(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 some rules -And we got these 2 little niggas that don't a fuck about none of ya -Ready to on ya bitches this gangsta shit -watch your back nigga, my little niggas & Abel of ya'll know them as double vision -but ya better realize 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 swishy -Notice I said sweet nigga -When I do these 187's, murder -Down south in the mothafucking swamp, we down hustling bitch on triple gold -But niggas don't give a about none of ya niggas -That ain't real, that true 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 shit sell like Air Jordan that a bitch, straight out the parrish whipping ass like Tyson Gun fighting slanging ice and fucking hoes like Bryson Latinos counting I murder Al Pacino these bitches boosting up shut them down like casinos Getting murderous like the Menendez Dumb mothafuckas these hoes without no rubbers And busters hate me like some bump Cause dropping out they old ladies looking like me Sporting Tommy's and Polos blows out my nose Never sweating in my good clothes these fucking hoes Who run this Master P, KLC slanging So stop stunting dog bitch your nerves Born a crack 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 bury cockroaches Buck buck I got you fucked up like dust In gacks we trust cause bleed just like us
(Chorus)
Its time to get the gack pussy ass niggas getting jealous again, again Its time to get again them nappy head hoes getting jealous again, again
(Mia X)
I got that fucking regulator busting lyrical at all you playa haters Fade ya made ya bow down to this alligator still wetting up your earhole With harmonizing gun blows stomping out the NO Hoes talk shit but clear the way Because they know I'm getting richer and bagging so call me Ms Fri-O-Lay Mia X gots to and leave them hanging diamond rocks ?? be banging my name is I'm this with No Limit So you can talk that shit you raunchy bitch but remember Who finish, me running these look alike niggas The bad girl behind the trigger getting 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 roll blunt after blunt Fuck around and a thousand swishes in one month You buster ass niggas I ain't scared of Had a I got stressed and blew up your whole project Ask Mia X got checks I'm like got to get them papers like them crackers in them skyscrapers Hitting switches avoiding and them playa haters And its time to get again Kane & Abel got the gack and we again
(Chorus)
(Abel) Take away them and pain remains ?? the king keep a 9 in his grave I seen so many soldiers I it was Beirut Them signs salute, clack clack they 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 its nigga please And out in Cali Sam Sneed recognize me it to the streets cause that's where I'm from And niggas with gold teeth no I the one Niggas give me you got I ain't got a fucking thing And back in 91 I jack bitches for medallion So crappy headed nappy headed hoes get Cause its a 10 to 1 chance that you might get