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Master P - Shoot 'Em Up lyrics
[Master P] A 211 in progress Cause i'm the type of nigga that the police can't arrest I'm going crazy, kickin' down doors Breakin' in homes, and with my nine, i'm robbin' fuckin' liquor stores I'm droppin' things on you punk ass bitches From the streets and I keep 'em all listenin' Suckas tried to play the P in nine-one I came with fuckin' rhymes like a shotgun I'm breakin' 'em like bouldas A million plus fans and mother fuckas I told ya That the P would come through like a bullet Cock the mic like a gauge, grab the handle and then pull it Don't give a fuck about the radio nigga Gangsta lyrics that make my mother fuckin' partners bigger I roll around town four niggas deep Bumpin' shit like fuck the police See I can never fuckin' sell out I was born in the ghetto, so the ghettos what I talk about One wrong move in the game and your fucked And if I think your going do me, i'm gonna shoot your ass up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot the mother fuckas up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot the mothe fuckas up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot the mother fuckas Shoot the mother fuckas up [Master P] Alot of labels try to play in nine-two They didn't really think the P would come through And niggas just dissin' Now I went big time, I got 'em all ass kissin' I roll in the Benzo, sittin' on Lorenzos Now the same record company's at my window I guess they wanna talk, talk about what Heh, makin' me a star Well you gotta pay me Cause to the Underground alone I done sold hella tapes Thanks to my hookup, my concerts are booked up The same companies mad they over-looked us Thick ass contracts to get a nigga stuck And then my lawyer say you ain't legit, I gotta shoot you up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot them mother fuckas up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot Shoot them mother fuckas up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot the mother fuckas Shoot the mother fuckas up [Master P] So I refuse to get paid like them other dummies Sellin' hella tapes and ain't makin' no money You see I gotta fuck 'em up I started my own company, that's how a nigga fuckin' came up Lookin' for district bitches But like my homie SKI it ain't nothin' but prostitution So I refuse to get fucked like a hoe That's why a nigga make shit for the god damn streets bro Now the underground I rule Success came fast but I done paid hella dues Alot of rappers try ????, like sayin' they in jail, to make they tapes sell Or poppin' that nasty shit Show some pussy on the cover, and talk about eatin' a bitch But I can never just stunt I make that hard-core shit that niggas wanna pump I'm puttin' hits on niggas in the rap game I'm takin' 'em out just like the fuckin' dope game You run up on P pump your pressin' your luck I pack a nine cause I just might shoot a nigga up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot the mother fuckas up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot Shoot the mother fuckas up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up Yo P, what Shoot them mother fuckas up [Master P] Yeah niggas you better break your mother fuckin' selves You know what i'm sayin' Cause Master P is comin' straight gangsta hard-core With this Underground shit for the nine-two You know what i'm sayin', we shootin' niggas up this year I got my partner Calli G close to me Silkk, C-Murder, Fonzo, Sonya C, SKI, and CMT in the mother fuckin' house With this laid-back ass dope track Check this out, we straight killin' mother fuckas this year So you can take it how you want to you know what i'm sayin' You better run bitch |
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