[ Master P]      Check this out twin, wanna hit me on a beeper   when ya'll ready for that nigga, I got.      Huh nigga what? (You be coughing this shit up)   I'm just a nigga in the dope game   Tryin' to move cocaine   Herion and Weed   And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs      (Chorus)      Tell......Me   Huh nigga what?   I'm just a nigga in the dope game   Tryin' to move cocaine   Herion and weed   And a young nigga tryin' to have thangs      [Fiend]      Who was the first of the brothers   who said no bottle, because a   They crossed a bird   Had to get his hustle on with rocks and herbs   From the curb, I observe   Making tunes, I would be getting Benz and Jewels   You niggas give me room   Before I bring a lots of doom   I be soon to wearing time   17 and getting heavy   Seven fingers like off to find the relly   Oh my felly, my belly   Full of fast food   'cause I know that cash rules my life   To like as twice as the nights   I'm living, Try my life   Fully rusted, Is a chance to get a cop busted   But I stick em' and break it off   So the rest won't test me   Luckily, Never sticking my business   Til' these hoes, And I give my friends living tears   Like my department store, C'mon   (Uhhhhhh)      (Chorus- 2x)      [ Kane and Abel ]      Picture me and Fiend chopping up a half a key   Twenty-Bitches you asked for them, 2-52 for me   I'm bout to get into thuggin', muggin'   Yeah this O.P. chuggin'   You can find me in the hood   Tryin' to slang something   I serve a million Fiends   For million dollar dreams   B.B.S. stretch Lex, Bitch I'm bout my cream   Thunder Weed and Sex   More crack than cracker jack   Silkk, 100-dollar, Tens   Please tell my friend he be right back   They say we hold it down   Like we paralized from the neck down   Slang from sun down to sun down   Smoking A Pound      (Chorus-2x)      (M.P.- Uhhh Nigga this a muthafuckin' 211   don't make it into a 1-80-7 you heard)      [ Kane and Abel ]      This a kidnapp, Don't make it a killing   Put a game til' the game's over   Soldier, Ready and willing, I be letting dissing   To get paid with a gyps of AK's   If you looking for revenge, Better dig two graves   Playa, time to drop some game with the ballers   20 A grams, OZ's, To A balls to quaves   My hustle never stop, uh   Block to Block, Like a nigga sittin' on three keys   Till a rock to rock C'mon      (Chorus-4x)      [ Master P ]      Kane and Abel, Fiend, Master P   It ain't no limit nigga   Clean your dirty money out to good money   You heard, Tryin' to have a thang   From the motherfucking streets to the world   Real niggas take heat, Bout it, Bout it, Rowdy, Rowdy   Uhhhhhh