(Master P talking) haha Mr MR Rogers of the neighborhood should I say that nigga that's uuuuggghhhh bout it bout it I'm rowdy rowdy I'm rowdy nigga The mothafucking Ice Cream Man in this bitch Master P in here with my girl Mia X We bout to lay down some shit once again for ya'll motherfuckers We bout to lay down some rules And we got these 2 little niggas that don't give a fuck about none of ya -Ready to blast on ya bitches -With this gangsta shit -watch your back nigga, my little niggas Kane & Abel -some of ya'll know them as double vision -but ya better realize once again its on -TRU niggas in this bitch, we ain't taking no shit for the 9 scrilla -Its all about smoking blunts, blowing on that swishy sweet -Notice I said swishy sweet nigga -When I do these fucking 187's, murder -Down south in the mothafucking swamp, we down there hustling bitch -Rolling on triple gold -But niggas don't give a fuck about none of ya niggas -That ain't real, that ain't true to the motherfucking gizzame -But ya niggas that's bout it bout it and all ya real niggas out there -Ya'll gone feel this shit cause it don't get no realer than this -Once again its on nigga
(Kane & Abel)
Introducing the mafioso of New Orleans Kane & Abel balling My gangsta shit sell like Air Jordan Ain't that a bitch, straight out the parrish whipping ass like Tyson Gun fighting slanging ice and fucking hoes like Peabo Bryson Latinos counting cinos I murder Al Pacino What these bitches boosting up shut them down like casinos Getting murderous like the Menendez brothers Dumb mothafuckas banging these hoes without no rubbers And busters hate me like some bump weed Cause babies dropping out they old ladies looking like me Sporting Tommy's and Polos weed blows out my nose Never sweating in my good clothes behind these fucking hoes Who run this Master P, KLC slanging birds So stop stunting dog bitch calm your nerves Born a crack baby grew up to be a g Whip that ass like I had a badge from NOPD Like a second line gangsta niggas with 9's follow me MC approaches I bury those cockroaches Buck buck I got you fucked up like angel dust In gacks we trust cause niggas bleed just like us
(Chorus)
Its time to get the gack again Cause pussy ass niggas getting jealous again, again Its time to get strapped again Because them nappy head hoes getting jealous again, again
(Mia X)
I got that fucking regulator busting lyrical rhymes at all you playa haters Fade ya made ya bow down to this slayer Lady alligator still wetting up your earhole With harmonizing gun blows still stomping out the NO Hoes talk that shit but clear the way Because they know I'm getting richer and bagging chips so call me Ms Fri-O-Lay Mia X gots to flex and leave them hanging diamond rocks ?? be banging my name is reighning I'm slanging this with No Limit So you can talk that shit you raunchy bitch but just remember Who finish, me running with these look alike niggas The bad girl behind the trigger getting wreck its the 9 sister
(Kane)
Rolling 4 deep strapped in the black Montero Shorting bright like Alfonso Ribiero but bitch I'm ghetto Give me no heroin baby roll blunt after blunt Fuck around and roll a thousand swishes in one month You buster ass niggas I ain't scared of death Had a dream I got stressed and blew up your whole project Ask Mia X got bookoo checks I'm like them got to get them papers like them crackers in them skyscrapers Hitting switches avoiding bitches and them playa haters And its time to get strapped again Kane & Abel got the gack and we back again
(Chorus)
(Abel) Take away them chains and pain What remains ?? the king keep a 9 in his grave I seen so many soldiers I swore it was Beirut Them gang signs salute, clack clack they shoot The south coast you bleed if you wanna succeed And I can have your fucking head in my lap for 10 g's And you can ask the governor's name its nigga please And even out in Cali Sam Sneed recognize me Take it to the streets cause that's where I'm from And niggas with gold teeth no I ain't the one Niggas give me what you got I ain't got a fucking thing And back in 91 I jack bitches for medallion earrings So crappy headed nappy headed hoes get back Cause its a 10 to 1 chance that you might get smacked Bitch
