and listen and you might get paid [Chorus: repeat 2X] Dope man, dope man - yeah that's me I can flip a half an ounce to a quarter ki' Dope man, dope man
Übersetzung: Master P. Dope Mo.
m the better master Who you gonna blast up on your ghetto blaster? When I start to flow you're guaranteed to hear the raw stuff They say I'm dope, nice
get shot I used to watch Big Bird and Scooby Doo Now I'm choppin' big birds and them bundles too For that Master P money, that shoppin' spree money That coke, that dope
of the television and I don't know what bun she put but it's with the t.v. to a cd or Angela Wanbush now Red in his hummer bumping Master P while his
qui abrite mes potes hardcore, ?ceux qui s'levent juste pour pisser?. Dans cette jungle urbaine, c'est dingue mais dans ma ur man les p'tits shootent
Flows Stripshows, viele wollen krasser sein!(Eko) Wer hat No Limit wie Master P.? Ich flow irre, dope Lyrics und will in den Charts verdien!! Wer ist Bad Boy wie P
just go away and we may weeble wobble but we don't fall down like J master J's two turn tables(R.I.P.)our label is just too stable Your magazine is so
be alive and paid, than dead broke My life is like a thin line, on a tight rope A fiend with no dope, wrong way to provoke The man behind the scope, tucked
a pump [Chorus] [x4] [Verse 2] How many 2 pacs and JZ's and Master P's can they conceive? Don't they know a few gloc's 380's and master keys will make
other hand Who I'm is? Call Me trouble-man Always in trouble man Worth a couple hundread grand Chevy's all Colors man Who I'm is? I Rubber band man like a one man
talk shit get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on {Master P} Whassup pimpin? It's P
own kinfolk They say "Diff'rent Strokes, it takes Diff'rent Strokes..." Man, fuck that bullshit Dogg, who you cool with? I'm down with Jay-Z, Master P
ya own kinfolk They say "Diff'rent Strokes, it takes Diff'rent Strokes..." Man, fuck that bullshit Dogg, who you cool with? I'm down with Jay-Z, Master P
Lyin' just to kick it sellin' weight with no fiends Now this is somethin' that I don't understand Why the fuck would that nigga Master P Call himself the ?Ice cream man
Knuckle head fool wit that master plan Yeah, got my glock caulked wit my yay in my hand Understand, I'm bigger than fourth indo man That rappin' nigga
