Lirik Lagu Ghetto 211 - Silkk The Shocker F/ Master P
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[Master P]We ain't got no moneyso me an Silkk gon' hit a crack house for some dope, hahaMuthafuckin police ain't give a fuck,niggas robbin niggas in the ghetto...Armed robbery
[Silkk the Shocker]I got twin glock like Tamira and TiaNigga tries to step, try to flex, an you'll get X-ed just like MiaSee, I be a gangsta like T, a murdera like C,when you see me bow down, address me a master like PMy murderistic tactics got niggas stackin off in the bushes, treesTryin to get me some G an dope to the hookersIt's time for you to puch out, I'm tuggin up in your time cardWHy you do what you do, because like times hardIt's like here, nigga hop, nigga clips... to the glockI hits yo' block an watch his shit every stop (It don't stop)Bitches be like aw, off of some dumb shit, I runs thisNigga T-R-U's my click when I come thick I cruise wit(TRU!) a gang of niggasthat be down to ride on yo' setNiggas be trippin, cock the teck, an we ride wit yo' betBest believe I clock G's, nigga no dice, I time the blast,I smash, I'm up in your house
Chorus:Cuz I'm a hustler, cuz I'm a killa, who gives a fuckif I murder another ghetto niggaCuz I'm a hustler, cuz I'm a killa, who gives a fuckif I murder another ghetto nigga
[Silkk the Shocker]Taz tries to hit but I be back up out the back routeMe an P countin G's, choppin up keys up in the crack houseThe baddest 2 brothers since Billy an Jessie JamesP would you blast(Master P: Hell yeah, Silkk would you blast?)if the nigga so much as tests me (Bloom!)Hits them wit all between the seem(Master P: Dump the bitch like Hakeem the Dream)I'ma hit that nigga wit 21(Master P: Fuck it, I'ma hit him wit 17)I got that K with the beam(Master P: Fuck it, I'ma get the cream)Ain't no wrestlin but these niggas like tag-teamBe like, 1 for the money(Master P: I be like 2 for the dope)be like 3 for all my cash(Master P: Nigga fuck it, get yo' ass on the flo')One eighty-seven that I peels caps(Master P: I murder!)Niggas get dealed with, nigga hook 'em,how you gon' fuck wit niggas we real black(Master P: A ghetto robbery)an that's how we ride(Master P: On a robbing spree from down South to the Wessyde)
Chorus
[Master P]1, 2, 3, it's yo' birthdayAin't no love on this muthafuckin first of the month,it's yo' last daySee I be jackin, my nigga Silkk be packinI be puttin niggas in body bags, bitch, I ain't actinIt's no substitutes on this shit, this is the real shitfuck what youheard cuz, nigga, I'm ready to kill a bitchYou got my cash, gimme the grass, lovin you hoes?Kiss my ass, it's ninteen ninty-skrilla, bitches in the body bagIt's time to spray ya, spray ya out like CalgonAin't no love, murder muthafucka, this ain't no funny farmDown South they jackin,robbed, an they packinPuttin niggas in muthafuckas trunks of the car, who jackinWanna take a ride, ride around the block,it's time to go, ain't no love where I'm fromNiggas killin for that white snow, an yo' bitchI don't love no hoe don't trust no bitchShe got Master P on her ass an she'll suck my dick (Damn)Y'all niggas mad cuz I'm famous, it's time to ride,It's time to ride, ain't no love on the South Side
Chorus
[Master P]Y'all niggas better wake-up an smell the muthafuckin coffeeI'm not tryin to preach to y'all niggas but I'm tellin y'all niggasWatch ya ass an trust nobodyCuz in the ghetto everybody lives like John GottiNigga comin up shizort, teck-9's to yo' muthafuckin hizeartNigga live an eye for an eye, you fuck me, we gotta fuck youAn like my nigga Silkk said, it's time to rideI ain't got no money, I might just pull a jackbut that's what I might doI'm not tellin you to do that, nigga, do what you gotta doCuz we Bout It! We rowdy!But who gives a fuck if we kill each other, niggaY'all think about it
