lirik lagu master p – lil $horty
[verse]
ayy, ayy, ayy
brrrberryshorty, yeah, b-tch, i love my .40
last n-gga playing i had to take him out his glory
had to cut that b-tch off, yeah, she wasn’t for me
n-ggas they go missin’, turn his -ss into a story
play with who? lil’ b-tch, sh-t get hectic
in a benz, vroom, vroom, i just wrecked it
i just hit for the safe in some red bottoms
threw that n-gga in the woods and forgot about him
n-gga, you don’t want no smoke with the gang, b-tch
b-tch, i’m on the run, i just hopped on the plane, b-tch
let this draco shake, i don’t gotta aim, b-tch
my lil’ n-gga insane, he take anything (free my n-gga tay)
b-tch i’m married to the juice, i bought that b-tch a ring (yeah i’m lovin’ tech)
turn that n-gga granny house to a gun range (bow-bow)
n-ggas get shot in the face just for lookin’ strange (bow-bow)
left that n-gga traumatized, he seen his partner brains (fa-fa, ay)
what the f-ck i look like hangin’ with you lames? (ooh)
sippin’ on this lean, b-tch i got my weight up (my weight up)
draco make a n-gga lean, he get sprayed up (he get sprayed up)
b-tch i’m ballin’ on these hoes like a layup (like a layup)
ridin’ round la, i got the ‘k tucked (i got the ‘k tucked)
homicide squad, my n-gga made the f-ckin’ news (the f-ckin’ news)
since you duckin’ sh-t, we put your n-gga on the news (on the f-ckin’ news)
boy, these ain’t no air forces, b-tch these some rafs (raf simons, b-tch)
choppa with a long clip, split your -ss in half (in half, b-tch)
got the glock on my hip, smokin’ boofy, yuh
mickey mouse clubhouse, you a goofy, yuh
get your -ss left, monkey nuts on the slee
i been flexin’ like a b-tch, i never had sh-t
i never had nothin’
we shoot sh-t for fun, yuh
momma on my -ss, she said, “put that cup down”
bust a choppa at the show, shut that b-tch down
i used to f-ck with the n-gga, but he a rat now (he’s a rat now)
used to be broke as f-ck, i got that sack now (i got that sack now)
b-tch i smoke cookies, n-gga i don’t eat ’em (ay, ay)
i ain’t f-ckin’ with these n-ggas, i don’t need ’em (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i with the ku klux klan, we walk n-ggas down (bow)
p-ssy n-ggas they get nervous when we come around (ooh)
master p, my n-ggas ’bout it, yeah they catching bodies (gang, gang)
you n-ggas ain’t ’bout it, these n-ggas ain’t ’bout it
these n-ggas they p-ssy, these n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
i keep my gun on my hip like it’s stuck to me
i hung up in the b-tch face, she tryna f-ck on me
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