Artist: Master P f/ Silkk the Shocker
Album: Ghetto Dope
Song: After Dollars No Cents
Master P
Come 1 Come All, TRU niggas ball (I told ya)
I know there's niggas out there wait'n fo' tha fall
Chorus:
After Dollars, No Cents
From Shabz 2 Benz
From Cheddar 2 Cheeze
Tryna Pay Tha Rent
(x2)
I'm a hustla, balla, nigga gee'z, cut keyz, gats for enemies, freeze, hund
Reds of greens. Kill, robbery soldiaz
Born 2 ride, killaz born 2 die, mommaz born 2 cry
Wild like tha lone fuck'n ranger, niggas from tha South
Keep 1 up in tha chamber. Lord knows when ya enemy is
Quick, that's why niggas watch'n niggas back, cuz they
Gone off that pila shit. Cane, niggas game, heroin in
Tha vain, fuck'n with there brains. Who tha next nigga
Ta get popped by a cop? Who tha next in tha hood 2
Get shot? I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped with a bulletproof. Nigga on my
Stomach see muthafuck'n TRU
Soldia till I die, fuck it I won't cry, look my enemy in
Tha eye. Fuuck every nigga that ain't real, cuz we bout it
& if I have to die cuz a nigga gon' shout it! I was born
A No Limit Soldia from heart. Cowards run they mouth, but
Killaz don't talk
Chorus (x2)
You no Kris, I'm Kros, y'all ran, we walked
No Limit niggas got Ghetto Dope by pounds & balls
Blow'n tapes up in flames, like weed. Got boxed
Albums up like keyz from tha South 2 Overseaz
Nigga, Independent & Rowdy, niggas check billboard
Number 1 & Bout It. That's why niggas tryna get us
On tha radio, now niggas might see tha P on tha
Video, but a niggas still TRU 2 tha gizame. Represent
Tha hood, & every fuck'n nigga that gang-bang. These
Streets iz so real, fool guard ya grill. Smoke 1 fo'
Tha homies that have made it over tha hill, cuz we...
Chorus (x2)
Silkk
After dollarz, no cents. We represent'n No Limit, put
It down rolex, presidential. Nigga ride everythang I done
Sent u. Nigga, I went from riches 2 riches, not muthafuck'n
Rags to riches, cuz I've always had money, plus I've always
Had bitches. Young muthafuckaz tryna get Mojo, nigga act
Like ya muthafuckaz know, cuz I pull a high solo. Hit em
Fo' they gee'z low, lay low, crow. Get a bien 2 go. Why
Ain't you ever know, don't crush dimes, & mo mo's. Nigga
Runnin' from tha po-po's, high from a low low, take a
Trip together to tha ocapulka. But show those, put ya
Breasts right up under my polo's, nigga strapped with a 44'
& I'm solo. To try test'n tha best nut & that's a no no
365 days, 24-7, I'm bout my richez, see money is a must, everything is a plus
Including weed & bitchez
It went from $18.5 a key, not $18.5 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!!!
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