Master P lyrics
Master P lyrics
"Respect My Game lyrics"
Opener lyrics
You told me don't you look at the sun, it burns your eyes out. I disobeyed and see a man who's going nowhere. He fed me this: you don't got to worry, you're on your feet. Please help me down. Should have made room for others who can't be beat into op
You told me don't you look at the sun, it burns your eyes out. I disobeyed and see a man who's going nowhere. He fed me this: you don't got to worry, you're on your feet. Please help me down. Should have made room for others who can't be beat into op
[Intro]
No matter what you do my nigga
It?s not gonna be enough
You tryna feed mothafuckas that always gonna be hungry
If you feed the wrong mothafucka they gon? bite you
But you know what, if you?re really are real
And you respect the game, niggas gon? respect you
But if you?re fake, niggas gon? play you like a bitch
[Chorus 3x]
This is for them thugs on block tryna hustle dawg
It?s for them girls in the game wanna break it off
[Verse One]
Most niggas
Time Enough At Last lyrics
It's time I started thinking on my feet Instead of on my back Now I got time Time enough at last Time enough at last boy Time enough at last It's been the bane of my life But I've got time enough at last I got time Time enough at last Time
wanna pitch in hightIt's time I started thinking on my feet Instead of on my back Now I got time Time enough at last Time enough at last boy Time enough at last It's been the bane of my life But I've got time enough at last I got time Time enough at last Time
I?m so gutta so gangsta when I spit these rhymes
I feel like I just did it big
Nigga ten years later I still got these kids
Most niggas aint keeping it real
Ghetto Bill show these clowns how to the get these deals
Jump off the (porch) and slang that rock
Represent the south then made that pop
And y?all niggas aint rememberin? me
Then, y?all niggas must not be from the streets
?Cause my shit been in every car and every jeep
From the south to the west, to the mothafuck
Love Rules lyrics
Jimmy has a girlfriend They play in the schoolyard He gives her his cookie at lunch She wears her hand-me-down Faded flannel run-arounds Jimmy he has more than enough But money doesn't catch a ball and That's what matters after all, here C
n? eastJimmy has a girlfriend They play in the schoolyard He gives her his cookie at lunch She wears her hand-me-down Faded flannel run-arounds Jimmy he has more than enough But money doesn't catch a ball and That's what matters after all, here C
I got real gangstas ready to ride, I got real killas to ready to die
All my gangstas throw your hands up high
And y?all fake niggas run and hide
Ya heard me
[Chorus 3x]
[Verse Two]
From the job to the Ville
My nigga keep touchdown on the Benz
Sittin? ready for the (?)
The new no limit got the block on high
And every thug in the hood screaming ?We all we got?
Niggas wasn?t (movement) when we made it
How you not gon? respect, (we coming for it that?s how
Come Fuck With Me lyrics
* [Flesh] Do you really wanna fuck with me? No, oh, oh, oh, no, nigga, never Flesh Sooner or later All of you haters gonna catch vapors You don't wanna test You never do know when absolutely nobody Wanted to fuck with this cat Then again,
u gon? play it?)* [Flesh] Do you really wanna fuck with me? No, oh, oh, oh, no, nigga, never Flesh Sooner or later All of you haters gonna catch vapors You don't wanna test You never do know when absolutely nobody Wanted to fuck with this cat Then again,
I talked to Soud how to flip them thangs
And took a nigga from the west and put y?all up on game
And took a nigga from Compton and scream my name
(?) ice cream man
Head nappy and twisted I?m still thugin?
Straight from the hood they still love it
And you boys aint got to give me props
But I had taught you more then your pops, ya heard me
The new no limit man we can?t be stopped
We brought the dirty from the bottom to the mothafuckin? top
[Chorus 3x]