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(Master P) Yo Silkk (Silkk) What up? (Master P) Tell Jigga we need 4 apples, 2 bananas and 5 oranges (Silkk) You sure? (Master P) Nigga, he know what I'm talkin 'bout (Silkk) Aight, I'll get him on the phone (Master P) From my block to yo block nigga the world belongs to who? [Silkk the Shocker] The world belongs to us you can do what you wanna do what you gon do? Huh? What? The streets belong to us you can do what you wanna do what you gon do? Huh? What? Yo from the South to the East nigga, from the streets to the burbs I fuck wit that when they talk, the speech just be slurred You know me Mr. Got dough, Mr. Got flow Couldn't figure our out which one wanted both of 'em so Mr. Got both - if you hate me stop, if you jealous Silkk the Shock, Jigga, No Limit, Master P, Roc-A-Fella Used to cop bricks for 30 Now I do nothin but sit back and drop hits, ya heard me? I ain't nothin but a thug that got rich ya heard me Drop the top when it's hot If not call Jay tell him blow the mall up and come and shop in jersey You know what I did, you know how I come You wouldn't even think about testin me dog if you know what I done Didn't change a bit, I'm still thuggish, still thuggin Niggaz ask how much money I got do math You know how to add I'm P little brother Shit, I can't tell y'all nothin I gotta show y'all real in this, I'm as real as it gets I told y'all Yo I sleep thru the rain, sleep thru the pain Would have knew about me but you don't Cause know why, cuase you was sleep when I came But I'm here now, y'all suckas fear now Look, plan on bein on top, don't stop, plan on bein hot year round I don't do it for no love, I do it for the thugs Do it for my block, do it for the VIP spots in the club It's hard to stop this life like it's hard to call cocked dice We ain't nothin but some bout it, bout it niggaz that live Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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