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Master P

Percy Robert Miller Sr. (born April 29, 1967), better known by his stage name Master P or his business name P. Miller, is an American former rapper, actor, entrepreneur, investor, and producer. He is the founder of the popular label No Limit Records, which went bankrupt and was relaunched as New No Limit Records through Koch Records. followed by Guttar Music Entertainment, Take A Stand Records and No Limit Forever Records. He is the founder and CEO of P. Miller Enterprises, an entertainment and financial conglomerate and Better Black Television. more »

Year:

1998

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Ughhhh hahaha Welcome to the 504 nigga the dirty south 

[Chorus: x2]
Living is so hard in the city of 
Livin' Livin' Livin' is so hard in the city 

Ughhhh I'm from the city of the go getters I mean the poor niggas
With niggas smelt like they richer hoes but they broke niggas 
And the bitches like the peapop (peapop)
And the niggas ride through the hood and like to slang rocks

And bitches want to make niggas into they baby daddy's
And niggas still ride old school Caddies 
And a bunch of block parties and borrowers on the corner
And niggas wish they could move to California

It never rain in the sun shine 'cause down here the murder rate's high
And bitches love to suck a line 
A lot of gold teeth and nicknames like Big Suo Big Baz Hot Boy and Big Man
And you might get a rep if you're a killer 

The city of the crawdads bad cops and drug dealers
And hoes love you if you're famous 
But niggas representin' wards in the projects is dangerous

[Chorus: x2]

Young nigga got blast at the age of fourteen the dope fiends say
Bruise it up 'cause he shoot it up everybody suited up screamin'
God Why he was a killer and that's how most killers die 
I used to tell him slow his roll back in '94 

He was a trippy dog runnin' from the po-po 
Robbin' niggas for their rangs and thangs 
He ran up on the wrong nigga re-arranged his brain
Now check it in my city ain't no Crips and Bloods but niggas yell 3rd ward

Come equipped with slugs and niggas soldier rags throwin' at those who bags
Kickin' up dust chasin' paper that say in god we trust
Now the five can't do nothin' for my light bill some motherfuckers
Might kill for the right skrill in the city we do busy and bust
And nigga ya won't f*ck with us nigga what 

[Chorus: x2]

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