hope you strapped 'cause you might get jacked Ghett, ghett, ghett, ghetto dope (Ma-ma-ma-ma make crack like this) Ghett, ghetto dope Ghett, ghett, ghetto
Tercüme: Master P. Ghetto D.
5 fo' me see'n P ta do a show, act like y'all know. Ghetto millionaire, ship & guard tha dope. Master P You know me, we have Silkk & P, ugggggggghhh
fame you are lookin' for. I mean the next generation, ya' heard me? Are you ready? [Yes I Am!!!!] 1st Verse: [Master P -- Fiend] Master P: Somebody
Oh a nigga wanna shoot at my set and miss me and then think it's all fuckin good, huh nigga what huh, which one of ya'll niggas huh, what [Master P]
Burbans and the Cadillac's With the tens and twelves bumpin in the back This is for the players smokin doolamac Slappin skins, makin dividends and riding strapped [Master P
-Master P- (talking) Yo, Boo, uh, I know I ain't never told you this before but, uh, I was just trying to get my hustle on. But you know what? I just
the world Love, peace, and brotherhood Soldiers, high ashes to survival Master P To open up a path to reality For some, judgement [Master P] The devil
vein, pumpk nickel plated bullets and this ghetto got me stressed (stressed), cuz niggas that you know ( bitches) will rob you blind & leave you to rest. Chorus: [Master P
move to Jamaica Im sittin on wheels only Mayhem and Asia Young age also like Paul No offend plus they givin me the ball (Im ballin) [Hook: Master P] [Outro: Master P
Some say the blind lead the blind. But in the ghetto you never know, When it's gon be yo time. [Sons of Funk, Mo B. Dick, O'dell] Sittin at the ghetto
But chall cant make no money Cause yall niggas BUSTAS! Hahm Bra The game wont change Yall niggas mad cause Master P got some change Seen a nigga in the ghetto
might get jacked [Chorus: repeat all 4X] Ghett Ghett Ghett Ghetto Dope Ma Ma Ma Ma Make Crack like this Ghett Ghetto Dope [Silkk the Shocker] My phone
Who dis is? Nigga, this Rappin 4-Tay, who is this? Oh dis P P?! *said with disbelief* Yeah dis P! P?! (Yeah) Well if this P lemme hear ya say ungggggggggggh
This is a ghetto public announcement (weed smokers) Roll your blunts tight And light your joints Inhale...slowly exhale And that's how you get high. (
true bitch nigga down to hustle From plan B [Mia X] Like that nigga [Master P] Like that nigga [Mia X] But only if you bout it Master P: Only if you
[Master P] (Only time will tell nigga when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)(4X) When i die nigga don't wanna go to hell though I been out here hustling
t stop my pay Stop all the hatin i can't take it no more Im just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for Verse 1: master p Pop the
