[Master P: Talking] 

Haha 

Ungh! Once a-muthafuckin-gain, me an my nigga Silkk 

We gon' show y'all how we mobb 

No Limit for life, how we do this shit 

West Coast style nigga, from down South, to the muthafuckin hills 

Y'all niggas better recognize, y'all better fuckin recognize 



[Master P:] 

I'm tru to da game, Masta P'll be da name 

I'm in it for the money, fuck these bitches an the fame 

Cuz when you broke bitches get ghost like sideways, 

like gold daytons rollin up the highway 

On my way to the town to take some cizash, 

an if you shizort bitch you in the bizag 

I got fifteen in the tank, on my way to Burbank 

Fist stealin 5, ready till 5, blowin dank 

An still tryin to make a dollar outta fifteen cents 

Got the Cutlass full of coffee for no evidence 

It's a drought but I got ice cream 16 five, everyday, all day 

hit me on the door knob 

Cuz we be ballin, bitch we be haulin, 

got chickens up the highway from New Orleans 

An y'all foo's can't stop the real deal, 

an when you see the Tank fool you better guard yo' grill 

Cuz No Limit in this to win this, 

an got a million soldiers ready to handle business 



[Chorus:] 

6 deep is how we mobb, an we tru (Ungh!) 

but we'll kill if we have to 



[Silkk the Shocker:] 

Been on the block in the Bay, nigga hop by the tre 

Nigga stop at eight, early chop the cake, but not today 

cock the K, cuz these busta ass niggas know we not to play 

Say hello to the Richmond nigga, East Bay killa 

Down South thrilla, quick to fill ya, wit more shells than the sea 

More mail than the post office, 

these lyrics an dope keep me stayin up like it was coffee 

Now stop, pause, take a look 

East Bay nigga crook, seven E deuce cut 

Ready to buck on any nigga that steps up 

I be the man, understand this, skanless niggas get fucked up 

Number one on Billboard, bitch, y'all niggas still tryin to come up 

Y'all niggas soup, I'm gumbo, ready to rumble, ready to tumble 

Yo' girlfriend outta line, I'ma catch her like Columbo 

Tongue twistin like an Uzi, y'all niggas can't do me 

(Boo-yah, bad man) 

Y'all watch too many fuckin movies 



[Chorus]