(feat. Silkk)

[Master P]

G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep
Thats how we late night creep
See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on

And at the side shows cars got it going on
With that candy paint plus that ???
So many woofers in the trunk sound like an army tank

I'm from that Richmond 23rd street army
So fools can't harm me, gats @@#!ed incase they run up on me
See I'm deep, TRU is how I creep

I don't bang cause that went out in '93
Still locin, blunted and smokin'
Gator Rade and Thunderbird, a pocket full of Trojans

For them hoochies, that wanna smooch me
End up in Motel 6 in some booty
Boots knockin', panties be droppin'

Gat under the bed incase the playa hatas come and pop me
Got that glock, 17 shots, it's all good I tell a hoochie don't stop
Ass bangin', nuts still hangin', moble phone ringin'

Ain't stoppin' 'till the fat lady starts singin' and hollerin'
And moanin'i'm humpin'
Check my watch god damn it's 6 in the mornin'

Should I stay, ain't got no time to play
Put my ??? by my t-shirt
Then I break, to the door

My partner's three deep in a six-four

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G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep
That's how we late night creep


[Master P]
Well it's the weekend and everybody chillin' at the giggety lake

Hoes in daisy dukes so tight, it'll make your nuts break
Polk-a-dot panties, gold thangs, dampies
So many stars out here I feel like I'm at the Grammys

^!$$%s blowin', (*##$es out hoein'
Weaves so tight ain't nobody else knowin'
Is it real, if it's not just chill

Cause talkin' %#@! to a hoe in Cali' can get your god damn cap peeled
Ballers roll low, fools out tellin' jokes
Hittin' like Tyson on the mother $#&@in' Spliff smoke

Tangueray mixed with that orange juice and lemon squeeze
Straight vodka and mother $#&@in 80 leaves
I mean high, I'm higher than a giggety bird

Show my $$# for the hood make them gold thangs hit the curb
5-0 on my trizail, I had to post bizail
100 g's to get me out of jail, I'm with the quickness

All because a big ^!$$% bought a ki' of dope
Watch a young ^!$$% flip this
Straight independant, ain't nobody lendin'

Underground King Pin, title dependant
Master P or should I say Al Capone
No Limit Records in the house got it goin' on

Ain't no love, I thought I told ya
Us TRU ^!$$%s, straight soldiers
King ready to fight a (*##$ like a Pit Bull

And Big Ed got that 9 trigger ready to pull
And Silkk will put your teeth in the dirt fool
And C-Murder don't give a $#&@ about a ^!$$% dude

And Cali-G is ready to do a $#&@in' OG call
Cause when you $#&@in' with us one
You $#&@in' with us all

That's how we do it on the Westcoast
Westcoast Badd Boyz some more No Limit dope


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[Master P]

Now we creepin' from the Westcoast of California
To Washington, Texas, Louisiana, Arizona, Utah, Flordia, Atlanta, Kansas,
Nebraska, New York, Kentucky, Alabama, Detroit

Arkansas, North Carolina, South Carolina

[Silkk]
Man let me check this %#@! out
Let me see what this all about 1-9-0-0-Master-P


[Master P]
Yo, what's up this is your ^!$$% Master P
Sorry I'm unavailiable to come to the phone right now
I'm either out on the $#&@in' road doin' shows

Kickin' it with (*##$es
Could be your (*##$ if you a real G
Just take it to the law, you could be a playa hater
We can hold court in the streets
But if you my ^!$$% little Rich

Yeah ^!$$% if you still got them mountings for 350
Hold me 7 of 'em ^!$$%
I'll be back tomorrow, and if its that (*##$ Sheryl
Yeah I told them ^!$$%s you sucked my dick hoe
You know how that go, every dog got they day

(*##$ you had 3 or 4 though
No Limit Records, supplyin' the world with that dope gangsta $$# %#@!
Y'all know as usual, comin' back with a bomb on y'all $$#
Dope $$# EP P 99 Ways To Die
Everybody got it
You must have it cause you wouldn't be listenin' to this %#@!

Master P bout it be, audi five thousand
'Bout to smoke this ol' Spliff on y'all dog $$#
Watch this, when the weed stop
Then leave a mother $#&@in' message[inhales]boom