down, roll extra presidential
Nigga ride everything I touch essential
Nigga, I went from riches to riches
Not motherfucking rags to riches
'Cause I always had money, plus I always had bitches
Young motherfucking nigga trying to get more dough
Nigga, act like your motherfucking slow though
I pull a heist solo, hit a forty G low
Lay low pro, get a Benz two-door, YSL for dough
Gold tank, crush diamonds and Moemos
Nigga running from the po-po's, hiding from the low-lows
Taking trips from ghetto to the Acapulco for sure though
Putting bricks up under my Polo
Niggas ride with the four, but I'm solo
To the test the best and that's a no-no
365, 24/7, I'm 'bout my riches
See, money is a must, everything is a plus
Including weed and bitches
It went from eighteen-five a key, now it's eighteen-five for me
CMP to do a show, act like y'all know
Got a millionaire shipping guards of dough, you know!
Yeah, Silkk the Shocker, boy
Uh-huh
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