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Yo 1992 and Master P is back up in this motherfucker

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

(STOP THE MUSIC!)

We are the
We are the
We are the ones that sell cocaine
So start sellin'

a fiend in every hood
Dumb fiends that they pipes
It's truly betta then
That's why we

(C'mon everybody)

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

(Talking muffled by beats)

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

See- I'm a mother-fuckin' I gotta top it
I to the bitch ... before I kill 'em
I'm like a psycho like Charles Manson - the blood
I take yo life and take yo arms and cut the off
And a bloody mother-fuckin' game of golf
And break your arms, 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 they like arrested codes

For a dead bitch - ya some good head
Ya must be on yo - 'cause my dick is bloody red
I it in you
I see you - ya about ta cry
But ya do make me pull out them eyes...
Make me slap yo mother-fuckin' face but speak
That big ass could 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, whacha think that
(Man, what you say that is bullshit - that shit ain't real)

Oh, aight, check out

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

Yo Kent, turn up some of that music