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Master P

Genres: Hip-Hop

Ride Lyrics - Master P

Picture this nigga me a ghetto millionaire 

and all my fucking enemies evaporated (evaporated) 

only the real can feel me (only the real) 

 

Let's ride this one's for the killers and dealers 

still bout it bout it nigga now the world gone feel it (3X) 

 

stomach pains in the ghetto and I'm starving 

but picture me a third ward nigga ballin' 

a house on the lake and one on the hill 

imagine in a ferrari worth millions in dollar bills 

if the game won't change me these niggas won't tame me 

this bitches won't bring me and everybody blame me 

niggas gettin' paid started from the streets 

if a nigga don't hustle then mama don't eat 

I live my life with some thugs I run with killers and G's 

tech-nine and Oz's gone off hennessy and weed 

 

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Chorus(2X) 

 

I'm asking ya'll a question who makes these white laws 

and all the taxes I pay why don't the government protect superstars 

they couldn't save Biggie and what about Tupac 

my little brother C-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks 

this ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy 

I'm duckin' dodgin' the police penetetionary and daisy 

protected by soldiers live my life smokin' 

the ghetto bottles are broken and cast popped open 

nobody want to die young but everybody gotta go 

so pass me the stress release cuz even Bill Cliton smoke 

 

Chorus(3X) 

 

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nigga we riders (riders) for every fucking one of us they take 

we takin' a hundred of them 

we gonna make some motherfuckin' statements too now 

but you know what that we mortalizin' together and comin' together 

and we diein' together it ain't no game niggas soliders black power 

'til death do us part nigga for every nigga they take we gone make 100 more 

to multiply ya'll niggas multiply niggas like gremlins nigga 

Warden make millions (nigga we don't make dope they make dope) 

if all ya'll niggas talkin' to the feds tryin' to get a nigga locked up 

then ya'll know a nigga that changed his whole attitude 

changed his whole motherfuckin' game nigga we too motherfuckin' legit to quit 

so ya'll read about that and ya'll motherfuckin' media 

that want a nigga to war this rap wars and shit niggas don't kill niggas 

the media kills niggas I feel your pain Suge Knight nigga Death Row Records 

No Limit motherfuckin' records (could be anyone of us) niggas unite 

They don't want niggas to make it out of the ghetto 

take chances and opportunites to all ya'll fucking niggas out there 

livin' like guppies ya'll know No Limit niggas we wet gyuppies up 

(wet'em up) ya'll remember that this is from the motherfucking last dizon 

now this is for all my No Limit soldiers from the south to the west 

to the east to the motherfuckin' north let's ride niggas 

real niggas don't die we multiply nigga gotta pack some heat cuz 

that's the only way he gone protect himself I don't give a fuck if I 

just got off parole nigga I'm gonna protect me and mines nigga 

you protect you and yours 

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