It Don’t Get No Better Master P (Ft. Black Felon)

[Intro: Master P]
Whoah! Oh No! Don't be scared!
It ain't over til its over nigga
A good soldier prepare for war in a time of piece ya heard me?
Where my niggas at? OVER HERE WHODI!
Where my bitches at? OVER HERE WHODI!
I want ya'll to raise them motherfuckin soldia rags high ya heard me?
What?!

[Chorus]
Nigga it don't get no better, me and my souljas gonna stick together
Rich or poor, poor or rich, No Limit is da army and we won't quit

[Verse 1: Master P]
I see a lot of thugs souljas lose they boots in tha mud
He was only 19, now he doin time for drugs
Now ain't that a bitch, lil' shorty used to rhyme
But now he sittin in a cell droppin quarters, nickels & dimes
Once your dawg gone, then tha cat gonna play
I seen lil momma in tha club shakin that ass everyday
Now she telling me she need some milk for the kids
Now if that wasn't my dawg, u know a player'd be hittin it
See some of these hoes are bitches too
And I would front on my dogs for no bitches or no loot

[Chorus]
Nigga it don't get no better, me and my souljas gonna stick together
Rich or poor, poor or rich, No Limit is da army and we won't quit