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Yo 1992 and Master P is back up in this motherfucker

(Yo man lets do this shit right, man. If everybody right, then put yo
right hand over yo heart, and let yo 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'

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

(C'mon everybody)

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

(Talking muffled by beats)

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

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

Reach in yo stomach - 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 give some good
Ya be on yo period - '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...
me slap yo mother-fuckin' face but don't speak
That big round ass could make good luncheon meat

In words you're dead, you got your cap peeled
See I'm a crazy and that shit's real

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

Oh, aight, check out

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

Yo Kent, turn up of that gangsta-ass music