- Master P More 2 Life 歌詞
- Master P
- Chorus (4x):
This ghetto got me crazy
But theres more to life than bitches, weed and a Mercedes
Master P:
Jealous niggaz wanna see me dead, hoes wanna steal my bread
Only time will tell the truest shit I ever said
Now Im walking with the devil (With the devil)
And they done banned my movies because a nigga from the ghetto
No nominees from the Grammies
But ask every nigga who bought Ghetto D do we sell whammies
Tears in my eyes from these street pains
That last time I seen my little brother was in a sheet man
And the feds follow me like Im slanging crack
Wasting tax dollars cause Im young, rich, famous and black
Chorus (4x)
Master P:
Its a new slavery times done changed
Took the shackles off our wrists and put em on our brains
Got us killing up each other
Crack babies in the hood with AIDS infected mothers
Hypocrite preachers teaching the word
And gave us shelters and rehab when dope hit the suburbs
Watch Bill Gates buying islands
See we from the ghetto where aint nobody smiling
Where the poor live hungry
And penatentiaries packed sell t-shirts off my dead homies
Chorus (2x)
C-Murder:
Im still mad at the world cause I aint got nothing to lose
Alot of young cats out there I know wanna stand in my shoes
Im just a young thug nigga God helped me out with some paper
Mothafuckas call me C-Murder cause they no I aint no faker
Duck and dodgin penatentiaries and running from debt
I aint got nothing but No Limit so Im a represent it til my last breath
My tattoos represent my thoughts like a work of art
My mama cried when she saw fear, my pain tatted cross my heart
My enemies dropping like flies, nosy bitches wanna know why
Just take the C off my name and you left with a homicide
You see the ghetto made me crazy, but it also made me realize
I thank God for my hard times keep ghetto ties make me hard to kill
Chorus (4x)
This ghetto got us crazy, but you know what
Theres more to life than bitches, weed and Mercedes
This for all the ghetto stars out there
Going through a thing
All my homies in the penatentiary
I feel yall pain
To all my dead homies that caught up in the ghetto
Rest in peace (Kevin Miller, 2Pac, Biggie Smalls)
To all my No Limit Soldiers
The ghetto got us crazy, but we gotta overcome
Its foolish, ya heard me
Chorus
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