top and feel the heat from the sun rays Thinking bout the days when I used to walk up and down that ghetto maze My fo's got love for me so real for me
way I survive it ain't no changin' me but me and you could make it let's fix a plate of ghetto love with grits eggs and bacon let me wipe away your ghetto
before we go hustlin', it be kisses and hugs And don't mess with no scrub, cause she love that bud And there ain't no limit to this ghetto love, ya
been to the pen) [C-Murder] Them boys is at it again (Sho') TRU Records came to represent (C-Murder) [Master P] No Limit No Limit [Hook with Master P
down South, where I plants my stash Gold medallions locked up with hash And the best weed you never had, haha I'm, lookin at mu wody its about that time Master P
Cus I got 4 models in the back of my truck 18" Bazooka bumpin my stuff Waking the BLOCK UP! [Verse 3: Master P] Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they
Here lizard, lizard... Master p: Uuggghhhh!!! Me and that nigga mr. magic together We motherfucking bigger than life Real niggas and bitches feel this
Master P Talking] See I've Benn like Goin through a few minor dificulties You know Me and My Girl benn gettin into it She done left I lost a few loved
beggin for favors And we them type of niggas with a whole lot of paper Rolex fuckin shining, diamonds that be blinding Halloway's the type of nigga Master P
bring won't be humble, y'all women and kids won't get no mercy Nigga want r-e-s-p-e-c-t, 'cause a nigga in the ghetto thirsty Certainly, we all scramblin
Eastside up, Eastsidaz Goldie Loc in the house, Lil' Half Dead DJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, misbehave Give it to 'em Dogg What up DMX? Master P?
wit' a coincidence I'm blowin' swishas doin the same thing Six-hundred for some big O's, 400 degrees I'm a ho, Playaz Club, Ice Cube, Master P And since
pride and joy Holdin down for my thugs screamin' nobody would [Chorus (Kardinal)] w/ extra *Method Man sample* at end [Kardinal] Ya love, Yo I'm the mic thug +UR Ghetto
real mayne This for everybody out there searchin for somethin Ain't nothin wrong with makin it out Stay focused, get what you can get man and keep movin Never look back [Master P
when I spit these rhymes I feel like I just did it big Nigga ten years later I still got these kids Most niggas aint keeping it real Ghetto Bill show
they steady throwin stones but I'm alright my nigga The same way they did Christ my nigga But I ain't mad at 'em, they hurtin and I'm alright my nigga [Master P
Master P] I got them thugs in the south, in my hand I got them thugs in the east, in my hand I got the north and the west, in my hand Ghetto Bill got
tonight Ohhhh Kenny started messin up, hangin with the thugs Cuttin class in the fast section, ecstasy, weed and drugs I guess that's how it is, when the ghetto
