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Master P
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Come 1 Come All, TRU niggaz ball (I told ya),
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I know there's niggaz out there wait'n fo' tha fall
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Chorus:
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After Dollars, No Cents.
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From Shabz 2 Benz,
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From Cheddar 2 Cheeze,
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Tryna Pay Tha Rent.
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(x2)
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I'm a hustla, balla, nigga gee'z, cut keyz, gats for enemies, freeze, hund
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reds of greens. Kill, robbery soldiaz
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born 2 ride, killaz born 2 die, mommaz born 2 cry.
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Wild like tha lone fuck'n ranger, niggaz from tha South
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keep 1 up in tha chamber. Lord knows when ya enemy is
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quick, that's why niggaz watch'n niggaz back, cuz they
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gone off that pila shit. Cane, niggaz game, heroin in
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tha vain, fuck'n with there brains. Who tha next nigga
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ta get popped by a cop? Who tha next in tha hood 2
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get shot? I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped with a bulletproof. Nigga on my
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stomach see muthafuck'n TRU.
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Soldia till I die, fuck it I won't cry, look my enemy in
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tha eye. Fuuck every nigga that ain't real, cuz we bout it,
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& if I have to die cuz a nigga gon' shout it! I was born
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a No Limit Soldia from heart. Cowards run they mouth, but
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killaz don't talk.
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Chorus (x2)
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You no Kris, I'm Kros, y'all ran, we walked.
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No Limit niggaz got Ghetto Dope by pounds & balls.
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Blow'n tapes up in flames, like weed. Got boxed
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albums up like keyz from tha South 2 Overseaz.
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Nigga, Independent & Rowdy, niggaz check billboard,
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number 1 & Bout It. That's why niggaz tryna get us
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on tha radio, now niggaz might see tha P on tha
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video, but a niggaz still TRU 2 tha gizame. Represent
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tha hood, & every fuck'n nigga that gang-bang. These
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streets iz so real, fool guard ya grill. Smoke 1 fo'
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tha homies that have made it over tha hill, cuz we...
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Chorus (x2)
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Silkk
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After dollarz, no cents. We represent'n No Limit, put
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it down rolex, presidential. Nigga ride everythang I done
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sent u. Nigga, I went from riches 2 riches, not muthafuck'n
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rags to riches, cuz I've always had money, plus I've always
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had bitches. Young muthafuckaz tryna get Mojo, nigga act
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like ya muthafuckaz know, cuz I pull a high solo. Hit em
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fo' they gee'z low, lay low, crow. Get a bien 2 go. Why
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ain't you ever know, don't crush dimes, & mo mo's. Nigga
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runnin' from tha po-po's, high from a low low, take a
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trip together to tha ocapulka. But show those, put ya
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breasts right up under my polo's, nigga strapped with a 44'
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& I'm solo. To try test'n tha best nut & that's a no no.
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365 days, 24-7, I'm bout my richez, see money is a must, everything is a plus,
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including weed & bitchez.
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It went from $18.5 a key, not $18.5 fo' me see'n P ta
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do a show, act like y'all know. Ghetto millionaire, ship
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& guard tha dope.
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Master P
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You know me, we have Silkk & P, ugggggggghhh!!!
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After Dollars, No Cents
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Master P f/ Silkk the Shocker |