[Master P]
Yo C-Murder
n**** you woke?
Keep your eyes on the rollers n****.
Pass the weed (ok)
We gon' head up interstate 10
We gon' pick up Pimp C, and Bun B (that's my n***** there)
We gon' get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it
We gon' handle our business
We gon' smoke
We gon' make it back to the N.O.
Cuz u know whut?
Us South n***** don't playa hate
We got love from the South, East, West, to the Nizorth
But it's your time baby
We gon' handle our business
And we gonna do this s*** like g'z
We gonna represent the gizame
Ya heard me?
[Pimp C]
This game f***** up
I ain't got no friends
I done spend my last 70,000 dollars on a drop-top bienz
Ugh, and I'm a real n****
Down to put a forty-five to his head n****
Lay it down m****f**** because I'm bustin' for mine
Take that ine everytime and I ain't try to dine
n***** dyin' podarthur (huh n**** what?)
Thank that I'm playin? (huh n**** what?)
Bust 17 times and let 'em feel what I'm sayin'
UGK and C-Murder
Cadillac and a Tank (Master P)
Bout to fade the platinum
Smoke some dank and some drank
But b**** luv me when I come to your city
Serve my d*** out her p****
and bust my nuts on her t******
Ugh, it's just a matter of time before I'm up in your house
With my mask on my face and my thang in your mouth
Now get your mind right n**** (mind right)
and make a pimp b****
and never put trust in a trick a** b**** (trick a** b****)
[chorus x4]
I'm bout ta pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!)
Lay down on the flo' (flo')
Want the cheese and the money or everybody gotta go (gotta go)
[Bun B]
They try to run up in the manger (run up)
Now hold oon Bun B
I see me P and C in danger (danger)
Just like the ATF, PD, and Texas Rangers
f*****' with me and my middle fanga.
But to this s*** n**** we ain't strangers
But I Gotta bust my magnums
Gotta gage these pistols
Hand grenades, and land mines
chopper smoke bombs and missiles
Some of them b****** whistle
Some of them b****** silent
But all them b****** handle business
All of them violent
Bout it bout it and dangerous
soldiers that wanna gang with us
Bang with us, hang with us
get that No Limit slang with us
I came to bust every a** in my way till it's over
so get the chip off your shoulder
feature this
I done told yah
we own 5 on your b**** in your b**pin' conflicts
n**** I can see that you got plicked
Sit down and take a time trip
this ain't nothin' ta sneeze at
the fear in your eyes I see
b**** where's the key's & g'z at?
[chorus x2]
[C-Murder]
Lay it down m****f****
Everybody gotta go
Give me the loot is what I tell 'em
When I kick in the doe'
n**** I'm mad at the world
for my lack of havin' papers
f*** the law and the cops
Cuz I'm down for a caper
[Master P]
Some say we dangerous
Especially when we broke
I'm mo daily than a dope fiend fiendin' for dope
I just live for confetti
You see I'm daily like Freddy
You see I run through your house and leave it messy like messy
[C-Murder]
I got to much choice in my head
I wanna take my own life
My last chance is a 211
But it got me thankin' twicee
It's a drought right now
So these drugs ain't happenin'
And if it wasn't for No Limit
there would be no money or rapping.
[Master P]
You see my boy had an apartment full of keyz and g'z
The word on the street is his homie told his baby momma to freeze!
You see you can't trust nobody in this dope game
keep your eyez on your enemies
Stack some chips and get out man.
[C-Murder]
Give me a ski-mask, a 9
I'll be a down a** n****
And watch me pull a flee-flicker
And make my cheese get bigger
If I get caught it's 25, but that don't mean s***
Cuz if I go to jail it's gotta be better than living like this
n**** 2 shots in the air
Cuz I ain't bout bein' broke
And if you bout i make a move
n****, everybody gotta go
Just some bout it n***** from New Orleans
With tapes hooked up
C-Murder, Master P, and UGK
Now n**** what?
