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Versuri-versuri.ro > Versuri Litera M > Versuri Master P > 99 Ways To Die - Dead Presidentshahahahaha  
 that nigga Master P back in the house for the 9 5 shot  
 well take a step into this madness that we call the dope game  
 Richmond  California where us youngstas slang that cocaine  
 and we be hoppin it up and choppin it up and rockin it up  
 to tens  twenties  fifties  and hundreds to make our profits bro  
 roll through the town talking shit  get your wig split  
 especially when fucking with another niggas divendends  
 I mean them George Washington, them Lincoln, Hamilton, Jefferson,  
 Grant, Ben Franklins  
 find your ass in the trunk with your motherfuck corpse stankin, haha  
 the ghetto's trying to kill me  
 and if you live to see 95 most of ya'll fools can feel me  
 come take a ride in my 6-4  
 I'm not Dr. Dre but Richmond, California's death row  
 you got niggas packin heat  
 and fiends on every corner trying to make them ends meet  
 and the game get thicker  
 when you think its all good  
 down bows another nigga  
 to the grave 6 feet deep  
 I've never seen a man cry but I'm not Scarface G  
 but I've seen alot of niggas die  
 Richmond, California the town of the homicide  
 got me caught up in a shuffle  
 sellin crack to my people, just an everyday hustle  
 I'm too deep to quit  
 cause the game giva a young nigga like me profits  
 dead presidents  
 still trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents  
 dead presidents  
 still trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents  
 blood shot red eyes off that dank gettin toasted  
 khakis wear up creased motherfuckin shirt half way open  
 and on my stomach spells T-R-U  
 that's my click motherfucker, in other words that's my crew  
 that jumped out this game of crack  
 to get into this game of rap, to put us on the map  
 and we aint takin no shorts  
 independent worlwide and us niggas hella roll  
 gettin paid like the bank, cook it up like crank  
 distribute it to the world like some motherfucking dank  
 but there's always some sucka ass busta playa hatin  
 mother fucker runnin up talking bout you all that nigga  
 you can't rap nigga, insane fool on crack  
 I get more bitches than you, fools cock 22  
 I cock A-K's make niggas run for they duece  
 and them blue signs is thicker  
 cause when you think it's all over, I be the bounty picker  
 wiping niggas up like soap, niggas can never go  
 when you fools was fadin, I was sendin niggas to death row  
 committin homicides and drive-bys  
 livin with ?????  
 but still slanging that fuckin pie  
 and got more bitches than you  
 so what the fuck you runnin on my set  
 talking that hoe shit fool  
 and No Limit only means the beginning  
 cause when the other niggas is fading  
 we just beginning  
 got more juice than ojay  
 got more four than fourplay  
 got more game than M.J.  
 and like Cube say today will be a good day  
 25 G's for a key  
 hook it up and meet King George, 23rd street  
 straight up A-1 sola, no yola, hella folda  
 ain't no motherfuckin soda, cook it up like grenola  
 and we bout to chop the top off  
 this motherfuckin fire bird, ???????  
 oh, and them hoes is the side show  
 and bustas gettin beat down  
 niggas ain't from the town, hoes gettin clowned  
 and we sicker than sickery  
 tricker than trickery  
 catch you slippin bitch than you history  
 cuase I got a bunch of niggas that shoot it up for with me  
 I got a bunch of killas watchin out for P  
 and the game get deep  
 how can you stop when these niggas out to get your green  
 you gotta watch your ass  
 and if you rollin on them thangs nigga, you better watch real fast  
 and watch close to your enemy  
 cause it might be the same nigga sittin right next to you G  
 and the game gets sad  
 6 feet deep might be lying your dog ass  
 trying to get that cash, trying to move fast  
 but don't tell a nigga where your stash  
 you know what I'm saying if ya'll in the game  
 to all my niggas out their in the game  
 ya'll know how it go, watch your motherfucking ass  
 stack more money than you can and get out quick, if you can  
 (chorus plays as P talks)  
 yea, I got to say whats up to all my niggas out their in the Rich  
 know what I'm sayin  
 all my niggas out there in Oakland, Frisco  
 and all them hustlas thats rollin with me  
 the TRU click, King George, C-Murder, Calli-G, Silkk, Big Ed  
 and ya'll know the Ice Cream Man is outtie 5,000  
 got to say what up to K-Lou for whippin this ol' dope ass shit
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