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