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Yo 1992 and Master P is back up in this motherfucker

(Yo man lets do this shit right, man. If plays right, then put yo
right hand over yo heart, and let yo left hand yo nut. Now everybody
along, bitch.)

(STOP THE MUSIC!)

We are the
We are the
We are the ones that sell cocaine
So let's start

There's a fiend in every
Dumb that bring they pipes
It's truly nigga betta
why we dealin'

(C'mon everybody)

We are the
We are the
We are the ones that crack cocaine
So let's sellin'

(Talking muffled by beats)

Check this out
I'm at party
These two bitches lookin' pretty
I walk up and kiss 'em each on fuckin' T
I say "Your hole there - it's to explode"
I took a gat to her ass & she took off her
In words I be movin' fast like a pick...pocket

See- I'm a maniac I gotta top it
I talk to the ... before I kill 'em
I'm like a psycho like Charles Manson - the blood
I take yo life and take yo and cut the bitches off
And a bloody mother-fuckin' game of golf
And break arms, your legs I shoulda did it sooner

in yo stomach - pull out a piece o' tuna
I guess you're dead, ghost, you gotta go
You untested, cause DAMN like arrested codes

For a dead bitch - ya some good head
Ya be on yo period - 'cause my dick is bloody red
I it in you
I see you face - ya ta cry
But before ya do make me out them eyes...
Make me slap yo mother-fuckin' face but speak
That big round ass make some good luncheon meat

In other you're dead, you got your cap peeled
See I'm a crazy motherfucker and that real

Yo man, think about that
(Man, what you say about that is - that shit ain't real)

Oh, aight, this out

It's 1993 and Master P is in this motherfucker
Ya know what I'm
I had to get a stupid 'cause last year some niggaz was talkin' shit
But see, I'm
Ya what I'm sayin'
I'm about to get
And all motherfuckers that try to stop me
gonna be a bloody murda

Yo Kent, turn up some of gangsta-ass music