(Master P talking) -haha Mr MR Rogers of the -should I say that nigga that's uuuuggghhhh it bout it rowdy rowdy I'm rowdy nigga -The mothafucking Ice Cream Man in this -Master P in here with my Mia X -We bout to lay down some shit again for ya'll motherfuckers -We bout to lay some rules we got these 2 little niggas that don't give a fuck about none of ya -Ready to on ya bitches -With gangsta shit -watch your nigga, my little niggas Kane & Abel -some of ya'll know them as double -but ya realize once again its on -TRU niggas in this bitch, we ain't taking no for the 9 scrilla -Its all about smoking blunts, blowing on that sweet -Notice I said swishy nigga -When I do these fucking 187's, -Down south in the mothafucking swamp, we down there hustling -Rolling on gold niggas don't give a fuck about none of ya niggas -That ain't real, that ain't to the motherfucking gizzame -But ya niggas that's bout it it and all ya real niggas out there -Ya'll gone this shit cause it don't get no realer than this -Once its on nigga
(Kane & Abel)
Introducing the of New Orleans Kane & Abel balling My gangsta shit sell like Air Ain't that a bitch, straight out the whipping ass like Tyson Gun fighting ice and fucking hoes like Peabo Bryson Latinos counting I murder Al Pacino What these bitches boosting up shut down like casinos Getting murderous like the brothers Dumb mothafuckas banging these hoes without no And busters hate me some bump weed Cause babies dropping out they old looking like me Sporting Tommy's and Polos weed out my nose Never in my good clothes behind these fucking hoes Who run this Master P, KLC birds So stop stunting dog bitch calm nerves Born a baby grew up to be a g that ass like I had a badge from NOPD Like a second line niggas 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 bleed just us
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Its time to get the again Cause pussy ass getting jealous again, again Its time to get again Because them nappy head hoes jealous again, again
(Mia X)
I got that fucking regulator lyrical rhymes at all you playa haters Fade ya ya bow down to this slayer Lady alligator still wetting up your With harmonizing gun blows stomping out the NO Hoes talk that but clear the way Because they know I'm getting richer and chips so call me Ms Fri-O-Lay Mia X gots to and leave them hanging diamond rocks ?? be my name is reighning I'm this with No Limit So you can talk that shit you raunchy but just remember Who finish, me running with look alike niggas The bad girl the trigger getting wreck its the 9 sister
(Kane)
Rolling 4 deep in the black Montero Shorting bright like Ribiero but bitch I'm ghetto Give me no baby roll blunt after blunt Fuck around and a thousand swishes in one month You buster ass niggas I scared of death Had a dream I got stressed and blew up whole project Ask Mia X got checks I'm like them got to get papers like them crackers in them skyscrapers Hitting switches avoiding bitches and them haters And its time to get again Kane & Abel got the gack and we back
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(Abel) Take away chains and pain What remains ?? the keep a 9 in his grave I seen so many soldiers I it was Beirut Them gang signs salute, clack clack shoot The south coast you bleed if you wanna And I can have your fucking in my lap for 10 g's And you can ask the governor's name its nigga And even out in Sam Sneed recognize me Take it to the streets that's where I'm from And niggas with gold teeth no I the one give me what you got I ain't got a fucking thing And back in 91 I jack bitches for medallion So headed nappy headed hoes get back Cause its a 10 to 1 chance that you get smacked