Master P
Master P - Y'All Don'T Want None songtekst
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This goes to all y'all BITCH ASS niggaz that got the motherfuckin game twisted Get it how you live, hehehehe UH-OHHHHHHHHHH! (Hoody hoooo!) It's on! It's on now nigga we ready (it's on!) I'm on the block, and I keep my nine cocked I got a problem - it's handled, with some automatic shots See I'm a thug - and I love to smoke weed And I'm a hustler - that mean I love to serve fiends I'm from the 3rd Ward, Callio', and I'ma represent it You don't know me? You better stay out of my business cause I float like a butterfly and I sting like a bee But nigga I don't box, I'm the M to the P I crush domes - I got some niggaz that'll break bones And if I can't catch you, then I'ma follow yo' bitch home We got beef - then you know I can't sleep And if it's a war - then we can take it to the streets It's on now nigga we ready (it's on!) P fuck them niggaz - bout to get the duct tape and WRAP THIS BITCH UP Talkin that shit on the record you better be ready to BACK THAT SHIT UP Ya, mama ain't gon' let cha come outside if she know what I'ma do to you Hatin behind our back but when you see us you hollerin hoody hoo (HOODY HOOO!) Fake ass record companies, y'all niggaz is roody-poot Y'all niggaz ain't soldiers on the street Y'all niggaz is dick in the booty (y'all don't want none) Bitch I'm CURSIN, cause it's PERSONAL (y'all don't want none) Use my name I'm gon' be STOMPIN, CHOKIN, HURTIN Jump in that water if you wanna I'ma catch y'all in that corner, pull it out and PUT IT ON YA Y'all bitches got more mouth than you got heart You got more hype than you got money Y'all niggaz don't want me to start! We see more millions in a year than y'all niggaz gon' know about Let a nigga get a little attention then a nigga wan' show out But we gon' stay bout it through the 2000 and check domes Oahkayyyyyyy... BRING IT ON! Y'all don't want none, we ready Y'all don't want none, we ready Y'all don't want none, we ready We ready, we ready It's on now nigga we ready (it's on!) Down South niggaz we ready East coast niggaz we ready West coast niggaz we ready Midwest niggaz we ready We ready, we ready, we ready, we ready Hahah real niggaz, we ready Real bitches, we ready No Limit, we ready All my soldiers, we ready Haaaaaaa, ain't nuttin changed nigga We still the same