- Master P The Farm 歌詞
- Master P
- Im out here hustlin tryna get mine, but imagine
You know what?
I mean, society treat me like
Im a insectwhere
Im from?
You know what
Im sayin ?
Mama wasnt there,
Papa wasnt there,
I had to get out
Ha Hathere and get it how
I live. ya heard me?[chorus]4x
Mama gone,
Daddy wasnt home
We live that thug life,
I mean that drug life
Collard greens and grits, we was slangin on the farm[Master P]
Cop somethin, flip it whodi,
I mean Im alright
I got my own paper,
I learned to shake a hater
And I be droppin keys, lil whodi, smokin weed
Im high tech, got computers in the navigator3rd ward
Calliope, whodi, its
New Orleans
You know Im ballin, shot callin
You need somethin, holla atcha boy, whatcha need
One up in the chamber, slang that iron, you know
I dont fight
City of that china white,
I got my game tight
Big Tyme hitta mane,
I got the skrilla mane
Step on my toes whodi, and
Ima killa mane
Catch you slippin at night, and leave yo head damp
Represent that
Boot Camp, dont take no food stamps
Cause Ima tall hitta, and yall some small hittas
You know you played wit fire, now you gone fall hitta[chorus][Master P]
Im not a doctor,
Professional blocker
Im like Paul
Hardy, Im in yo bone gristle
Call me two pistols,
I make that chrome whistle
I see a Vic in the hood,
I short stop ya
Grab me a
K, I handlemy business and
I mask upNow get the car whodi, its time to gas up
Im on the run mane,
It aint no fun mane
Tryna change my life but
Im back, to doin the same thang
Penitentiary bounded, but well grounded
Seven years later,
Im smilin and yall frownin[chorus] until end
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