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[Master P
I'm out here hustlin' tryna get mine, but
You know
I mean, treat me like I'm a insect
where I'm from? You know I'm sayin?
Mama wasn't there, wasn't there, I had to get out
Ha Ha

there and get it how I live. ya me?

Mama gone, Daddy home
We live thug life, I mean that drug life
Collard greens and grits, we was slangin on the
P]

Cop somethin, flip it whodi, I I'm alright
I got my own paper, I learned to a hater
And I be keys, lil whodi, smokin weed
I'm tech, got computers in the navigator
3rd Calliope, whodi, it's New Orleans
You know I'm ballin, shot
You somethin, holla atcha boy, whatcha need
One up in the chamber, slang that iron, you know I fight
City of china white, I got my game tight
Big hitta mane, I got the skrilla mane
Step on my toes whodi, and killa mane
Catch you slippin at night, and yo head damp
Represent that Boot Camp, don't no food stamps
I'ma tall hitta, and ya'll some small hittas
You know you wit fire, now you gone fall hitta

P]
I'm not a doctor, blocker
I'm like Paul Hardy, I'm in yo bone
Call me two pistols, I make that whistle
I see a Vic in the hood, I short ya
me a 'K, I handle my business and I mask up
Now get the car whodi, it's to gas up
I'm on the run mane, It aint no fun
change my life but I'm back, to doin the same thang
Penitentiary bounded, but well
Seven later, I'm smilin and ya'll frownin

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