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