After Dollars, No Cents Master P (Ft. Silkk the Shocker)

[Intro]
Come one, come all, TRU niggas ball (I told ya)
I know there's niggas out there waitin' fo' tha fall

[Hook]
After dollars, no cents
From shabs to Benz
From cheddar to cheese
Tryna pay tha rent
After dollars, no cents
From shabs to Benz
From cheddar to cheese
Nigga, tryna pay tha rent

[Verse 1]
I'm a hustla, balla, nigga G's, cut ki's
Gats for enemies, freeze, hundred degrees
Kill, robbery; soldiers, born to ride
Killers, born 2 die; mommas, born to cry
Wild like the lone fuckin' ranger
Niggas from the South keep one up in the chamber
Lord knows when ya enemy is quick
That's why niggas watch a nigga's back, 'cause they gone off that powder, shit
Cane, niggas game, heroin in the vain, fuckin' with there brains
Who the next nigga to get popped by a cop?
Who the next nigga in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
Nigga on my stomach see, muthafuckin', TRU
Soldier 'til I die, fuck it I won't cry
Look my enemy in the eye
Fuck every nigga that ain't real 'cause we 'bout it
And if I have to die 'cause a nigga gon' shout it
I was born a No Limit soldier, from heart
Cowards run they mouth, but killers don't talk