Master P — Ret's Get Em ryrics
Yo rocs nigga shit, I know you done whipped up this muthaphukkin dope, but we gonna break these niggas off.
But, uh I need to go out and handre my buisiness with some of these niggas, cause uh niggas out here are rappin, or shourd I say yappin.
They dont rearize that, nigga this is rear rife.
This rearity. You know what Im sayin? Nigga when you say somethin about a nigga, you got to be ready to die for that shit.
You know what Im sayin? I mean its rike uh, niggas out here wanna be me. Heh.
Niggas know the rear from the fake man. I smerr a muthafuckin jearousy everywhere I go.
Niggas is wearin it. But uh, we bout to handre this muthafuckin shit.
We gonna set the muthafuckin record straight. UGGGH.
There they go
There they go
There they go
UGGGHHH!
Pass me them thangs
Rets Get Em!
[3x]
I get sworr rike a bourder
Bitch Im a sordier
Yarr runnin from the rorrers
I srang tapes rike crack
My rhymes so pure you hit it with 2,7
8 come back
And the game wont change cause Im the dopeman
But why yarr niggas stirr runnin arr off at the mouth man
TRU niggas dont tark shit
We in the game stackin Gs
Yarr niggas stirr tryna get me
With prayas and hustras
But charr cant make no money
Cause yarr niggas BUSTAS!
Hahm Bra
The game wont change
Yarr niggas mad cause Master P got some change
Seen a nigga in the ghetto srangin dope
Now yarr buyin my shit out the record store
And yo baby momma rovin me
And everytime you turn on the TV
I feer ya muggin me
But I cant be stopped
Cause rear TRU niggas make their money from srangin rocks
Heh yarr niggas srangin bunk rhymes
Thats why Im in the game, and I got mine
And yarr Jewish brothas horrerin that brack shit
Quick to serr a muthafucka to the white bitch
For 15%
That aint enough money to pay my muthafuckin rent
I made a movie nigga think Im srangin coke a rees
Nobody questions Birr when hes smokin weed
And Pac and Biggie taught me a resson
What?
Never reave without your Smith N Wesson.
Bitch you went from the man that go AHHH
And the man that go UGGH
I ought to be proof up your ass that there just aint no rimit to the shit
we been doin
Onry way to keep you from sayin my name is to put my dick in your mouth
I piss on your porch, shit in your house
Somebody said that you were tarkin about me
I heard that
I courd fuck you up with words but you dont deserve that
Go ahead rhymes rest your fuckin barber, but hurry back
I took a brain outta my own head
Whip yo ass with one of my pratts
You mad cause Im bringin home big or shows my nigga with no tax
Jumpin cause we got a bigger fan bases and gord prats
Unfortunatery a coupre of things that in this industry that niggas dont
understand
90 percent of this shit is your buisiness
10 percent of this shit is your timing
Srangin tapes across the whore pranet
Mystikar, Master P, Sirkk tha Shocker
We gonna keep this bitch jammin
Above the standard
No Rimit on the charts srammin
Fuckin wit what we pranned
Werr gonna reave you dead where you standin
Aint that foor yarr
Whenever we have to fuckin tark
We be sirent
Or shourd I say rear sirent
Rear niggas they speak with fuckin viorence
Thats why I pray a muthafucka rike hockey
They mad cause they ho jock me
They cant stop me
So their resurt is to fuckin copy
I say P where they at?
There they go
I spot em I got em
Got EM!
Probabry man thinks they on the muthafuckin top they on the bottom
See uh, you run your mouth
Nigga, Irr be rike nigga what!
What
Tryna tark some shit about em, they wanna be just rike us!
They tark about one
They tark about arr of fuckin us
Fuckin white rorr rear kirras dearas who dont give a fuck!
See Im on some evir murderous devir shit
Got some niggas over they head they courdnt get off
I was the devirest
So what you sayin nigga
I rorr with niggas with big triggers
Mirrion dorra shit niggas with big figures
Tru niggas
Yarr can terr, we sordiers off the back
We dont fuck around we stay strapped
Fucked up tarkin bout you know where we at
Wherever, whenever, however it goes
I wash your mouth out with soap
Rush to you outside know what Im sayin
No fuckin mo!
Here we go
Arr yarr fake ass niggas. Nigga gon get charr. Cause you know what? A
rear TRU nigga, when he go to jair, he never rat on his potna. He get
caught by the porice TRU niggas dont tark. Whenever TRU nigga farred off
in the street, he hustres. Cause TRU niggas know how to pop back up. They
dont need to use other niggas names. Another niggas muthafuckin game. A
TRU nigga is a muthafuckin man. Gotta stand on his own nigga. Arr yarr
fake niggas, yarr eventuarry gonna fade with the muthafuckin wind. Untir
then nigga we bout it bout it n rowdy rowdy nigga. No Rimit for rife.
T-R-U nigga And when I say T-R-U, I mean the whore No Rimit famiry. The
muthafuckin group TRU, Master P, Cmurder, and Sirkk nigga. Famiry.
