[Intro]
Yo, Big Mann, what's happenin?
Just out here chillin, dawg
Shit, nigga, what you chillin, what you thinkin about?
Nigga, I'm out here reminiscin, lookin around, nigga
Reminiscin on what?
Bout how shit done changed, dawg
All these niggas dead we grew up with bro baby, Daniel
Damn, bro, this shit daily, constantly happenin
So what, we next or what?
Nigga, we tryin to come up and raise them little ones
Well, let's find a way out this shit
Well, let's do dat there
[Master P]
Niggas dat want to space age hustle
Catch that rocket to the fuckin moon
That be yo final ship, bitch, cause yo ass is doomed
Ain't no comin back, livin in the dope game
Cause once you die, nigga you slangin rocks, then that's yo name
On the wall when they run up
I got killas coming trough with bubble ups to pick up double ups
And put him in that muthafuckin long black hearse
I mean, once you gone nigga you layin in the dirt
Ain't no love in New Orleans
All the way to Richmond, California
Niggas livin for ghetto dreams
And the ghetto get so crazy
I seen a little bitty baby suckin on daisies
Caught two to the chest, one to the head
5 niggas walked behind him dressed in red
With ski masks, but niggas thought it was a clown show
Witches in the St. Bernard projects, downed a hoe
And it's sad cause niggas claimin 3rd Ward
9th Ward and niggas claimin 10th Ward
All my homies be dyin Down South
Run around, talkin shit, killas with gold in they mouth
But I'm a soldier, a rolla, give me ten
I'd rather die than go to the fuckin pen
My partna Bos looked to my eyes and said, "Nigga
Is it time for change, niggas ain't livin in this dope game"
So we jumped into this rap game
And laid it down to all my killas
That tried to teach my nigga the game
Cause once you gone, ain't no comin back
Talked to Randall and T-Dove
They say, "P, the streets ain't all that."
I mean the Calliope projects done change
Right from Roges Tablet you find the fuckin police man
And niggas still servin bubble ups
Big Mo in the projects rappin, and niggas=z tryin to come up
And with this new wave dope game
I mean this rap game, niggas tryin to get out to make some change
But Down South my homies dyin, niggas fryin
But stories we ain't buyin
Yo, Big Mann, what's happenin?
Just out here chillin, dawg
Shit, nigga, what you chillin, what you thinkin about?
Nigga, I'm out here reminiscin, lookin around, nigga
Reminiscin on what?
Bout how shit done changed, dawg
All these niggas dead we grew up with bro baby, Daniel
Damn, bro, this shit daily, constantly happenin
So what, we next or what?
Nigga, we tryin to come up and raise them little ones
Well, let's find a way out this shit
Well, let's do dat there
[Master P]
Niggas dat want to space age hustle
Catch that rocket to the fuckin moon
That be yo final ship, bitch, cause yo ass is doomed
Ain't no comin back, livin in the dope game
Cause once you die, nigga you slangin rocks, then that's yo name
On the wall when they run up
I got killas coming trough with bubble ups to pick up double ups
And put him in that muthafuckin long black hearse
I mean, once you gone nigga you layin in the dirt
Ain't no love in New Orleans
All the way to Richmond, California
Niggas livin for ghetto dreams
And the ghetto get so crazy
I seen a little bitty baby suckin on daisies
Caught two to the chest, one to the head
5 niggas walked behind him dressed in red
With ski masks, but niggas thought it was a clown show
Witches in the St. Bernard projects, downed a hoe
And it's sad cause niggas claimin 3rd Ward
9th Ward and niggas claimin 10th Ward
All my homies be dyin Down South
Run around, talkin shit, killas with gold in they mouth
But I'm a soldier, a rolla, give me ten
I'd rather die than go to the fuckin pen
My partna Bos looked to my eyes and said, "Nigga
Is it time for change, niggas ain't livin in this dope game"
So we jumped into this rap game
And laid it down to all my killas
That tried to teach my nigga the game
Cause once you gone, ain't no comin back
Talked to Randall and T-Dove
They say, "P, the streets ain't all that."
I mean the Calliope projects done change
Right from Roges Tablet you find the fuckin police man
And niggas still servin bubble ups
Big Mo in the projects rappin, and niggas=z tryin to come up
And with this new wave dope game
I mean this rap game, niggas tryin to get out to make some change
But Down South my homies dyin, niggas fryin
But stories we ain't buyin
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