(feat. Fiend, Master P)



[Master P]



Check this out twin, wanna hit me on a beeper

when ya'll ready for that nigga, I got.



Huh nigga what? (You be coughing this shit up)

I'm just a nigga in the dope game

Tryin' to move cocaine

Herion and Weed

And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs



[Chorus]



Tell......Me

Huh nigga what?

I'm just a nigga in the dope game

Tryin' to move cocaine

Herion and weed

And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs



[Fiend]



Who was the first of the brothers

who said no bottle, because a

They crossed a bird

Had to get his hustle on with rocks and herbs

From the curb, I observe

Making tunes, I would be getting Benz and Jewels

You niggas give me room

Before I bring a lots of doom

I be soon to wearing time

17 and getting heavy

Seven fingers like off to find the relly

Oh my felly, my belly

Full of fast food

Cuz I know that cash rules my life

To like as twice as the nights

I'm living, Try my life

Fully rusted, Is a chance to get a cop busted

But I stick em' and break it off

So the rest won't test me

Luckily, Never sticking my business

Til' these hoes, And I give my friends living tears

Like my department store, C'mon

(Uhhhhhh)



[Chorus x2]



[Kane and Abel]



Picture me and Fiend chopping up a half a key

Twenty-Bitches you asked for them, 2-52 for me

I'm bout to get into thuggin', muggin'

Yeah this O.P. chuggin'

You can find me in the hood

Tryin' to slang something

I serve a million Fiends

For million dollar dreams

B.B.S. stretch Lex, Bitch I'm bout my cream

Thunder Weed and Sex

More crack than cracker jack

Silkk, 100-dollar, Tens

Please tell my friend he be right back

They say we hold it down

Like we paralized from the neck down

Slang from sun down to sun down

Smoking A  Pound



[Chorus x2]



[M.P.] (Uhhh Nigga this a muthafuckin' 211

don't make it into a 1-80-7 you heard)



[Kane and Abel]



This a kidnapp, Don't make it a killing

Put a game til' the game's over

Soldier, Ready and willing, I be letting dissing

To get paid with a gyps of AK's

If you looking for revenge, Better dig two graves

Playa, time to drop some game with the ballers

20 A grams, OZ's, To A balls to quaves

My hustle never stop, uh

Block to Block, Like a nigga sittin' on three keys

Till a rock to rock C'mon



[Chorus x4]



[Master P]



Kane and Abel, Fiend, Master P

It ain't no limit nigga

Clean your dirty money out to good money

You heard, Tryin' to have a thang

From the motherfucking streets to the world

Real niggas take heat, Bout it, Bout it, Rowdy, Rowdy

Uhhhhhh