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hahahahahathat nigga Master P back in the house for the 9-5 shotwell take a step into this madness that we call the dope gameRichmond, California where us youngstas slang that cocaineand we be hoppin it up and choppin it up and rockin it upto tens, twenties, fifties, and hundreds to make our profits broroll through the town talking shit, get your wig splitespecially when fucking with another niggas divendendsI mean them George Washington, them Lincoln, Hamilton, Jefferson,Grant, Ben Franklinsfind your ass in the trunk with your motherfuck corpse stankin, hahathe ghetto`s trying to kill meand if you live to see 95 most of ya`ll fools can feel mecome take a ride in my 6-4I`m not Dr. Dre but Richmond, California`s death rowyou got niggas packin heatand fiends on every corner trying to make them ends meetand the game get thickerwhen you think its all gooddown bows another niggato the grave 6 feet deepI`ve never seen a man cry but I`m not Scarface Gbut I`ve seen alot of niggas dieRichmond, California the town of the homicidegot me caught up in a shufflesellin crack to my people, just an everyday hustleI`m too deep to quitcause the game giva a young nigga like me profitsdead presidentsstill trying to make a dollar out of 15 centsdead presidentsstill trying to make a dollar out of 15 centsblood shot red eyes off that dank gettin toastedkhakis wear up creased motherfuckin shirt half way openand on my stomach spells T-R-Uthat`s my click motherfucker, in other words that`s my crewthat jumped out this game of crackto get into this game of rap, to put us on the mapand we aint takin no shortsindependent worlwide and us niggas hella rollgettin paid like the bank, cook it up like crankdistribute it to the world like some motherfucking dankbut there`s always some sucka ass busta playa hatinmother fucker runnin up talking bout you all that niggayou can`t rap nigga, insane fool on crackI get more bitches than you, fools cock 22I cock A-K`s make niggas run for they dueceand them blue signs is thickercause when you think it`s all over, I be the bounty pickerwiping niggas up like soap, niggas can never gowhen you fools was fadin, I was sendin niggas to death rowcommittin homicides and drive-byslivin with ?????but still slanging that fuckin pieand got more bitches than youso what the fuck you runnin on my settalking that hoe shit fooland No Limit only means the beginning cause when the other niggas is fadingwe just beginninggot more juice than ojaygot more four than fourplaygot more game than M.J.and like Cube say today will be a good day25 G`s for a keyhook it up and meet King George, 23rd streetstraight up A-1 sola, no yola, hella foldaain`t no motherfuckin soda, cook it up like grenolaand we bout to chop the top offthis motherfuckin fire bird, ???????oh, and them hoes is the side showand bustas gettin beat downniggas ain`t from the town, hoes gettin clownedand we sicker than sickerytricker than trickerycatch you slippin bitch than you historycuase I got a bunch of niggas that shoot it up for with meI got a bunch of killas watchin out for Pand the game get deephow can you stop when these niggas out to get your greenyou gotta watch your assand if you rollin on them thangs nigga, you better watch real fastand watch close to your enemycause it might be the same nigga sittin right next to you Gand the game gets sad6 feet deep might be lying your dog asstrying to get that cash, trying to move fastbut don`t tell a nigga where your stashyou know what I`m saying if ya`ll in the gameto all my niggas out their in the gameya`ll know how it go, watch your motherfucking assstack more money than you can and get out quick, if you can(chorus plays as P talks)yea, I got to say whats up to all my niggas out their in the Richknow what I`m sayinall my niggas out there in Oakland, Friscoand all them hustlas thats rollin with methe TRU click, King George, C-Murder, Calli-G, Silkk, Big Edand ya`ll know the Ice Cream Man is outtie 5,000got to say what up to K-Lou for whippin this ol` dope ass shit

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Dead Presidents

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