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Correct Till We Dead And Gone Lyrics
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Correct Till We Dead And Gone
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[Chorus - Master P] Nigga, nigga, nigga P and Bone nigga Ughhhhhhh And we gonna be here Till we dead and gone nigga [Master P] I couldn't gang bang With crips and bloods But i could stand on the corner Wit killas and drugs They healing Outlaws that reaching for souls We ghetto niggas 600, Fearris, and Rolls We couldn't run from niggas cause we bout it bout it I'm from the set where my niggas get rowdy rowdy We gon hang niggas We gon bang niggas We gon slang niggas Cause we trigger niggas Banger got cheese nigga Never fall nigga Put my name on the wall when I'm gone nigga Cause I'm a soldier No Limit finest Mouth full of gold teeth and diamonds Uhh - uhh Hit 'em up nigga Get 'em get 'em get 'em Miss me I'ma split 'em Throw up your something soldier rag if you ain't with 'em Uhh - uhh Or else East 99 will get with 'em [Chorus - Master P] [Layzie Bone] Little Lay done traveled around the world Caught a few cases Seen so many faces and so many places Ace this game Why do you try to erase this on a daily basis Give me my spaces Show me some love though Just pump your fist in the air and holler "Mo" Could you do me that and I'll hit you back Little nig just don't know where my thugs at Some at the track on the back chrome gat Some around the corner selling that crack Some of my thugs in the penn dead wrong Got a lot of my thugs in the grave long gone May they rest in peace My nigga sleep Nigga be creep thugging till we all deceased Makaveli, Biggie Smalls, and Eazy-E T-Rock got shot Lord bless 'em please bless thier seed For real we tru to the thugs representing that Land Putting it down for the nation of thugs man So you understand Now what's wrong with your game Wounds be getting to shooting Fuck the law Keep packing that steel Real real when your riding the feel just chill And peace will be still Nigga from Cleveland to New Orleans Across the sea and ocean Master P and Bone thugs Coast to coast We steadily rolling putting it down [Chorus - Master P] [Krayzie Bone] Niggas niggas if you with me Don't be talking about it nigga come get in the car Reach in the back for the AK Okay Lets see if you ready for war Scoping the target Mark it then you pull out your weapon and spark it Nine millameter, heater, streetsweepers, and sawed-offs Shit Bitch hear me ticking I'm bound to blow Nigga better get on the floor Oh, and hey and then when you dropping you might as well give me your bank Look in my eyes They so surprised Cause they must have thought I was studio What do ya know Nigga jumped out of the video and fucked you up Aw shit Here come the police Now tell me what it is you want? I got the same thing you got so it all depends on who the sharpest shot Lets get it on Boy your funerals after if dead Krayzie snaps Cause there be to many bloody bodies bagged up off in the back Fucked up We wouldn't of had to resort to violence But man the nigga was raised that way And I'm gon stay that way even if I die today But what can I say? I picked a fucked up game to play So I gotta get up and move out Face the shoot out So I'll be on my way [Chorus - Master P] [Wish Bone] Yeah yeah In the mist of the ghetto When I fly ride by die Niggas wanna let go It's a pain just to maintain But it's a shame cause I do the same thing Still from the streets Indeed you'll bleed when your fucking with me and B-O-N-E Yeahhh We the Mo Thug warriors warriors Fuck them stories that them haters be telling Huh You run up we murder ya Stressed out niggas on weed Fuck niggas don't like me and police I'ma keep it real all the way down till the end All I wanna do is smoke weed with my friends Make ends Anyday can be your last one That's why a nigga gotta carry guns Don't you wanna have some fun Come come Bloody red red rum [Flesh-N-Bone] Me telling ya Yeah See me and my niggas we down for whatever Yah heard me? No matter the cause Follow the paper chase that's straight to the income Ya'll get fifth thugs Your nigga that's ready for war Lets battle Stepping with cannons Come with my handbook Niggas with (?) But if you choose you lose Them niggas will fucking fool Come and get a abused If you've paid your dues My niggas you've learned the golden rule You gotta do what you gotta do But priceless So many done test don't try me (?) Niggas come to stay tru Digging his grave They dieing They recognize the Cles from C-L-E Hooked up with niggas from New Orleans My niggas at No Limit Gotta make more cheese It's Bone and P [Chorus - Master P] [Master P] Ha ha P and Bone nigga Yah heard me? And we gone be here till we dead and gone nigga This is dedicated to every mother fucking rapper that went before us Yah heard me?
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