Master P
(Drvmlord)
I know my big mama proud of me (Proud of me)
All of them niggas that doubted me (Doubted me)
The lick that we hit like a lottery
The karma that come from the robberies
sh*t on these niggas 'cause they the ones doubted me
sh*t on these crackers 'cause they the ones shackled me
Want me to tell it, but can't get it out of me
I'm finna trap, go to rappin' like Master P
Make 'em say, "Uh, uh"
Glock with a drum (Fah-fah-fah)
Go rum-pa-pum-pum (Bah-bah)
What's your set? Where you from? (Where you from?)
You don't want no problem
Backwood my ganja
Glock 9, lil' Rondo
I'm from the jungle
I used to trap with the raw in the Breezeway, I make a law do a speed chase (Skrrt)
Federal units pursue on the freeway, then turn that b**ch to a feet chase (Ayy, come here)
Don't follow directions, I come from a section where we gon' go fetch it like each way (Each way)
In the V.I.P. lookin' like I'm a sweepstakes
I'm the chosen one, nigga, cheesecake
Nigga, hold your tongue, that's the G way
Got a stolen gun in the booth with me
My phone's on like a DJ on replay
And I ain't have no father figure, I was in the trenches the street way
Before they dropped that iPhone, had the Glock on on a prepaid
I know my big mama proud of me
All of them niggas that doubted me (Doubted me)
The lick that we hit like a lottery (Lottery)
The karma that come from the robberies (Robberies)
sh*t on these niggas 'cause they the ones doubted me
sh*t on these crackers 'cause they the ones shackled me
Want me to tell it, but can't get it out of me
I'm finna trap, go to rappin' like Master P
Make 'em say, "Uh, uh" (Uh)
Glock with a drum (Fah-fah-fah)
Go rum-pa-pum-pum (Bah-bah)
What's your set? Where you from? (Where you from?)
You don't want no problem (Nuh-uh)
Backwood my ganja
Glock 9, lil' Rondo
I'm from the jungle (9th Street)
Haha, I rock with that
