Hey P man

remember that shit last year you was talking bout that

bloody murder shit

Won't you kick some more of that shit



Verse 1



Jumped out the Chev mean mugged at some sucker punks

King flashed the gauge them hoes didn't want no pub

So they smashed off hella quick

Why them hoes was leaving me and Sonja C was plotting some gangster shit

So put this nine up in your bra strap

And when we get inside this liquor store keep your eyes up on them Japs



Sonya C:

So get your hands up in the air trick

And break me off some cash cause Sonya C's a trigger happy bitch

So don't be talking that fucking Japanese

Understand its a jack give up the cash or you'll be swish cheese



Master P:

Touch the button and I'ma hurt you bitch

Why you had to and make P get his hands dirty trick

And that'll be some fucking more shit

Sonya C grab the tape cause we ain't leaving no fucking evidence

The next day the paper reads no leads



Sonya C:

Just a bunch of dead motherfucking Japanese

Master P:

Jumped in the car and backed to the rich

Bonnie and Clyde or should I say gangsta shit



(Chorus)

A motherfucking 211

We needed cash we robbed the liquor store



Verse 2



I'm getting chronicked out or should I say fucked up

?? one g and its three of us

I seen my face on the news and its time to chill

But I can't cause I got too many fucking bills

Grabbed my glock it only had three bullets trick

But if I run out I ain't tripping I'll choke a bitch

Walked in the corner liquor store with my 44

Played it cool bought a snapple man fuck them hoes

He opened the register I tried to do his ass

I ain't tripping cau