Master P (talking)
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Yeah ha, I could never turn my back nigga. (Never.)
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I could never forget where I came from.
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This for all my muthafuckin' soldiers. (Master P.)
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Native of New Orleans. (Louisiana)
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All you TRU Soldiers.
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Give it up for Richmond, California. (Puttin 'em on the map.)
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Put em up, represent, where you from? (Westside, southside.)
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Check out some of this down south shit though nigga.
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You bout it, I'm bout it bout it
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If you bout it bout it, well say you bout it bout it
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I represent where them killers hang
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Third Ward, Calliope Projects, we got are own name
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It's a small hood, but it's all good
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And Mr. Rogers aint got shit up on my neighborhood
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I represent nothin' but G's (G's)
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>From Richmond, California all the way back to New Orleans
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That murder capitol of the world so fool watch your back
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The mighty rise and clip but some tourist don't make it back
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And niggas aint trippin' on yo life G (Life G)
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They ready to take your ass out before the count of 1, 2, 3
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So give me your gold chain, what bout your gold ring
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Niggas down south quick to put you in that body slang
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I mean that body cast (ha ha), what bout that body bag
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You aint thank quick, that's why you on your ass
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And niggas stuntin', perpetratin, talkin shit
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You roll through the projects you might get your wig split
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Mr. crazy wanna borrow a quarter quarter
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You best not fuck with them fools that gone on that water water
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I mean that clicker juice (Dang), fermaldahide (like dat)
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Whatever you want, the more they dip in cigarettes to get high
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Like some alcohol, niggas don't even give a fuck
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They leave you stuck in that muthafuckin' black truck
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Break you off like some muthafuckin' Japanese (damn)
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Aint no love in this hood, aint no love for G's
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And these niggas killin' bitches too
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And these bitches settin up niggas cause don't give a fuck about you
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You gotta be bout it, bout it, cause I'm bout it bout it
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Third Ward, Calliope Projects, you know they bout it bout it
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And that Fourth Ward is bout it bout it
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I mean that Fifth Ward, and Tenth Ward, you know they bout it bout it
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Twelfth ward, bout it bout it
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And that Thirteenth, Seventeenth uptown, downtown, across the sea
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Bout it bout it, cause we bout it bout it
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My little homie Hot Minus Sign, they bout it bout it
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Bout it bout it, I mean we bout it bout it
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King George, TRU you know we bout it bout it
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Silkk, you know he bout it bout it
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My manager TC, you know he bout it bout it
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Big Ed, bout it bout it
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Sonya C, you know she bout it bout it
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C-Murder, bout it bout it
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Mr Serv-On is bout it bout it
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Mo B Dick, you know he bout it bout it
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Cally G, K-Lou, bout it bout it
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Craig, you know he bout it bout it
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And Mia X gonna kick some shit she rowdy rowdy
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Mia X
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I'm here to show a whole bunch of niggas that I'm bout it
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Comin from the Crescent, testin nuts
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And eady to bust some of those who doubt it
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I'm rowdy as the fuck, hoes you best be backin' up
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>From this below sea level hoe comin' like a tornado
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Brings drama, either way I have to do this
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So break your selves, niggas here comes a woman to this TRU click
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The bitch you love to hate but yet ain't bold enough to face
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Cause Mia X will finish first in this grand diva race
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I kick your earholes laced with my pimpstress funk
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Punks playa hate beacuse they shit be bump
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But I dunk a niggas head into a toilet full of piss
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Cause in this drama field, fool we aint takin' no shit
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Downtown Sixth Ward Lafeete on guard
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Seven Ward hard heads, niggas out that Saint Bernard
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Ninth Ward desire and Florida, New Orleans
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So bout it every day we comin harder firewater
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Got them niggas gettin' high off my floss, gumbo
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Regreet em plus my ate two fate got em payin twenty bones
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So bring it on cause I gotta recognize
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No Limit and Mia X, nigga flex if you bout it bout it
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You bout it bout it, yeah I'm bout it bout it
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And rest in peace my girl Jill cause she was bout it bout it
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Master P
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I mean she bout it bout it, she was bout it bout it
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Them niggas from No Limit Records, you know we bout it bout it
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| Master P, you know I |