[chorus till fade]
Yo C-Murder
n**** you woke?
Keep your eyes on the rollers n****.
Pass the weed (ok)
We gon' head up interstate 10
We gon' pick up Pimp C, and Bun B (that's my n***** there)
We gon' get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it
We gon' handle our business
We gon' smoke
We gon' make it back to the N.O.
Cuz u know whut?
Us South n***** don't playa hate
We got love from the South, East, West, to the Nizorth
But it's your time baby
We gon' handle our business
And we gonna do this s*** like g'z
We gonna represent the gizame
Ya heard me?
[Pimp C]
This game f***** up
I ain't got no friends
I done spend my last 70,000 dollars on a drop-top bienz
Ugh, and I'm a real n****
Down to put a forty-five to his head n****
Lay it down m****f**** because I'm bustin' for mine
Take that ine everytime and I ain't try to dine
n***** dyin' podarthur (huh n**** what?)
Thank that I'm playin? (huh n**** what?)
Bust 17 times and let 'em feel what I'm sayin'
UGK and C-Murder
Cadillac and a Tank (Master P)
Bout to fade the platinum
Smoke some dank and some drank
But b**** luv me when I come to your city
Serve my d*** out her p****
and bust my nuts on her t******
Ugh, it's just a matter of time before I'm up in your house
With my mask on my face and my thang in your mouth
Now get your mind right n**** (mind right)
and make a pimp b****
and never put trust in a trick a** b**** (trick a** b****)
[chorus x4]
I'm bout ta pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!)
Lay down on the flo' (flo')
Want the cheese and the money or everybody gotta go (gotta go)
[Bun B]
They try to run up in the manger (run up)
Now hold oon Bun B
I see me P and C in danger (danger)
Just like the ATF, PD, and Texas Rangers
f*****' with me and my middle fanga.
But to this s*** n**** we ain't strangers
But I Gotta bust my magnums
Gotta gage these pistols
Hand grenades, and land mines
chopper smoke bombs and missiles
Some of them b****** whistle
Some of them b****** silent
But all them b****** handle business
All of them violent
Bout it bout it and dangerous
soldiers that wanna gang with us
Bang with us, hang with us
get that No Limit slang with us
I came to bust every a** in my way till it's over
so get the chip off your shoulder
feature this
I done told yah
we own 5 on your b**** in your b**pin' conflicts
n**** I can see that you got plicked
Sit down and take a time trip
this ain't nothin' ta sneeze at
the fear in your eyes I see
b**** where's the key's & g'z at?
[chorus x2]
[C-Murder]
Lay it down m****f****
Everybody gotta go
Give me the loot is what I tell 'em
When I kick in the doe'
n**** I'm mad at the world
for my lack of havin' papers
f*** the law and the cops
Cuz I'm down for a caper
[Master P]
Some say we dangerous
Especially when we broke
I'm mo daily than a dope fiend fiendin' for dope
I just live for confetti
You see I'm daily like Freddy
You see I run through your house and leave it messy like messy
[C-Murder]
I got to much choice in my head
I wanna take my own life
My last chance is a 211
But it got me thankin' twicee
It's a drought right now
So these drugs ain't happenin'
And if it wasn't for No Limit
there would be no money or rapping.
[Master P]
You see my boy had an apartment full of keyz and g'z
The word on the street is his homie told his baby momma to freeze!
You see you can't trust nobody in this dope game
keep your eyez on your enemies
Stack some chips and get out man.
[C-Murder]
Give me a ski-mask, a 9
I'll be a down a** n****
And watch me pull a flee-flicker
And make my cheese get bigger
If I get caught it's 25, but that don't mean s***
Cuz if I go to jail it's gotta be better than living like this
n**** 2 shots in the air
Cuz I ain't bout bein' broke
And if you bout i make a move
n****, everybody gotta go
Just some bout it n***** from New Orleans
With tapes hooked up
C-Murder, Master P, and UGK
Now n**** what?
[chorus till fade]