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(Master P talking) haha Mr MR Rogers of the neighborhood should I say that nigga that's uuuuggghhhh bout it bout it I'm rowdy rowdy I'm rowdy nigga The mothafucking Ice Cream Man in this bitch Master P in here with my girl Mia X We bout to lay down some shit once again for ya'll motherfuckers We bout to lay down some rules And we got these 2 little niggas that don't give a fuck about none of ya -Ready to blast on ya bitches -With this gangsta shit -watch your back nigga, my little niggas Kane & Abel -some of ya'll know them as double vision -but ya better realize once again its on -TRU niggas in this bitch, we ain't taking no shit for the 9 scrilla -Its all about smoking blunts, blowing on that swishy sweet -Notice I said swishy sweet nigga -When I do these fucking 187's, murder -Down south in the mothafucking swamp, we down there hustling bitch -Rolling on triple gold -But niggas don't give a fuck about none of ya niggas -That ain't real, that ain't true to the motherfucking gizzame -But ya niggas that's bout it bout it and all ya real niggas out there -Ya'll gone feel this shit cause it don't get no realer than this -Once again its on nigga
(Kane & Abel)
Introducing the mafioso of New Orleans Kane & Abel balling My gangsta shit sell like Air Jordan Ain't that a bitch, straight out the parrish whipping ass like Tyson Gun fighting slanging ice and fucking hoes like Peabo Bryson Latinos counting cinos I murder Al Pacino What these bitches boosting up shut them down like casinos Getting murderous like the Menendez brothers Dumb mothafuckas banging these hoes without no rubbers And busters hate me like some bump weed Cause babies dropping out they old ladies looking like me Sporting Tommy's and Polos weed blows out my nose Never sweating in my good clothes behind these fucking hoes Who run this Master P, KLC slanging birds So stop stunting dog bitch calm your nerves Born a crack baby grew up to be a g Whip that ass like I had a badge from NOPD Like a second line gangsta niggas with 9's follow me MC approaches I bury those cockroaches Buck buck I got you fucked up like angel dust In gacks we trust cause niggas bleed just like us
(Chorus)
Its time to get the gack again Cause pussy ass niggas getting jealous again, again Its time to get strapped again Because them nappy head hoes getting jealous again, again
(Mia X)
I got that fucking regulator busting lyrical rhymes at all you playa haters Fade ya made ya bow down to this slayer Lady alligator still wetting up your earhole With harmonizing gun blows still stomping out the NO Hoes talk that shit but clear the way Because they know I'm getting richer and bagging chips so call me Ms Fri-O-Lay Mia X gots to flex and leave them hanging diamond rocks ?? be banging my name is reighning I'm slanging this with No Limit So you can talk that shit you raunchy bitch but just remember Who finish, me running with these look alike niggas The bad girl behind the trigger getting wreck its the 9 sister
(Kane)
Rolling 4 deep strapped in the black Montero Shorting bright like Alfonso Ribiero but bitch I'm ghetto Give me no heroin baby roll blunt after blunt Fuck around and roll a thousand swishes in one month You buster ass niggas I ain't scared of death Had a dream I got stressed and blew up your whole project Ask Mia X got bookoo checks I'm like them got to get them papers like them crackers in them skyscrapers Hitting switches avoiding bitches and them playa haters And its time to get strapped again Kane & Abel got the gack and we back again
(Chorus)
(Abel) Take away them chains and pain What remains ?? the king keep a 9 in his grave I seen so many soldiers I swore it was Beirut Them gang signs salute, clack clack they shoot The south coast you bleed if you wanna succeed And I can have your fucking head in my lap for 10 g's And you can ask the governor's name its nigga please And even out in Cali Sam Sneed recognize me Take it to the streets cause that's where I'm from And niggas with gold teeth no I ain't the one Niggas give me what you got I ain't got a fucking thing And back in 91 I jack bitches for medallion earrings So crappy headed nappy headed hoes get back Cause its a 10 to 1 chance that you might get smacked Bitch
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