Текст песни Master P f Kane and Abel, Mia X, Mystika - MP Da Last Don
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[Master P]Uhhhhhh, ha haWhere the real niggas atRight chea, right cheaOver there, over there, over there, over thereWhere the real bitches atRight chea, right cheaOver there, over there, over there, over there Where the real niggas atRight chea, right cheaOver there, over there, over there, over thereWhere the real bitches atRight chea, right cheaOver there, over there, over there, over there Where the real niggas atRight chea, right cheaOver there, over there, over there, over there[Mystikal]Nigga, I`m the buzz in your weed and the bubbles in your beerM-Y-S-T-I-kal Its the man right cheaI ain`t the `90 through the `94 Buffallo BillsI ain`t Dennis Rodman`s hair and I ain`t Holyfield`s earI ain`t that damn man you see standin` at the AppolloI ain`t that 298 dollar 60 cent check from McDonald`sBitch I`m the line through the "t" and the dot on the "i"I`m the motherfuckin` crocodile tears when you cryI`m the lightning in bad weather!I`m that nigga in that picture on your girlfriend dresserI ain`t no ho, I ain`t no punk, I ain`t no bitch, I ain`t no fagI ain`t no sucker, I ain`t no trick, I ain`t no snitch, I ain`t no ratI`m that $20,000 a pop every stop when I`m tourin`I`m that "FIRE!" on that last verse of "Make `Em Say UHHH!"I ain`t that same ol` same, ordinary, everyday rapperBitch, I killed Kenny, SO I GUESS I`M THAT BASTARD![Master P]Where the hot boys atRight chea, right cheaOver there, over there, over there, over thereWhere the hot girls atRight chea, right cheaOver there, over there, over there, over there x2[Mia X]I`m the bitch that say bring it on if you want toFrom the city where we known, baby for what we goin doI`m the lady alligator who`s the calm in that waterI`m the migrane in your head bumping harder and harderI`m the floss hard hoe nigga that cocks the squatDead smack on your face like that infrared dotI`m the index finger on the trigger, don`t moveWoops, saw you blink your eyes now you goin make the newsIf I catch you in the club and you start to trippinI`m the fifty brass knuckles that`s goin hit your chinAll the snitchers sitting down with the feds to yapI`m the loud hard chhh on the rat trapI`m the drama in your heart when your people get killedI`m the feeling in your stomach when you get your last mealI`m the hardcore undisputed hip-hop divaI`m the lady on report card day I`m Mama Mia[Master P]Where the real niggas atWhere they at, where they atRight chea, right cheaOver there, over thereWhere the real bitches atRight chea, right cheaOver there, over thereWhere they at, where they at[Silkk The Shocker]Ahhhhhhh!I`m the past that always seems to come back and haunt yaI`m the four five carrier, mister grenade launcherI`m the nigga with the gun, that reacts where the dollar atI`m the nigga with the six hundred everybody`s tryin to holler atI be the bookie that you pay niggas to keep off your assI be the reason why you didn`t pass, the reason why you cut classI be the reason why they buried ya, and carried yaI be the nigga that put the wood in your fianceThe reason why she didn`t marry yaI be the nigga that trying to keep round, and hang around your sisterI be the nigga they call Silkk The Shocker, you might call me MISTER!Now I got a drop top, I`m a ghetto wise guyMilitary minding, front lining, all up for a drive byCase over like the last don, like all the cash goneAnswer wrong, cause I`m the little brother of the last donLittle bitch can`t mix, flip shit, loose lips sink shipsPlus I gotta pair of seamans shoes, can I make fit, your a fake bitchKeep my ice wrist, keep her tight bitch, between the triggerKeep a tight grip, infared on my shit so I don`t missNow I`m that razor that cuts the dope, it aint nothin but a 504Member the one they call Vito, yeah that`s me (you know)