So Many Souls Deceased Lyrics by Master P
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((Posted by: WesleyJr@aol.com))OK you wanna go to war with meI take you to warI told you I don't kill no mothafucking kidsLook at you now you stupid fuck you stupid fuck.[Chorus x2]I done seen so many souls deceasedThat's why I ride with alot of killers with me[Master P]The Last Don be my nameI feel I'm trapped in the gameAlot of shit done changedTo protect the guilty in the dope gameSuch as getting paidNigga turning to the feds niggaIts a risky business the mob putting heartsAss in niggaz beds niggaAnd homies going sourTake 'em to the pen and they cowardsI'm not ScarfaceBut after the money and the powerAnd ask yourself who's the realest nigga you knowAnd if you ask me it be some niggaz out the CalliopeLike Glenn Miss, Sam Scuddy, PeeweeL. Broadnax, Slim some dead some in jail, GCause this game is so realAnd niggaz hustle like the Last Don until they get killed[Chorus x4][The Commission]Syndicated crime at its finestStarted off dimelessI bless the mic deviceAnd now my ice got you blindedI stone the liquor so thing this shit is a gimmickThe Last Don and The Commission T-S-O click and No LimitFrom start to finish for this paper look I'm all in itRules in the game I bent in in a tank that can't be dentedDrama we always in it cause many niggaz be P-H'nMad that's why they busting they ass we on vacationThe unexpected done happened nigga we blowing upSoundtracks and platinum platsWhoa there ain't no holding usGive a fuck if ya like me care less if you don'tBitch respect the flame in the tank making this bitch jump[Chorus x4][The Commision]The shit about to slow we livingLike malt liquors in and out of court niggazThe Commission on a money making positionA team of street smart niggazLiving this triple beam dreamGodfather bless a nigga with weightNow we havin' okay receiving shipments in by the cratesIts that organized goodguy goodfella shitThe other level living like better shitThey crime family can barely ride hustling to gather shitAin't nobody seperates Spiral and No LimitThe Last Don and the Commission in this money making position[The Commision]I put 4-5 slugs in niggaz neck niggaz respect anothe casualtyI live my life jaggedly and carry myself savagelyBoy ya'll ain't fucking with no run of theMill niggaz hossWe kill niggaz We killAs a little nigga by my waist under my HilfiggerI'm trying to make a multimillion come up before I'm deadA twiseted No Limit wanted soldiersSo holler when ya listeningI put it on these dreads in my headThe Commission can't be fadedWith the Last Don in my corner itsA sign the nigga made it[Chorus x2]
((Posted by: WesleyJr@aol.com))OK you wanna go to war with meI take you to warI told you I don't kill no mothafucking kidsLook at you now you stupid fuck you stupid fuck.[Chorus x2]I done seen so many souls deceasedThat's why I ride with alot of killers with me[Master P]The Last Don be my nameI feel I'm trapped in the gameAlot of shit done changedTo protect the guilty in the dope gameSuch as getting paidNigga turning to the feds niggaIts a risky business the mob putting heartsAss in niggaz beds niggaAnd homies going sourTake 'em to the pen and they cowardsI'm not ScarfaceBut after the money and the powerAnd ask yourself who's the realest nigga you knowAnd if you ask me it be some niggaz out the CalliopeLike Glenn Miss, Sam Scuddy, PeeweeL. Broadnax, Slim some dead some in jail, GCause this game is so realAnd niggaz hustle like the Last Don until they get killed[Chorus x4][The Commission]Syndicated crime at its finestStarted off dimelessI bless the mic deviceAnd now my ice got you blindedI stone the liquor so thing this shit is a gimmickThe Last Don and The Commission T-S-O click and No LimitFrom start to finish for this paper look I'm all in itRules in the game I bent in in a tank that can't be dentedDrama we always in it cause many niggaz be P-H'nMad that's why they busting they ass we on vacationThe unexpected done happened nigga we blowing upSoundtracks and platinum platsWhoa there ain't no holding usGive a fuck if ya like me care less if you don'tBitch respect the flame in the tank making this bitch jump[Chorus x4][The Commision]The shit about to slow we livingLike malt liquors in and out of court niggazThe Commission on a money making positionA team of street smart niggazLiving this triple beam dreamGodfather bless a nigga with weightNow we havin' okay receiving shipments in by the cratesIts that organized goodguy goodfella shitThe other level living like better shitThey crime family can barely ride hustling to gather shitAin't nobody seperates Spiral and No LimitThe Last Don and the Commission in this money making position[The Commision]I put 4-5 slugs in niggaz neck niggaz respect anothe casualtyI live my life jaggedly and carry myself savagelyBoy ya'll ain't fucking with no run of theMill niggaz hossWe kill niggaz We killAs a little nigga by my waist under my HilfiggerI'm trying to make a multimillion come up before I'm deadA twiseted No Limit wanted soldiersSo holler when ya listeningI put it on these dreads in my headThe Commission can't be fadedWith the Last Don in my corner itsA sign the nigga made it[Chorus x2]