Lyrics:
guessin' off of hip-hop occupation.
We don't give a fuck 'bout MTV or your local radio station.
Kottonmouth kings serves the under ground nation.
Oh
homies a Whether B
Fred Dogg S P double E D Y cause that's my type of guy
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe
B
Seaten
mayor of the town
See-Murder and Wango got the jets on lock
And me and Silkk, we the new f**king keys to the block
[Chorus 2X: Master P]
[Master P]
You
Master P:
'73 Caddie with the top dropped
Gold thangs as he spined up out the parking lot
Who he was?
I couldn't see
But I knew one day that
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
homies a Whether be
Fred Dogg S P double E D why cause that's my type of guy
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe be
In this fabulous movie
You're all gonna see
An entirely different Avenue P
Imagine me
In a jungle gown!
And Avenue P, a jungle town!
With King
it, take it
We'll watch you fall, fall
While you watch us speak it, speak it
(We run this town)
We run this, run this, run this
(We run this city)
We
kings
R-I-P, rest in paradise
The sweet taste of ambition
Making towns, calling spots, what a vision
What a way to make a livin
Another day, another fight
H-Town in this bitch
What up? What up?
Me and Pimp about to do it for the city
What up? What up?
What up? What up?
Money by the ton
Bricks
all
I've been writin' eulogies
R.i.p, r.i.p
I've been writin' eulogies
I'm from the shadow of death
The reaper down by my side
They think I lost all my
Chicago, Chi-town, Playboy-T
P-L-A-Y-B-O-Y-hyphen-T
P-L-A-Y-B-O-Y-hyphen-T
P-L-A-Y-B-O-Y-hyphen-T
P-L-A-Y-B-O-Y-hyphen-T
It's too late to get
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could've joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that's where
hahahahaha
that nigga Master P back in the house for the 9 5 shot
well take a step into this madness that we call the dope game
Richmond
Black diamonds, Black History Month, turned to Martin Luther King overnight
I was just rollin' the dice, huh
I was just tryna get by, I gambled my
{Let's do it}
Okay, Jazze
We in the motherfucking building, dip set bitch
I heard my man T I was the motherfucking king in the south
Well you know,
H-Town on the double
So I said it's time to hustle, got down with my brother C
Put together UGK and shit, the rest is history
We make hits by
that I'm the king by how I move through the city
And I can make it a queen and move through it with me
I can tell that your ready I can see that your
King of the South! Hey!
Westside of the A-Town, nigga you don't know no better nigga
Bankhead!
[T.I. over Intro]
Hey, hey, Grand Hustle c'mon
can see resemblance by the hair. Next is my favorite arab in the whole world, King Salman of Saudi Arabia. Girls, dont be fooled by his freindly face,
the town you need more fitness
Bringing in sums from how I summarize
Winnebago summer nights
E.P.T ain't nothing nice
Takes about a hustla's life
But I never
I can't lose
The best MC in my hood, I can't choose
Worst MCs in my town, I can't cruise
Never fight dude with white spikes on dance shoes
that P
P-funk got me goin', ho, I'm blowin' on Montana pack
Blunt just put me under but that snizow put me back on track
Bustas blinded by my smoke,
what I'm sayin'? (And you don't stop)
Fuck all you motherfuckers (D-P-G-C)
(And you don't quit) and, um
(And you don't stop) for some strange reason
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