rap sheet Murder, armed robbery, kidnappin, conspiracy [chorus - repeat 2x] This is for my niggaz that's locked up (locked up!) Gangsters, til they boxed up (boxed up
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up with racism today It's time to speak up and not turn away Make the sun shine when it's cloudy and gray Dip dip dive, so-so-socialize Open up your
And you wonder why I smack up niggas? Shit, it's either that or Mac's gonna clap up niggas What ya'll want me to do hun? Soften up? So my raps can start
real f***ed up but he won't see him for a while Same bulls*** try'na get you a money pile You don't see the reefer or the jail doors locked I keep a
Nik Nack is in the house for the four My niggaz locked up, left a kilo, it's good as sold Stole gumbo pot, creamery rise to the top My limo even slide
me? You not built up I'll break ya bitch-ass down and leave you filled up See that's how blood get spilled up, 'cause you all grilled up And got the hammer
warning, another cut to move on Another beat that's so strong Hold on and I get wicked in this song Stir up shit as the wit gets wisdom P-Dog comin' up
frontin' bitches that now caught vapors Niggaz run up on you with guns, snatchin' papers Outlined body chalk, is how they would scrape ya From off the pavement, I hate gettin' locked up
be a lot of punchin' in this motherfucker Y'all better be swift with that punch button Jack Biggie, Biggie I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets
throw them bows Home alone said you better lock them doors (Lil' Romeo) Now big bird was posted up at seasme street Uptown whodi screaming c-p-3 (Master P
haters It's in my n-n-nature, never been a smoother operator Switch it up, hit it up, get it up, let it up Your girl from the back like giddy up How
S.P.V. we getting buck I'm smoking green with them thugs showing love from the A-T-L to the S.P.V. Cool Bee be coming up Light up the sticky sticky Bee
[Intro: Master P (Romeo)] Cookie Monster in hurr ya heard Uh uhh we got the streets on lock (Ay Diesel, we got em on this one man) We be big I got em
in peace,All these wannabeA's like Master p all these niggaz screaminA'blastephemy,You ainA't Pac nigga,Tatted up in them magazines BandannaA'ed up in
2X: Master P] Shut 'em up, wet 'em up Shut 'em up, wet 'em up Shut 'em up, wet 'em up Shut 'em up, wet 'em up Shut 'em up, wet 'em up Shut 'em
