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[Hook x3]Tryin` to make a dollar out of fifteen centsHow come when I was down you wasn`t brown nosin`[Master P]See it`s a fucked up life that I`m livin` inI slang cola cause I didn`t have no dividendsMy baby mama stressin` she don`t wanna slang dopeThe ghetto`s tryin` to kill me which way should I goNow I`m on the corner takin` penitentiary chancesEven though there`s marks on my turf that can`t stand meI think to myself, when should I leaveToo say fuck em` nigga till ya hit my weedI guess I`m a G about my scrilla cause they bashin`Crews know that P is quick to put em` in that casketThe game got me streesin` but the game gon` stress outEven though the task just raid a nigga`s houseTook a loss in the game tryin` to bubble upFind the P deep in the grind slangin` dope fiends double upsAnd pretty soon I`ll be back to a whole thingIf I had to do it again I`d probably do the same thing[Hook x3][RBL]Man it ain`t nothin` but a thang to let ya nuts hangCause in this game a million niggas tried to fuck the same thangI know it be like on, on my blockNiggas must be on the cell while another`s on the short stopIt won`t stop and it won`t quitTell me another quick way for a nigga to check a grip, shitI`m kind of in a rush, it`s kind of like a mustTo get some, in God we trustBein` broke sure ain`t no jokeI barely got enough money to buy me a whole loafNiggas be spendin` money like recordsSo I move from Mike Chester to Girbaud pocketCause a lesson is a nigga will shootNo playin` hoops, he ain`t gon` never see no signs or no quick lootDank costs ten and the drey costs fiveSo I gots have more in my pocket than a nickel and a dime, bitch[Hook x3][Master P]Gold fronts in my mouth, hella dope and got my bags tightBitches on my dick cause they know the P rags are tightBut I ain`t trippin` off no hoochies with no lil` skirtI`d rather deal with them turks, puttin` in workThey caught up in some dirtCause I`m the Ice Cream Man droppin` off hella loadsVanilla, stawberry, cherry bitch I even got Rocky RoadTake yo pick, I know you dope fiends wanna lickBut that`s gon` cost you twenty bones in case you wanna hitI love you, you love meBut this ice cream don`t go for freeIt`s a ten, twenty, fifty, hundred dollar sack or coneAnd if you ain`t spendin` bring yo broke ass onGolds on my vehicle, fools they can`t see me thoughTens for twenty, that`s plenty meet me at the liquor storeFiends want credit but cha` know I can`t fade yaWhen you get cha` cash together call me on my pagerI`m stressin` off the game, I barely gets sleepI just had to bail my lil` partner last weekIn and out of aves gettin` chased by the 5-0Gettin` my hustle on, a way of survivalAnd if I get caught I got playBut I ain`t goin` out without two stones to the head[Hook to end]

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