Master P - Weed & Money скачать видео бесплатно

Lyrics :

-Check this out

-You a playa if you got bitches and

blunts in your house, right?

(right right)

-but you a motherfuckin' TRU g,

if you get the muffins and she pay for the trees

-Understand what I'm sayin', nigga you feel me?

-Ya'll Captain Kirk ass niggaz ain't gonna survive

in this 97 space age hustle

(so what you sayin'?)

(Chorus)

Ya'll live for bitches and blunts

We live for weed and money

(repeat 8x)

(Master P verse 1)

I stack greens like cheese

Smoke weed with g's

Sell cream to fiends

And roll with beams

Playa haters can't take me, hungry

bitches can't break me

God you made me, but ain't no man gone fade me

Got me deep in this game, some niggaz don't change

Have mercy on P, just tryin' to have change

In my pockets I'm knockin', the feds can't stop me

Most hoes they jock me, I got knots in my pockets

Caviar and bitches, 6-4 and switches

Champagne and riches, but cooking keys in kitchens

Mansions with marble floors,

knocking off chocolate hoes

Boots with ignition, Ferraris and drop rolls

I live with killers, dealers and TRU niggaz

No Limit guerrilas, mercenary killers

Beat's by the Pound, haters get clowned

Gone worldwide, but true to the underground

(P and Silkk)

Blow coheva blunts, keep e'm rollin' up

Got your bitch fiening bro, P meaning what

(chorus 8x)

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(Master P verse 2)

I scream with riches, tag teaming with bitches

96 we went gold, haters thought we was finished

97 went platinum, now they screaming NO LIMIT

TRU niggaz don't fall off this only the beginning

(P and Silkk)

Coming up for what, making hella bucks

Niggaz getting bumped or what, counting cash up

Got this game sewed up, niggaz straight up no cut

But ya'll couldn't fuck with us,

ya'll couldn't fuck with us

(Master P)

Swingin' like Titanic, niggaz see us and panic

After big bucks no whami, on our way to the grammy

Ya'll couldn't fuck with

killers, they call us dealers

Niggaz livin' for scrilla, banking with peelas

(P and Silkk)

Army fatigues, niggaz straight like g's

Livin' like soldiers with g's, soldiers at ease

Slangin' fuckin' tapes like keys,

swang 'em just like keys

From Richmond to New Orleans, we be ballin'

Keep them bitches down on they

knees, keep 'em on they knees

Got them smokin' on our weed, but not for free

(chorus 8x)

(Silkk)

Ya'll live for bitches and blunts

I live for weed to make money

Man I want so much cash when I

wake up in the mornin'

I can't even much count it

Silkk the Shocker, or should I say

The black Frank Nitty see,

Oz's to make g's

the mayor gave me and P keys to the city

Livin' an American dream

5 karats on my pinky ring

Ladies wanna make love to me

Niggaz wanna look at me all mean

But it's aaight cause you still wonder

I don't want your old lady

But she still flip me the number, I

wish she'd flip me some money

See um, it's aight to have cash and thangs

Ghetto millionares to live fashion man

600 we gonna be smashin' man

But since I can't spend no bitches

So I need some cash and thangs

(Chorus)