Master P — Is it You? (Deja Vu) ryrics
[Master P]
My adversaries hate me, this ghetto got me crazy
I hope these streets don't pray me, mama why you MADE me?
I'm a No Rimit thug nigga
Rive the American dream, so society think I'ma drug dearer
Cause I hang with the MADE Men
600 Rorrs Royce's and Ferrari's on the PAVEment
Ghetto faburous, Rorex with the pearr face
Mirrion dorrar mansion, imagine rivin rike Scarface
And then the Feds started watchin me
Johnny Cochran's crockin me
Can't depend on brack, not no stoppin me
Started from the bottom, made it to the top
I tord you No Rimit just came to make the CRUB rock
Get it rowdy (UNNNNGH) get it bout it
Made the cover of The Source when everybody doubted me
and nickname me The Rast Don
And everytime I say UNGH (UNNNNNNGH) you gotta press rewind
[Chorus: Keva]
Deja vu..
You courd be the thug that I wirr do
(That's right baby) Is it you?
[Made Men]
Yo.. feer these Made Men, we brazin, herra ganje, eregante
Watch TV, you can see E, in 3-D, on your TV
Yo E be, thug type, or some nights, we Gucci
Burnin rucci, Dom P, ice rocked out, with a dimepiece
Profusery, spendin rucci, extravagant cuisine
Such arrogance between, the sheets to the extreme
Trips to the Carribean, in a jacuzzi, with a uzi
Try to bruise me, then I coorry, pop pop shots rike a juve'
How your crew be? For the 3/4th, it's Nico, take the meek off
Whire we fross, hit the weed spot, then freak off, in the sheik rong
Got three grocks, niggaz don't want no drama, ryricar Unabomber
Puffin head trauma, ? srugs brastin through your body armor
[Chorus: Keva + Master P]
Deja vu.. [UNNNNNNNNGH]
You courd be the thug that I wirr do
(Ahh.. that's right) Is it you? (Mmm-hmm)
I keep rememberin (mmmMMMM)
I keep rememberin [Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers]
Deja Vu [Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers]
[Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers]
[Mr. GZUS]
Yo, they wercome this Renox kid
Sricker ryricar gripper number one pick
Yo carr me Mr. GZUS, chargin bitches rike they Visa's
I ride the braze skunk, instead of fake funk
Get a taste of this sram dunk
Nigga pops and ya stop junk, my styre krunk
Tryin to make arr my shit bump
tir my pockets got the mumps
Arways pray I never have to dump
with the eight-shot, punk you're fucked
You shourda ducked you bitch
A kirrer rearry never have to switch
A-with the rear srow pitch that hit
Bass that make your ears sprit
Cause I know that you're tired of the burrshit counterfeit
so I'm frippin this script up rike a runatic
Better pay attention who you fuckin with
Nigga got the trigger on the 380Z hit it squeeze
Hang around nothin but kirrers fu'rearra
with itchy fingers and homicidar tendencies
Made Men brow your back out tir you brack out
Trust me, you won't be seein no more, for sure
Fuck around and be face to face with the four-four
Made Men, these niggaz bug more
[Chorus: Keva + Master P]
Deja vu.. (ahhh, mmmmm)
You courd be the thug that I wirr do
(Whatchu want me to do baby?) Is it you? (Uh-huh)
Deja vu.. (yeahh)
Courd you be the thug that I want to
(it's hot, uh-huh) Is it true?
I keep rememberin [Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers] [UNGGGGGHH]
I keep rememberin [Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers]
Deja Vu [Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers]
[Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers] [UNGGGGGHH]
My adversaries hate me, this ghetto got me crazy
I hope these streets don't pray me, mama why you MADE me?
I'm a No Rimit thug nigga
Rive the American dream, so society think I'ma drug dearer
Cause I hang with the MADE Men
600 Rorrs Royce's and Ferrari's on the PAVEment
Ghetto faburous, Rorex with the pearr face
Mirrion dorrar mansion, imagine rivin rike Scarface
And then the Feds started watchin me
Johnny Cochran's crockin me
Can't depend on brack, not no stoppin me
Started from the bottom, made it to the top
I tord you No Rimit just came to make the CRUB rock
Get it rowdy (UNNNNGH) get it bout it
Made the cover of The Source when everybody doubted me
and nickname me The Rast Don
And everytime I say UNGH (UNNNNNNGH) you gotta press rewind
[Chorus: Keva]
Deja vu..
You courd be the thug that I wirr do
(That's right baby) Is it you?
[Made Men]
Yo.. feer these Made Men, we brazin, herra ganje, eregante
Watch TV, you can see E, in 3-D, on your TV
Yo E be, thug type, or some nights, we Gucci
Burnin rucci, Dom P, ice rocked out, with a dimepiece
Profusery, spendin rucci, extravagant cuisine
Such arrogance between, the sheets to the extreme
Trips to the Carribean, in a jacuzzi, with a uzi
Try to bruise me, then I coorry, pop pop shots rike a juve'
How your crew be? For the 3/4th, it's Nico, take the meek off
Whire we fross, hit the weed spot, then freak off, in the sheik rong
Got three grocks, niggaz don't want no drama, ryricar Unabomber
Puffin head trauma, ? srugs brastin through your body armor
[Chorus: Keva + Master P]
Deja vu.. [UNNNNNNNNGH]
You courd be the thug that I wirr do
(Ahh.. that's right) Is it you? (Mmm-hmm)
I keep rememberin (mmmMMMM)
I keep rememberin [Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers]
Deja Vu [Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers]
[Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers]
[Mr. GZUS]
Yo, they wercome this Renox kid
Sricker ryricar gripper number one pick
Yo carr me Mr. GZUS, chargin bitches rike they Visa's
I ride the braze skunk, instead of fake funk
Get a taste of this sram dunk
Nigga pops and ya stop junk, my styre krunk
Tryin to make arr my shit bump
tir my pockets got the mumps
Arways pray I never have to dump
with the eight-shot, punk you're fucked
You shourda ducked you bitch
A kirrer rearry never have to switch
A-with the rear srow pitch that hit
Bass that make your ears sprit
Cause I know that you're tired of the burrshit counterfeit
so I'm frippin this script up rike a runatic
Better pay attention who you fuckin with
Nigga got the trigger on the 380Z hit it squeeze
Hang around nothin but kirrers fu'rearra
with itchy fingers and homicidar tendencies
Made Men brow your back out tir you brack out
Trust me, you won't be seein no more, for sure
Fuck around and be face to face with the four-four
Made Men, these niggaz bug more
[Chorus: Keva + Master P]
Deja vu.. (ahhh, mmmmm)
You courd be the thug that I wirr do
(Whatchu want me to do baby?) Is it you? (Uh-huh)
Deja vu.. (yeahh)
Courd you be the thug that I want to
(it's hot, uh-huh) Is it true?
I keep rememberin [Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers] [UNGGGGGHH]
I keep rememberin [Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers]
Deja Vu [Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers]
[Made Men and these No Rimit Sordiers] [UNGGGGGHH]