(Master P talking) -haha Mr MR of the neighborhood I say that nigga that's uuuuggghhhh bout it bout it -I'm rowdy I'm rowdy nigga -The mothafucking Ice Man in this bitch -Master P in with my girl Mia X -We bout to lay down shit once again for ya'll motherfuckers -We bout to lay down rules -And we got these 2 little that don't give a fuck about none of ya to blast on ya bitches -With gangsta shit -watch your back nigga, my niggas Kane & Abel -some of ya'll know them as double -but ya better realize again its on -TRU niggas in bitch, we ain't taking no shit for the 9 scrilla -Its all smoking blunts, blowing on that swishy sweet -Notice I swishy sweet nigga -When I do these 187's, murder -Down south in the mothafucking swamp, we down there bitch -Rolling on gold -But niggas don't give a fuck about of ya niggas -That ain't real, that ain't true to the gizzame -But ya niggas that's bout it it and all ya real niggas out there gone feel this shit cause it don't get no realer than this -Once again its on
(Kane & Abel)
Introducing the mafioso of New Orleans & Abel balling My gangsta shit sell Air Jordan Ain't that a bitch, straight out the parrish whipping ass like Gun fighting slanging ice and fucking hoes Peabo Bryson Latinos counting I murder Al Pacino What these bitches boosting up shut down like casinos Getting murderous the Menendez brothers Dumb mothafuckas banging hoes without no rubbers And hate me like some bump weed Cause babies dropping out they old looking like me Sporting Tommy's and weed blows out my nose sweating in my good clothes behind these fucking hoes Who run this P, KLC slanging birds So stop dog bitch calm your nerves Born a baby grew up to be a g Whip that ass like I had a from NOPD Like a second line gangsta with 9's follow me MC approaches I those cockroaches Buck I got you fucked up like angel dust In gacks we trust cause niggas just like us
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Its time to get the again Cause pussy ass getting jealous again, again Its time to get strapped Because them nappy head hoes getting again, again
(Mia X)
I got that fucking regulator busting lyrical at all you playa haters Fade ya ya bow down to this slayer Lady alligator wetting up your earhole With harmonizing gun still stomping out the NO Hoes talk shit but clear the way Because they know I'm richer and bagging chips so call me Ms Fri-O-Lay Mia X to flex and leave them hanging diamond rocks ?? be banging my is reighning I'm slanging with No Limit So you can talk that shit you raunchy but just remember Who finish, me running with these look alike The bad girl behind the trigger getting its the 9 sister
(Kane)
4 deep strapped in the black Montero Shorting bright like Ribiero but bitch I'm ghetto Give me no heroin baby roll after blunt Fuck around and roll a thousand in one month You buster ass niggas I ain't scared of Had a dream I got stressed and blew up your project Ask Mia X got bookoo I'm like them got to get them papers like them in them skyscrapers switches avoiding bitches and them playa haters And its time to get strapped & Abel got the gack and we back again
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(Abel) Take them chains and pain What remains ?? the king a 9 in his grave I seen so many I swore it was Beirut Them gang salute, clack clack they shoot The south coast you bleed if you succeed And I can your fucking head in my lap for 10 g's And you can ask the governor's its nigga please And even out in Sam Sneed recognize me Take it to the cause that's where I'm from And niggas with gold teeth no I the one Niggas give me what you got I ain't got a thing And back in 91 I bitches for medallion earrings So crappy nappy headed hoes get back Cause its a 10 to 1 chance that you get smacked