Lyrics:
Gotta make that money so I can be free
I knew too late root of knowledge grew on trees
Tryna live my life by paying back my debt
The worlds' gone
[Chorus--Master P x2]
[Silkk the Shocker]
Now look
I got killas surroundin' me, but I don't know who gon' bust
Niggas aim fo' themselves, so I don't know who tah
(Once again)
Once again
It's the infamous back in the house once again
Live the life, that of diamonds and guns and now gems
Pull gats like
(Once again)
Once again
It's the infamous back in the house once again
Live the life, that of diamonds and guns and now gems
Pull gats like
Yeah, aye, oh
Oh ooh oh
No makeup, yeah, aye aye
No makeup, yeah
No make up
Yuh p-r-etty why yuh doubt that?
A 2 o'clock inna di middle a di
You ain’t out here making moves
Live it up that’s what we do
Trademark The Block that’s my crew
I do not know about you
You wanna see what we bout
Yo word the fuck up this is for.. (DJ Mr. Len)
The motherfuckin (El P) undisputed (Stylemaster)
CoFlow (Phase 2) Bigg Jus (yo check it)
and get hung by a rope (hey)
We got the weed and the dog and the coke (dog)
Niggas weren't there we was robbin' the North (robbed)
Pistol P bless his
time flow
I live by the code, style is mad P.L.O.
My crew swarm in, tell a bitch please
Didn't mama tell you about the birds and the bees?
Have Mercy For, and the In-fer-mous
Busta Rhymes
Two one two, I'm living life as a rugged MC
When I step up in your jam yo I'm V.I.P.
Niggaz and bitches
spit dumb, moron
For white boys to snowboard on
So whatchu, whatchu, whatchu want?
Chew spearmint gum two double pump
Two cannons, piece by piece
a mad dilemma.
Roll the dice number 2
Happens to be the So Solid crew
Roll the dice number 4
Burn out the dance
Burn out the dance floor
Roll the dice
these niggas trippin' in the crew, crew, crew?
Bitches and hunnids, mm, mm, mm
Like how they be movin', be like two, two, two, yeah
the best of me?
Death to those who testin me
Cause to test is to try to conquer
But me, I catch em (1-2-3) and do an encore
Get paid by music, no money
r-e-s-p-e-c-t
When you see me out with my g's
Moto live it loud and bun trees
From the dirt rise through the concrete
Oh your girl was looking at me
When she saw
a freaky little trick puffin dodo sticks
I can live foul as dirt road hicks
I can make three plus two make six
Cut with verbal scrapes and nicks
Would I Do Without You (2x)
[Master P]
Lookin' With The Homies
Remenising Bout The Old Days
Cookin' Dinner In Your Kitchen
Listenin'
If it make money then I like the sound of it
I hate the sound of Chinese Whispers
They talk when I'm not around
Gotta live my truth
Can't forget my
I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but
Shine son like a diamond
I'm harder than one by one
Flew flicker, Crew licker
Shoot quicker, Loot getta
You can't handle this cause I'm the truth nigga
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice cube]
It's the dog breathin' through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster s***
Don
some work, check they resume
My dogs eating by the pound, boy, better fetch a plate
Locking out these projects to make sure my section ate
Two phones
know where a true warrior be at
OGC, Gunn Clappa, number 2
Louieville, do he ill, snap in half your crew
Back, smack, a few of you till your ears
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
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