a gangsta bitch Then I don't want her don't want her And if she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't need her You can keep her Master P: I need a bitch
Übersetzung: Master P. Gangsta Bitch.
gangsta bitch Then I don't want her don't want her And if she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't need her You can keep her Master P: I need a bitch
One: Erick Sermon Fresh is the word, when I display my rappin forte Quicker done than O.J., hey I freaks my shit, E the lyrical master Stress me out,
grand master sin but I'll do it again Prostetutes want loot so they can shot up haha, whats goin up is the end of my boot bitch Right up your ass if
and staying down Service on Gangsta B for glorifying SPV and make my baby playa Queen Kashawntay for ever loving me Busta's should be Crownin Slick, Kingdoms all across this bitch
axed your bitch ass from The Pound You know they talk about ya and ya still hang around with the Death Row known gang, Snoop Dogg switched gangs Talk
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
Check, 0-1-2-3 I don't freestyle cuz my style ain't free Lyrical criminal most have battled for national Soulja no limit but I ain't talkin bout Master P
1 2 3, I don't freestyle cause my style ain't free! Lyrical criminal most have battled for national, Soulja no limit but I'm not talking bout Master P
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
Dogg pound mutha Fuckin gangsta crew Split wigs for a livin everydays thanksgiving Mutha fuck yall rides, we slides we dippin Nigga the tanks, driven by the colonel Mr. Master P
I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon ya bitch From the cold hearted streets of the LBC To a mansion in the south down the street from my nigga P See, real
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
pistol Clip is loaded when I click bang dang A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain J-U-M-P jump and I thump Make girls rumps like pump and Humpty Hump Wow, the Shaolin style is all in me Child, the whole damn isle is callin me 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
full of shit stains You're, bitch maid, you ain't a gangsta, you a sucker ass These niggaz, scared of your bark, but bitch I touch ass And bust back,
'? Straight burn biscuits, baby Yeah, give it to 'em raw, uncut Turn them headphones up No doubt son, no problem Creepin' it though, baby It's gangsta
