Lirik Lagu Time To Check My Crackhouse - Master P
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[Chorus x 4]
Time To Check My Crackhouse, my crackhouse, my crackhouse
[Verse 1]
The P rat a tatIt's time to start checkin' shitI'm the wrong nigga in the projects to be fuckin' withMan get that Mack-11It's time for some dramaAny nigga come up short with the cheese gonna see his mommaGone off that posit and slippin' that 4I'm bout ta lay it down with this muthafuckin' toyYou bitches better break me off my money cuz I'm crazyGirl you ain't got my cashYou won't see your babyPut my dope in the baggies I mean the bundle upDollar bills in my fuckin' pocket tightly crumbled up50's in my mouth got my goddamn tongueRemember when I walk on the setBitch I'm gonna leave you dumbBreak me off my cashI ain't takin' no shortsI'm aimin' that Tek-9 right at your heartAin't no fuckin' return from the deadI'm ready to kill bitchI'm the wrong nigga in the game to be fuckin' withI'm kickin' doors downTryna' get my moneyLeavin' fiends on the groundFace down like dummiesYou better have the cashor your ass in the body bagKilla murda muthafuckaI ain't runnin' from the tadsRat-a-tat-tat is the sound from my gatI told you muthafuckas that you won't be coming backYou came up short with the muthafuckin' gritsThat's why yo ass got caught up in some gangsta shitCall me the black ramboCuz I don't give a fuckAnd just like my boy saidYo ass got pluckedYou shoulda came right with my moneyYou started smokin'That's why I had to break you off some tokensSo jump on the bus ride to hell bitchI'm gonna let your know who the fuck you be fuckin' withTha M-A-STER to the muthafuckin' PAnd I ain't takin' no shorts with ya'll niggas with my D
[Chorus x 4]
[Verse 2]
Went Into the crackhouse and opened up the safeOne nigga at the door lookin' at me hellah fakeI played it all like it was fuckin good GThat's when I told my manHit 'em with the oozi!That's it1-2-times rat a tattaOne nigga on the ground lookin' like a eggo platerBut I ain't even trippin'Gotta show them I ain't fakin'Cuz if these other niggas get me for some baconI started counting my dopeEverything was cool blackHeaded to the frontGot them fiends walkin' in the backI ain't even trippin'Ain't no time to serve these fiendsI got 40 g's and two fuckin' keysheaded to the bienz to put the fuckin' cash upJumped on the freeway nigga fuckin' dashed broThink I see the rollers behind me through the rear-viewBut I ain't even trippin' cuz I ran through clear viewStopped at Egg-Zone tried to get some gasThat's when I see two robbers on my assPlayed it all coldTold B to get that pistolJumped back in the bienz shoulda seen they head whistleI wen't back to the house and my homie want some flourI ain't Scarface but got the money and the powerThey call me Nino BrownOr fuckin' Frank NittyBut if you come up shortThere's gonna be some shit up in my city
[chorus x 4]
Am I My Brothers Keep (x 6)
Time To Check My Crackhouse, my crackhouse, my crackhouse
[Verse 1]
The P rat a tatIt's time to start checkin' shitI'm the wrong nigga in the projects to be fuckin' withMan get that Mack-11It's time for some dramaAny nigga come up short with the cheese gonna see his mommaGone off that posit and slippin' that 4I'm bout ta lay it down with this muthafuckin' toyYou bitches better break me off my money cuz I'm crazyGirl you ain't got my cashYou won't see your babyPut my dope in the baggies I mean the bundle upDollar bills in my fuckin' pocket tightly crumbled up50's in my mouth got my goddamn tongueRemember when I walk on the setBitch I'm gonna leave you dumbBreak me off my cashI ain't takin' no shortsI'm aimin' that Tek-9 right at your heartAin't no fuckin' return from the deadI'm ready to kill bitchI'm the wrong nigga in the game to be fuckin' withI'm kickin' doors downTryna' get my moneyLeavin' fiends on the groundFace down like dummiesYou better have the cashor your ass in the body bagKilla murda muthafuckaI ain't runnin' from the tadsRat-a-tat-tat is the sound from my gatI told you muthafuckas that you won't be coming backYou came up short with the muthafuckin' gritsThat's why yo ass got caught up in some gangsta shitCall me the black ramboCuz I don't give a fuckAnd just like my boy saidYo ass got pluckedYou shoulda came right with my moneyYou started smokin'That's why I had to break you off some tokensSo jump on the bus ride to hell bitchI'm gonna let your know who the fuck you be fuckin' withTha M-A-STER to the muthafuckin' PAnd I ain't takin' no shorts with ya'll niggas with my D
[Chorus x 4]
[Verse 2]
Went Into the crackhouse and opened up the safeOne nigga at the door lookin' at me hellah fakeI played it all like it was fuckin good GThat's when I told my manHit 'em with the oozi!That's it1-2-times rat a tattaOne nigga on the ground lookin' like a eggo platerBut I ain't even trippin'Gotta show them I ain't fakin'Cuz if these other niggas get me for some baconI started counting my dopeEverything was cool blackHeaded to the frontGot them fiends walkin' in the backI ain't even trippin'Ain't no time to serve these fiendsI got 40 g's and two fuckin' keysheaded to the bienz to put the fuckin' cash upJumped on the freeway nigga fuckin' dashed broThink I see the rollers behind me through the rear-viewBut I ain't even trippin' cuz I ran through clear viewStopped at Egg-Zone tried to get some gasThat's when I see two robbers on my assPlayed it all coldTold B to get that pistolJumped back in the bienz shoulda seen they head whistleI wen't back to the house and my homie want some flourI ain't Scarface but got the money and the powerThey call me Nino BrownOr fuckin' Frank NittyBut if you come up shortThere's gonna be some shit up in my city
[chorus x 4]
Am I My Brothers Keep (x 6)
