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Master P - Trick Or Treat Whodi lyrics

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Guess who's back.. it's Freddy?  NAH, P BITCH!

WHASSSSSSUP?  Ah-HAHAHAHAHA





Trick or treat whodi.. where you be whodi?

I'm right 'cross the street whodi

And I think I seen the beast whodi!





It must be Halloween, ya heard me?  It all happened at once

I'm in the middle of the hood rollin a black and orange blunt

My mind fucked up, I done seen a black cat 

Put my hand on my gat and took three steps back

Ran up the block it was like a movie

I seen a big haunted house with a chick in a jacuzzi

I knocked on the doors 

I got seven days of bad luck and a dog with no liver(??)

It must be a nightmare, but I'm bout to wake up

Then I put my nail in the keyhole {*door*} and jumped in the truck



Until I ran into this nigga that I knew was a crook

He said... onnnnne, twoooooo... they comin for you

Threeee, fourrrrr... better lock your door {*animal roars*}

Nah, fuck the world, I'm about to go for mines

Cause I'm trapped in this dream like I'm trapped in crime

I see this younger ??, hair looked just like Eve

And I'm thinkin to myself, what the fuck is she doin in New Orleans?

Now is this a curse, or shit I did bad

Or my mind playin tricks cause I snatched a kid's bag









Yeah it's nighttime, the right time to do crime

Niggaz hustle, and watch out for po'-nine

It's showtime, raisin hell {*ROAR!*} one more time

Thugs move, no rules bottom line

You got into the sunset to speak your mind {*SCREE!*}

Run - lock your doors, the streets is mine

Niggaz wild out, {*SCREE!*} throw eggs, the people beg

October 31st niggaz need to be caged

No remorse {*SCREE!*} you done heard my force

Takin, what we want, by means of all sorts

It's the way of life, payback's a bitch, pay the price

Somebody gotta suffer, even po-lice

When the streets is dark and cold you fear for your life

You know you hear the screams {*SCREAM*} it's a horrible sight

Nobody fiends, they just wanna survive the night

Twelve hours of mayhem as you beg for life









Trick or TREAT, kiddies!

Bout to deliver the mail once again

"Ghetto Postage," all platinum BITCH!



I TOLD Y'ALL EVERYBODY

Y'ALL CAN'T FUCK WITH NO LIMIT (hahahaha)

Who's laughin now, WHODI?  Hehehehe, trick or treat!



Junebug, you better take that mask off

and get your little bitch-ass inside!
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Language: English

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