Lirik Lagu Act A Fool - Master P
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[Intro]Yeah nega I'm going rep this motherfucking No Limit to I D.I.ECheck this out niggaI could gave a FUCK what a nigga gotta say about meI could gave a FUCK what the media gotta say about meNigga I ain't got no motherfucking englishI'm from the hoodAnd you know what?If a motherfucker come at me they better come right (you heeeard me?)
[Chorus x 16]
Don't make me act a fool (what!)
[Verse 1]Still posted on the blockStill slangin that cokeStill runnin from the copsStill lettin those bitches knowStill fuckin with your madeBeause blowin that ganjaUptown New Orleans is where them thugs gonna find meRolling with those head bustasMy niggaz spliting wigsA couple fucking g's nigga it can get didStraight from the hoodAnd I represent the streetSend money to the penStill fucking with C (okay!)R.I.P. to the niggaz in the motherfucking dirtWhen I look into their momma's eyes I still see the hurtWhat a nigga supposed to do when his boy get shot?Put the bullets in the can and let that motherfucker pop
[Chorus x 16]
[Verse 3]Thug girls, I put my name on themMe and Jon's like the LakersGoing for three rings in the game on themWe ain't done til it's a dun-daddaAnd I got my own lable so fuck Gucci and Prada niggaI'm underated like Sam CassellBut when the playoffs come nigga I'm gunna be thereCan't fall off because a nigga ain't averageFuck the I.R.S. a nigga still got cabbageKnow how to play the game because the nigga is a ballerLil Jon with the beat (jeah!) and now them hoes wanna call yaI ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quitI'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
[Chorus x 16]
[Verse 4]I still walk through the hood by motherfucking myselfAnd if I have some beef nigga I don't need know helpA nega ain't Puffy and a nigga ain't Ma$eSo give me 50-fe
[Chorus x 16]
Don't make me act a fool (what!)
[Verse 1]Still posted on the blockStill slangin that cokeStill runnin from the copsStill lettin those bitches knowStill fuckin with your madeBeause blowin that ganjaUptown New Orleans is where them thugs gonna find meRolling with those head bustasMy niggaz spliting wigsA couple fucking g's nigga it can get didStraight from the hoodAnd I represent the streetSend money to the penStill fucking with C (okay!)R.I.P. to the niggaz in the motherfucking dirtWhen I look into their momma's eyes I still see the hurtWhat a nigga supposed to do when his boy get shot?Put the bullets in the can and let that motherfucker pop
[Chorus x 16]
[Verse 3]Thug girls, I put my name on themMe and Jon's like the LakersGoing for three rings in the game on themWe ain't done til it's a dun-daddaAnd I got my own lable so fuck Gucci and Prada niggaI'm underated like Sam CassellBut when the playoffs come nigga I'm gunna be thereCan't fall off because a nigga ain't averageFuck the I.R.S. a nigga still got cabbageKnow how to play the game because the nigga is a ballerLil Jon with the beat (jeah!) and now them hoes wanna call yaI ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quitI'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
[Chorus x 16]
[Verse 4]I still walk through the hood by motherfucking myselfAnd if I have some beef nigga I don't need know helpA nega ain't Puffy and a nigga ain't Ma$eSo give me 50-fe
