It's A Drought Lyrics - Good Side Bad Side - Master P

(feat. Afficial) 

[Hook - 2x] 

It's a drought, but we got dope 

We got dope, we got dope 

It's a drought, but we got dope 

Then it's gon cost you mo' 

[Master P] 

First you mix the dope, then you cook the dope 

And if you ain't a fiend, you don't smoke the dope 

This ain't a movie, and you ain't Scarface 

So don't bring no hoe around you, that love white cake 

C-Murder facing life, and never gave a name 

And you niggaz turn on each other, for a couple of them thangs 

I must address this shit, cause it's a serious fucking issue 

How you gon accept a badge, 'fore the police come get you 

We don't fuck with y'all kind, whodi why you snitching 

This ain't baseball, so stop pitching 

And making collect calls, to the police 

Get your jersey retired, whodi you don't know me 

I should of stayed in school, could of been a doctor 

But I'm riding Third Ward boys, trying to lose them helicopters 

But I ain't with being broke, got the scale in my coat 

We gon get through this man, meet me by the sto' 

And I don't know, what they told you boy 

I got that A1, whole baking soda boy 

You could add the B12, put it in a bag 

Take it to the hood, I bet it go fast 

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[Hook - 2x] 

[Desperado] 

I take razors to the plate, chop up the yay 

Till they call the corner store, the Hard Rock Cafe 

So I kick in the door, cause they heard I supply bricks 

I got 10 they find more, I could hide 6 

[Yukon] 

You think quick, when there's money on the line 

That's when I come through, and get em every time 

Fine line 'tween the vision my chain, like it's straw 

And the nose of a fiend, and they sniffing that caine 

[Desperado] 

You snort raw, I got Peruvian pure 

My connect not dimmy, but he giving me more 

How you a hustler dog, since you with the top off 

Best taking flicks, so you tripping making drop off's 

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[Yukon] 

The game clear, when I'm spitting these bars 

It's that of a real nigga, when I sit through a charge 

We got work man, tell me what you want 

Yeah he supplying shit, I can get it in a month 

Put the pieces in place 

[Desperado] 

Then we find the yay 

[Yukon] 

No shorts on the strip 

[Desperado] 

All the money be straight 

[Yukon] 

Don't hate if you broke, must of woke up late 

[Desperado] 

Cause we be up when the sun rise, dope don't wait 

[Hook - 2x] 

[Master P] 

Now the FED's came through, took some niggaz off the block 

Rat-a-tat-tat, this shit won't stop 

Now how many niggaz, got to die in this game 

'Fore we all realize, we gotta get out of this thang 

And if you make it to money, get your life straight 

Find another way out, before it's too late 

Ain't nothing wrong, with making it out of the hood 

It's enough for in the game, where the playas play for good 

And these cats, be barking 

Keep your eyes on these niggaz, that you know that be talking 

[talking] 

You heard me, fuck 

Get against the car