Silkk The Shocker - Ghetto 211 lyrics

(feat. Master P) [Master P] We ain't got no money so me an Silkk gon' hit a crack house for some dope, haha Muthaf**in police ain't give a f**, n***as robbin n***as in the ghetto... Armed robbery [Silkk the Shocker] I got twin glock like Tamira and Tia n***a tries to step, try to flex, an you'll get X-ed just like Mia See, I be a gangsta like T, a murdera like C, when you see me bow down, address me a master like P My murderistic tactics got n***as stackin off in the bushes, trees Tryin to get me some G an dope to the hookers It's time for you to puch out, I'm tuggin up in your time card WHy you do what you do, because like times hard It's like here, n***a hop, n***a clips... to the glock I hits yo' block an watch his sh** every stop (It don't stop) b**hes be like aw, off of some dumb sh**, I runs this n***a T-R-U's my click when I come thick I cruise wit (TRU!) a gang of n***as that be down to ride on yo' set n***as be trippin, co*k the teck, an we ride wit yo' bet Best believe I clock G's, n***a no dice, I time the blast, I smash, I'm up in your house [Chorus:] Cuz I'm a hustler, cuz I'm a k**a, who gives a f** if I murder another ghetto n***a Cuz I'm a hustler, cuz I'm a k**a, who gives a f** if I murder another ghetto n***a [Silkk the Shocker (Master P)] Taz tries to hit but I be back up out the back route Me an P countin G's, choppin up keys up in the crack house The baddest 2 brothers since Billy an Jessie James P would you blast (Hell yeah, Silkk would you blast?) if the n***a so much as tests me (Bloom!) Hits them wit all between the seem (Dump the b**h like Hakeem the Dream) I'ma hit that n***a wit 21 (f** it, I'ma hit him wit 17) I got that K with the beam (f** it, I'ma get the cream) Ain't no wrestlin but these n***as like tag-team Be like, 1 for the money (I be like 2 for the dope) be like 3 for all my cash (n***a f** it, get yo' a** on the flo') One eighty-seven that I peels caps (I murder!) n***as get dealed with, n***a hook 'em, how you gon' f** wit n***as we real black (A ghetto robbery) an that's how we ride (On a robbing spree from down South to the Wessyde) [Chorus] [Master P] 1, 2, 3, it's yo' birthday Ain't no love on this muthaf**in first of the month, it's yo' last day See I be jackin, my n***a Silkk be packin I be puttin n***as in body bags, b**h, I ain't actin It's no substitutes on this sh**, this is the real sh** f** what you heard cuz, n***a, I'm ready to k** a b**h You got my cash, gimme the gra**, lovin you hoes? Kiss my a**, it's ninteen ninty-skrilla, b**hes in the body bag It's time to spray ya, spray ya out like Calgon Ain't no love, murder muthaf**a, this ain't no funny farm Down South they jackin,robbed, an they packin Puttin n***as in muthaf**as trunks of the car, who jackin Wanna take a ride, ride around the block, it's time to go, ain't no love where I'm from n***as k**in for that white snow, an yo' b**h I don't love no hoe don't trust no b**h She got Master P on her a** an she'll s** my dick (Damn) Y'all n***as mad cuz I'm famous, it's time to ride, It's time to ride, ain't no love on the South Side [Chorus] [Master P] Y'all n***as better wake-up an smell the muthaf**in coffee I'm not tryin to preach to y'all n***as but I'm tellin y'all n***as Watch ya a** an trust nobody Cuz in the ghetto everybody lives like John Gotti n***a comin up shizort, teck-9's to yo' muthaf**in hizeart n***a live an eye for an eye, you f** me, we gotta f** you An like my n***a Silkk said, it's time to ride I ain't got no money, I might just pull a jack but that's what I might do I'm not tellin you to do that, n***a, do what you gotta do Cuz we Bout It! We rowdy! But who gives a f** if we k** each other, n***a Y'all think about it