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MASTER P lyrics : "Bullets Got No Name"

(feat. EA-Ski, Rally Ral)
Hahahaha
We got a bag full of bullets in this (*##$ with no name on them

You know what I'm saying
When you been hit by the (*##$
You know it was ment for your punk $$#


My ^!$$% Ski whats up
My ^!$$% C whats up

My ^!$$% P whats up
I'm read to tear %#@! up
Coming straight from the land of the O-A-K

And now listen to Ral, ruler of the bay
No matter where you at, be it rain or snow
On a motel floor with a front row hoe

Partna pull out, get up, I want your undevided
Forget the nut, I got the %#@! to ride with
Let me tell you bout this little fool I know

He was swift and fast, always on the go
Anybody was his target, just to let you know
To make it blunt, yo this nut was bisexual

He was all about peace, nothin more or less
Always headed for your head, to avoid the vest
He was hollow at the tip, with a metal frame

Get in his way, you're shot on the spot
Cause he has no name


[CHORUS: 4x]
Hollow tips in ya, bang!
So duck when you hear that rat-tat-tat

Cause bullets got no name

Cover your nuts ^!$$%, what the $#&@ is up ^!$$%

You got your name in my mouth
I got to wash it with the millimeter
95 mother$#&@ers won't be playing

Bodies will be laying
Cuase mother$#&@ers keep on playa hating
Run up and get the four-four

Open his chest with the full metal jacket
And put that ^!$$% to rest
I ain't gonna $#&@ around and play the silly %#@!

My bullets have no name
So your partners better scatter (*##$
So mother$#&@er now you know I'm from the O

Got ^!$$%s from the mobb and some ^!$$%s that's doing death row
So think again if you think that you can handle
Get caught up in a mother$#&@in 187 gangsta scandle

Kill at rando, here's my mother$#&@in anthem ^!$$%
Shoot to kill, cause if you don't, that other ^!$$% will
I check my steel cause I feel the ghetto's trying to kill me

Master P warned a ^!$$% so now I gots the Uzi
Mother$#&@ers wanta do me
But run up and get some slugs from a ^!$$%

You thought was your homie
Ain't no love in this town huh
So you gonna love the way these slugs travel around huh

Yea, who's the first to bust a cap
I thought you knew ^!$$%
I'm leavin bodies on the ground cold and blue ^!$$%

You $#&@ around
I'm puttin your $$# in the house of pain
Keep your partnas out this %#@!

This bullet has no name

[CHORUS 4x]


About yay short, about yay tall
About so big, but had the ball's to kill all ya'll

I represent, the town called the Rich
Where ^!$$%s don't give a $#&@ about you or your (*##$
HK's pop, a young ^!$$% drop

2 hours later, here come the $#&@in cops
Cause ain't no love in this dope game
Young ^!$$%s in my hood losing their life slanging this cocaine

So when you hear that $#&@in rata-tat-tat-tat
You better duck or get your mother$#&@in cabbage patch
Or lose your shoe, or watch your mama sing the blues
You be the next mother$#&@er on the 10 O'clock news
Took out the game, I run the game of life

Cause in the ghetto, ^!$$%s out to get stripes
Smoke that crank, fermalgahide, and dank
!#@#e and crack, and out to do ??
And the music %#@! don't change
Cuase rappers go to jail or even kill like the dope game

So what's the deal ^!$$%, how you feel ^!$$%
Infa Red and No Limit Records
I mean some real ^!$$%s
Done hooked up, out to make some bucks
Off the record, on the record

Master P can back it up
E-40 said 1 Luv
But it's the same %#@! every state, every city, every club
And every $#&@ing concert
There's either some ^!$$%, some (*##$

With a bloody red shirt
Or under the $#&@in white sheet
This %#@! won't change
Cause it'll happen again $#&@in next week
And these bullets aint gots no names
And these ^!$$%s in my hood wanta live like John Wayne

You got your gat, we got our gats
And we can end this %#@! in some rata-tat-tat-tata

[CHORUS 5x]

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