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(Master P talking)
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-haha Mr MR Rogers of the neighborhood
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-should I say that nigga that's uuuuggghhhh bout it bout it
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-I'm rowdy rowdy I'm rowdy nigga
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-The mothafucking Ice Cream Man in this bitch
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-Master P in here with my girl Mia X
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-We bout to lay down some shit once again for ya'll motherfuckers
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-We bout to lay down some rules
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-And we got these 2 little niggas that don't give a fuck about none of ya
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-Ready to blast on ya bitches
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-With this gangsta shit
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-watch your back nigga, my little niggas Kane & Abel
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-some of ya'll know them as double vision
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-but ya better realize once again its on
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-TRU niggas in this bitch, we ain't taking no shit for the 9 scrilla
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-Its all about smoking blunts, blowing on that swishy sweet
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-Notice I said swishy sweet nigga
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-When I do these fucking 187's, murder
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-Down south in the mothafucking swamp, we down there hustling bitch
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-Rolling on triple gold
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-But niggas don't give a fuck about none of ya niggas
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-That ain't real, that ain't true to the motherfucking gizzame
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-But ya niggas that's bout it bout it and all ya real niggas out there
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-Ya'll gone feel this shit cause it don't get no realer than this
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-Once again its on nigga
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(Kane & Abel)
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Introducing the mafioso of New Orleans Kane & Abel balling
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My gangsta shit sell like Air Jordan
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Ain't that a bitch, straight out the parrish whipping ass like Tyson
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Gun fighting slanging ice and fucking hoes like Peabo Bryson
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Latinos counting cinos I murder Al Pacino
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What these bitches boosting up shut them down like casinos
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Getting murderous like the Menendez brothers
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Dumb mothafuckas banging these hoes without no rubbers
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And busters hate me like some bump weed
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Cause babies dropping out they old ladies looking like me
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Sporting Tommy's and Polos weed blows out my nose
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Never sweating in my good clothes behind these fucking hoes
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Who run this Master P, KLC slanging birds
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So stop stunting dog bitch calm your nerves
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Born a crack baby grew up to be a g
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Whip that ass like I had a badge from NOPD
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Like a second line gangsta niggas with 9's follow me
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MC approaches I bury those cockroaches
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Buck buck I got you fucked up like angel dust
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In gacks we trust cause niggas bleed just like us
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(Chorus)
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Its time to get the gack again
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Cause pussy ass niggas getting jealous again, again
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Its time to get strapped again
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Because them nappy head hoes getting jealous again, again
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(Mia X)
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I got that fucking regulator busting lyrical rhymes at all you playa haters
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Fade ya made ya bow down to this slayer
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Lady alligator still wetting up your earhole
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With harmonizing gun blows still stomping out the NO
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Hoes talk that shit but clear the way
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Because they know I'm getting richer and bagging chips so call me Ms Fri-O-Lay
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Mia X gots to flex and leave them hanging diamond rocks
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?? be banging my name is reighning
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I'm slanging this with No Limit
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So you can talk that shit you raunchy bitch but just remember
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Who finish, me running with these look alike niggas
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The bad girl behind the trigger getting wreck its the 9 sister
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(Kane)
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Rolling 4 deep strapped in the black Montero
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Shorting bright like Alfonso Ribiero but bitch I'm ghetto
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Give me no heroin baby roll blunt after blunt
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Fuck around and roll a thousand swishes in one month
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You buster ass niggas I ain't scared of death
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Had a dream I got stressed and blew up your whole project
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Ask Mia X got bookoo checks
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I'm like them got to get them papers like them crackers in them skyscrapers
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Hitting switches avoiding bitches and them playa haters
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And its time to get strapped again
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Kane & Abel got the gack and we back again
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(Chorus)
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(Abel)
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Take away them chains and pain
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What remains ?? the king keep a 9 in his grave
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I seen so many soldiers I swore it was Beirut
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Them gang signs salute, clack clack they shoot
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The south coast you bleed if you wanna succeed
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And I can have your fucking head in my lap for 10 g's
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And you can ask the governor's name its nigga please
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And even out in Cali Sam Sneed recognize me
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Take it to the streets cause that's where I'm from
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And nigga |