Sonya C's a trigger happy bitch So don't be talking that fucking Japanese Understand its a jack give up the cash or you'll be swish cheese Master P:
him since Sometimes I don't need my grandma she don't mean no harm Cause she got 12 kids to feed on her own Now I'm stuck up in the ghetto with the hoodrats Trying
Kevin Miller, rest in peace fool Verse 1 Growing up in the Calliope, New Orleans to be exact g I had to pack a gat I thought somebody was out to kill me
say) Verse 1 (Master P) I sell stones out, I'm breaking them got damn phones up Niggas they popping them keys, Master P he fucking ?? Besides them g's
open and one eye closed fool This your first time in jail nigga gone need some friends By the way youngster what's your name [Verse-2] You can call me killer
we ain't sharing our fucking chronic sack put it in my brown pipe, smoke it up like crack A head rush, better duck, once again it's on Master P danked
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Picked up the mobil phone dialed T-R-U Drove myself to the clinic with revenge on my mind Had to stash all my dope and I hid my nine Killa killa killa killa
catch me late night creeping (Chorus) Verse 3 (Master P, Lil'Ric) I can't sleep at night my mind start playing tricks I'm having nightmares the ghetto's trying to kill me
move and choose me But I ain't tripping cause the P packs an oozie (Chorus) Verse 2 Me and my partners mobbing should I say robbing 4 g's and the lack
blast me And pass me up as if you didn't know Representing getting low, P nigga hit the floor Verse 2 (Master P) Sideways through the cut with the gold one's
face cause I'm killin any bitch that see me my old lady keeps paging me tell me turn my self in but that shit can't fade me cause with a hostage I gotta
have latex so I stopped at 7-Eleven That's when I knew the P was marked for a 211 Hoe kept looking over her motherfucking shoulder black That's when I
trunk leaning sideway Tacked out with my 40 on my side g Bumping shit like The Ghetto's Trying to Kill Me See in 94 them bitches can't fade me And to
the ghetto's tryin to kill me Chorus: repeat 2X The ghetto's trin to kill me they might send me to the pen but doing time doesn't scare me (Master P
the days when I used to walk up and down that ghetto maze My fo's got love for me so real for me they'll kill for me I have tendencies to be high when
like an thug suppose You gonna always love my dog even though he got killed [Chorus 2x's] Smile know Kendall I know you miss my nigga [Master P]
go (Chorus) Verse 3 (Master P) Tell me is this heaven, is this hell I ain't LL, but all I hear is funeral bells The ghetto's trying to kill me, a