P: our mission is to get money, power, and bitches, ya me? ha ha (hootie hoo)
(2x): where you at whodi? (im ova whodi) Im in dat 5, dat 0, to da 4, ya
We drive with TV's eye humvees A mouth full of gold and i that CP3 Where my on the block boy Open up boy and kill ya for them rocks boy Gimme money, dollars and imma give you 400 it to me in powder and imma change it into crack Im tryna my life but im tired of bein broke Thats why i post up with my niggaz and we by the store
(2x)
(Where you at whodi?) Im ova here Smokin my do-do in the mo-mo in the navi Bitches love to have me, because im livin lavish Ill take some pussy but is what really makes me happy Im downtown in the 9th ward, Saint Friday when the boulevard is full of beacoup broads Im on the scene of Henny New Orleans me so i aint gotta spend a fuckin penny I let em know that im a 504 boy from the Canal...
...And im the 12th, i run by myself and if you cant tell, im bad for your Bitch im the man, up if you can niggaz cant stand it When i come with them niggaz from the 504 a gun in both hands Im the tracks, im the on the tanks I live on the bill in the I come in and do my Where the that think im playin?
(2x)
Mr. in the bricks, believe me niggaz we live it If they aint it yet then bitch they gotta build it to the ceiling, i used to sell rocks on blocks Fuckin round wit Master P, got NY socks im hot, enough cash to buy yall blocks Trucks...hold, i got locked Im a killa nigga, raw dog guerrilla Try to download the spot 'cause was hot nigga
When i come through i come through come through foul, come through Run through the crowd, run Come through this like its kung-fu style >From the to the rear whodi, its No Limit year whodi (Yo where you at?) Im in this No Limit gear
(2x)
you at? Im here, in the project on the block Im C-Murder, im dat drama nigga you and your mamma Incarcerate me if you But you gotta me in the hood Im foreva gettin Nigga, No Limit niggaz keep Never runnin from bitches fools up in ditches And snitches, i em muthafuckin stitches Dat 504, tha Calliope, we rattle and rust ya blade Duck nigga, yo head, it could be ya early grave your rearview, lock them doors Beat hoes and cock ya shit your money by the bit and get tru niggaz in your N-O, L-I, M-I to the T is just a bunch of crazy just like me
(4x)
Wild Wayne until fade