in some motherfucking quick sand They killed my celly have you ever held the hands of a dead man (Chorus x4) Have you ever held the hand of a dead man
Traducció: Master P. Mans d'un home mort.
ain't shit to me, you a hoe in fifth degree, a discharge from a dick Disease, you lil' maggot, part time thug for a faggot Plastic ass chump, you don'
in court For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport, New York Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man You better have your gat in hand 'cause man
court For an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man You better have your gat in hand, 'cause man
your vest Real East Bay gangsta, the P is not a prankster Put the nina to your a jaw and watch a nigga gank ya See it's a turf thing, fools like to gangbang
got a man cause pussy bad for you, have a nigga dying in lust can't get enough of them guts, that's why they fucked up and out of luck (Chorus) [Master P
told to swing off a tree from a jump Run up in attics and Elvis, now I'm gone Back on the streets in the heart of P Long Man oh man lick shots if I have
hit man, Kidnap a nigga make him feel like a kid again. [Chorus] Straight up, I ain't got no conversation for ya, Nigga talk to the cannon. Have a few
Kay Slay] Ayo man the streets man, is craving for some of that LL thing Youknowwhatimsayin? Ill Bomb was it man But I know y'all got more in store man
D.O.C. Yeah, yeah, I have a secret plan New world connects and threatens man Other hand, everyone fake God light, neofight, spit On the cross from a
[C-Murder] How many of my TRU niggas actually get a second chance at life, at their dreams? not many, huh Started off as a street thug, just hangin
with a nigga like me nigga I'm bossalini, they ain't know they better respect a nigga like me fool I ? ? ? ? ? videos doin shows representing my tru tattoos I've been a
round clips I told my lady, get the cash and the mags No questions asked we filled it up in a duffle bag I through in my camoflauge fatiques My a-r, a hand
soldiers) I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier) huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier) huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier) huh nigga what I'm a
, cus I'm a samurai worrier Call a coroner, dead bodies in my nautica van I lay back with the thirty gat in my hand Cus he's dead, he's a man, only tank
Peace Camp to women only is a sensible political ploy, But if it is a demonstration of sexual exclusivity it is a sham. Aren't we seeking to destroy
