Pop! - Feel Me lyrics

[Chorus 4X: Master P] I won't stop 'til they feel me dawg They can't knock a n***a hustle they gotta k** me dawg [Master P] You can find me on the block my n***a Ain't nuttin changed, still runnin from the cops my n***a I feel like B.I.G. and 'Pac my n***a "All Eyez on Me," but I got this n***a P. Miller shoes, camou' top my n***a I'm from the hood so I'm strapped with two Glocks my n***a You wanna scrap but I don't box my n***a Black Sopranos up in here and you get popped my n***a I told Bob hold me a spot my n***a Case these industry b**hes try to stop a n***a Try to sue me but I'm on top my n***a Bentley Coupe, P. Miller rims, convertible top my n***a Keep my enemies close and watch my friends And I'ma rep the New No Limit 'til the casket bend We did it once, we'll do it again I don't follow I lead my n***a I set trends [Chorus] [Pop] Yo, all you blacks in white, I promise you these two techs create Enough firepower to make a coward's chest deflate See Poppa pull up to yo' sets and spray, so you ain't gotta be On public housing to get yo' section ate/eight - ayyyy Now won't you chumps go dare front for? Get dumped on tryin to knock my hustle like a front do' Punk no, you better come off my bread pronto Fo' my guns blow and leave cats wetter than panchos The head honcho, from low peels to s** or gra** I bleed on blocks like tampons and maxi-pads Until I'm sleepin on stacks of cash - my triggers Are like n***as around strippers they'll snap ya a** Keep actin bad, the two-buck can eat ya whole crew up So you ain't gotta come down to Houston to get Screwed Up I move more yellow on the block than a school bus So if you need a clique to hate on then don't choose us [Chorus]