[Master P]
Ha ha
One time, homocide, then we who ride
One time, homocide, then we who ride

TRU niggas don't joke check the hundred spokes
From Richmond to Oakland, I got 4
So fool don't fuck with the tank
MP be the Colonel, got gats in the bank
Waitin' for deposits and withdrawls
Got bitches in the ghetto pullin down drawers
Wanna be wit' the gidman got them with the crizam
But fools thinkin of thizangs
I'm ballin niggas straight hauling
Started from texas to new Orleans
Now the game sowed up niggas wanna role up
Bitches better check nuts, niggas betta hold up
Ain't going out like no mark cause I'm marked for death
Got the bulletproof vest with the tattoo on my chest
TRU, niggas could'nt fuck wit it
Steady Mobb'n, Master P nigga go get it
Got mo game than the Lakers, got gats for the haters
Niggas blowin'[?]

[Kane & Abel] If you scared got to church
Busting up with yo dick in the dirt
Six niggas named Paul pull you out the black hearse
I roll wit niggas with eight figures, and ichy triggers
Bring the drama I throwed the judges momma in the Mississippi River
They know the rule bang niggas up never mention their name
I asked Silkk what to do, he said "charge it to the game"
I shake niggas life like dice, got that thug in me like chinese rice Ain't'
Nothin nice I open up shop all night
Like Circle K I circle yo block wit the K, the A-K that is (handle biz) I
Leave that ass looking like Jerry's motherfucking kids
I gotta pocket full of change but ain't dropped a dime yet
Like Jamie Foxx if I gave the bitch some lobster moet
You know whats happenin' next
If Kane and Able representin, from South to the West
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