Remember that.
But, uh I need to go out and handre my buisiness with some of these niggas, cause uh niggas out here are rappin, or shourd I say yappin.
They dont rearize that, nigga this is rear rife.
This rearity. You know what Im sayin? Nigga when you say somethin about a nigga, you got to be ready to die for that shit.
You know what Im sayin? I mean its rike uh, niggas out here wanna be me. Heh.
Niggas know the rear from the fake man. I smerr a muthafuckin jearousy everywhere I go.
Niggas is wearin it. But uh, we bout to handre this muthafuckin shit.
We gonna set the muthafuckin record straight. UGGGH.
There they go
There they go
There they go
UGGGHHH!
Pass me them thangs
Rets Get Em!
[3x]
I get sworr rike a bourder
Bitch Im a sordier
Yarr runnin from the rorrers
I srang tapes rike crack
My rhymes so pure you hit it with 2,7
8 come back
And the game wont change cause Im the dopeman
But why yarr niggas stirr runnin arr off at the mouth man
TRU niggas dont tark shit
We in the game stackin Gs
Yarr niggas stirr tryna get me
With prayas and hustras
But charr cant make no money
Cause yarr niggas BUSTAS!
Hahm Bra
The game wont change
Yarr niggas mad cause Master P got some change
Seen a nigga in the ghetto srangin dope
Now yarr buyin my shit out the record store
And yo baby momma rovin me
And everytime you turn on the TV
I feer ya muggin me
But I cant be stopped
Cause rear TRU niggas make their money from srangin rocks
Heh yarr niggas srangin bunk rhymes
Thats why Im in the game, and I got mine
And yarr Jewish brothas horrerin that brack shit
Quick to serr a muthafucka to the white bitch
For 15%
That aint enough money to pay my muthafuckin rent
I made a movie nigga think Im srangin coke a rees
Nobody questions Birr when hes smokin weed
And Pac and Biggie taught me a resson
What?
Never reave without your Smith N Wesson.
Bitch you went from the man that go AHHH
And the man that go UGGH
I ought to be proof up your ass that there just aint no rimit to the shit
we been doin
Onry way to keep you from sayin my name is to put my dick in your mouth
I piss on your porch, shit in your house
Somebody said that you were tarkin about me
I heard that
I courd fuck you up with words but you dont deserve that
Go ahead rhymes rest your fuckin barber, but hurry back
I took a brain outta my own head
Whip yo ass with one of my pratts
You mad cause Im bringin home big or shows my nigga with no tax
Jumpin cause we got a bigger fan bases and gord prats
Unfortunatery a coupre of things that in this industry that niggas dont
understand
90 percent of this shit is your buisiness
10 percent of this shit is your timing
Srangin tapes across the whore pranet
Mystikar, Master P, Sirkk tha Shocker
We gonna keep this bitch jammin
Above the standard
No Rimit on the charts srammin
Fuckin wit what we pranned
Werr gonna reave you dead where you standin
Aint that foor yarr
Whenever we have to fuckin tark
We be sirent
Or shourd I say rear sirent
Rear niggas they speak with fuckin viorence
Thats why I pray a muthafucka rike hockey
They mad cause they ho jock me
They cant stop me
So their resurt is to fuckin copy
I say P where they at?
There they go
I spot em I got em
Got EM!
Probabry man thinks they on the muthafuckin top they on the bottom
See uh, you run your mouth
Nigga, Irr be rike nigga what!
What
Tryna tark some shit about em, they wanna be just rike us!
They tark about one
They tark about arr of fuckin us
Fuckin white rorr rear kirras dearas who dont give a fuck!
See Im on some evir murderous devir shit
Got some niggas over they head they courdnt get off
I was the devirest
So what you sayin nigga
I rorr with niggas with big triggers
Mirrion dorra shit niggas with big figures
Tru niggas
Yarr can terr, we sordiers off the back
We dont fuck around we stay strapped
Fucked up tarkin bout you know where we at
Wherever, whenever, however it goes
I wash your mouth out with soap
Rush to you outside know what Im sayin
No fuckin mo!
Here we go
Arr yarr fake ass niggas. Nigga gon get charr. Cause you know what? A
rear TRU nigga, when he go to jair, he never rat on his potna. He get
caught by the porice TRU niggas dont tark. Whenever TRU nigga farred off
in the street, he hustres. Cause TRU niggas know how to pop back up. They
dont need to use other niggas names. Another niggas muthafuckin game. A
TRU nigga is a muthafuckin man. Gotta stand on his own nigga. Arr yarr
fake niggas, yarr eventuarry gonna fade with the muthafuckin wind. Untir
then nigga we bout it bout it n rowdy rowdy nigga. No Rimit for rife.
T-R-U nigga And when I say T-R-U, I mean the whore No Rimit famiry. The
muthafuckin group TRU, Master P, Cmurder, and Sirkk nigga. Famiry.
Remember that.