[Intro: Master P]
I guess they say music don't have no substance these days
I’ma just add a lil' flavor, some season to it
No Limit Forever, Master P, Famous Again
Ghetto motivation
I do this for the hood
[Chorus: Master P & Rome]
Whatever don't kill you, my nigga
It make you stronger
Say life’s a bitch, my nigga
When these haters on ya
I said whatever don't kill you, my nigga
It make you stronger
Say that life's a bitch, my nigga
When these haters on ya
Ain't nobody perfect
But somebodies worth it
How ya gonna judge me nig
And you don't know me nig
How ya gonna judge me nig
And you don't know me nig
[Verse 1: Master P]
Shit, I lost a couple dollars
These haters thought I was done
I had a hundred and thirty
You niggas never had none!
I outsmarted you fakers
I know you bitches be hatin
You dressin like you's in Mangas
I know you fuckin with Satan
You niggas mad cause I'm on
You boys trippin we back
You haters talkin that bullshit
Ain’t never been where we at
I got millions invested
Applied knowledge for billions
You mammals regular lizards
I turn colors chameleon
You cowards forming your circles
Don’t want no piece with you haters
I ain't gon’ ask for no spends
I got too many acres
These industry niggas phony
See, I can see through you homie
Already got five Grammy's
I'm tryin'a get me a Tony
I mean a Oscar, you hater
I blood and sweat for this paper
Your system build a nigga up, and then you rob us and rape us
No education, you take us
And then you use us and shake us
And we don’t run fast enough, you lock us up and replace us
I guess they say music don't have no substance these days
I’ma just add a lil' flavor, some season to it
No Limit Forever, Master P, Famous Again
Ghetto motivation
I do this for the hood
[Chorus: Master P & Rome]
Whatever don't kill you, my nigga
It make you stronger
Say life’s a bitch, my nigga
When these haters on ya
I said whatever don't kill you, my nigga
It make you stronger
Say that life's a bitch, my nigga
When these haters on ya
Ain't nobody perfect
But somebodies worth it
How ya gonna judge me nig
And you don't know me nig
How ya gonna judge me nig
And you don't know me nig
[Verse 1: Master P]
Shit, I lost a couple dollars
These haters thought I was done
I had a hundred and thirty
You niggas never had none!
I outsmarted you fakers
I know you bitches be hatin
You dressin like you's in Mangas
I know you fuckin with Satan
You niggas mad cause I'm on
You boys trippin we back
You haters talkin that bullshit
Ain’t never been where we at
I got millions invested
Applied knowledge for billions
You mammals regular lizards
I turn colors chameleon
You cowards forming your circles
Don’t want no piece with you haters
I ain't gon’ ask for no spends
I got too many acres
These industry niggas phony
See, I can see through you homie
Already got five Grammy's
I'm tryin'a get me a Tony
I mean a Oscar, you hater
I blood and sweat for this paper
Your system build a nigga up, and then you rob us and rape us
No education, you take us
And then you use us and shake us
And we don’t run fast enough, you lock us up and replace us
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