[Silkk the Shocker]I got twin glock like Tamira and TiaNigga tries to step, try to flex, an you'll get X-ed just like MiaSee, I be a gangsta like T, a murdera like C,when you see me bow down, address me a master like PMy murderistic tactics got niggas stackin off in the bushes, treesTryin to get me some G an dope to the hookersIt's time for you to puch out, I'm tuggin up in your time cardWHy you do what you do, because like times hardIt's like here, nigga hop, nigga clips... to the glockI hits yo' block an watch his shit every stop (It don't stop)Bitches be like aw, off of some dumb shit, I runs thisNigga T-R-U's my click when I come thick I cruise wit(TRU!) a gang of niggasthat be down to ride on yo' setNiggas be trippin, cock the teck, an we ride wit yo' betBest believe I clock G's, nigga no dice, I time the blast,I smash, I'm up in your house
Chorus:Cuz I'm a hustler, cuz I'm a killa, who gives a fuckif I murder another ghetto niggaCuz I'm a hustler, cuz I'm a killa, who gives a fuckif I murder another ghetto nigga
[Silkk the Shocker]Taz tries to hit but I be back up out the back routeMe an P countin G's, choppin up keys up in the crack houseThe baddest 2 brothers since Billy an Jessie JamesP would you blast(Master P: Hell yeah, Silkk would you blast?)if the nigga so much as tests me (Bloom!)Hits them wit all between the seem(Master P: Dump the bitch like Hakeem the Dream)I'ma hit that nigga wit 21(Master P: Fuck it, I'ma hit him wit 17)I got that K with the beam(Master P: Fuck it, I'ma get the cream)Ain't no wrestlin but these niggas like tag-teamBe like, 1 for the money(Master P: I be like 2 for the dope)be like 3 for all my cash(Master P: Nigga fuck it, get yo' ass on the flo')One eighty-seven that I peels caps(Master P: I murder!)Niggas get dealed with, nigga hook 'em,how you gon' fuck wit niggas we real black(Master P: A ghetto robbery)an that's how we ride(Master P: On a robbing spree from down South to the Wessyde)
Chorus
[Master P]1, 2, 3, it's yo' birthdayAin't no love on this muthafuckin first of the month,it's yo' last daySee I be jackin, my nigga Silkk be packinI be puttin niggas in body bags, bitch, I ain't actinIt's no substitutes on this shit, this is the real shitfuck what youheard cuz, nigga, I'm ready to kill a bitchYou got my cash, gimme the grass, lovin you hoes?Kiss my ass, it's ninteen ninty-skrilla, bitches in the body bagIt's time to spray ya, spray ya out like CalgonAin't no love, murder muthafucka, this ain't no funny farmDown South they jackin,robbed, an they packinPuttin niggas in muthafuckas trunks of the car, who jackinWanna take a ride, ride around the block,it's time to go, ain't no love where I'm fromNiggas killin for that white snow, an yo' bitchI don't love no hoe don't trust no bitchShe got Master P on her ass an she'll suck my dick (Damn)Y'all niggas mad cuz I'm famous, it's time to ride,It's time to ride, ain't no love on the South Side
Chorus
[Master P]Y'all niggas better wake-up an smell the muthafuckin coffeeI'm not tryin to preach to y'all niggas but I'm tellin y'all niggasWatch ya ass an trust nobodyCuz in the ghetto everybody lives like John GottiNigga comin up shizort, teck-9's to yo' muthafuckin hizeartNigga live an eye for an eye, you fuck me, we gotta fuck youAn like my nigga Silkk said, it's time to rideI ain't got no money, I might just pull a jackbut that's what I might doI'm not tellin you to do that, nigga, do what you gotta doCuz we Bout It! We rowdy!But who gives a fuck if we kill each other, niggaY'all think about it
