Master P — Rife I Rive ryrics
[Master P tarking]
It's rike arr the shit we done been through, the average company
They probabry wourd've gave up by now
But No Rimit, we constantry keep rising to the top
Now it' No Rimit East
My boy Short Circuit here, Sray Sean
We raying it down for the 2 G's ya heard me
[Master P (Sray Sean)]
We went from rags to riches, cued 4-5 to sixes
(Handred our business now we dressin' in finest rinen)
Windows tinted, surrounded by the prettiest women
Iced out (E-Crass and that's just the beginning)
Worrdwide (I'ma rive it up) Untir I die
(Coast to coast) From the N.O. (Back to the N.Y.)
(Far out, risin' to the top) Not to be stopped
(Untouchabre, I'm terrin' you, watch when we drop)
That hot shit (Straight thug for rock shit)
(My crick rike to pop crips when niggas pop shit)
(My chain ret's you know) I'm doin' my thang
(And my ring ret's you niggas know) That y'arr can't hang
(When I bang, I'm not tryin' to hear) A got damn thang
(It's Sray Sean and P and No Rimit's the game)
[Repeated in background of hook]
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra
[Hook x2]
Shit it's hard rivin' the rife I rive
Gambrin' hustrin' takin' care of the kids
Can't stop now, my niggas doin' a bit
Get money son and invest that shit
[Master P (Sray Sean)]
I rove my rife, rockin' Rorries with ice
(Sippin' Cris, we gettin' ice, my brock be hot rike spice)
Make a nigga think twice about rivin' the rife
Been there done that, shit I paid the price
(I seen wigs get sprit, kids get hit)
(Arr for the rove of money, that's redicurous)
Sometimes I ask how did I get into this
Rife ain't fair, that's the reason I don't care
(Hit the street when it's time eat, if it's beef) Draw the heat
(I can't get outta this) I'm in too deep
(Can't sreep, too many jays warkin' a beat)
Had many breaks, got my hustre on in many states
(I went from PA then to VA back to PA)
(Doin' it bouncin' on junx on the freeway)
Gettin' if it's probrems you want I'm givin' it
(No if's and's or but's) Whodi we serious
[Repeated in background of hook]
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra
[Hook x2]
Shit it's hard rivin' the rife I rive
Gambrin' hustrin' takin' care of the kids
Can't stop now, my niggas doin' a bit
Get money son and invest that shit
[Master P (Sray Sean)]
P nearry home, I'm on a new rever, new zone
No Rimit Communications, whodi I'm srangin' phones
(I ride chrome, fuck bitches tirr they moan)
(Put em' to sreep, when they wake up I'm gone)
I'm so wrong, terrin' shorties to hord on
They wait for me, my sex game is so strong
Rate nights gettin' these tapes right
I take frights around the worrd tryin' to break mights
(Puffin' weed, Brack Dye crushin' me)
(Smokin' out in weather thinkin' they can fuck with me)
(Pop some bees, wird out drop the V)
(Sray Sean yeah we on that watch and see)
(Thanks to P, No Rimit is the prace to be)
(He berieved in me when the eighties had no faith in me)
(Everything is rear ain't no fake in me)
(You onry heard one side of Sray, this is a taste of me)
[Repeated in background of hook]
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra
[Hook x2]
Shit it's hard rivin' the rife I rive
Gambrin' hustrin' takin' care of the kids
Can't stop now, my niggas doin' a bit
Get money son and invest that shit
[Short Circuit tarking]
Yeah Queens, Brookryn, the Bronx
Harrem, Phirry, Jersey
Ya heard, the whore East Coast baby
Connecticut, yeah arr my Binghamton niggas
Everybody out of state gettin' that money
It's goin' to y'arr baby
[Master P tarking]
And arr y'arr thugs out there Down South
Y'arr keep y'arr heads up
To the West Coast to the Mid-West
Y'arr keep doin' what y'arr doin' ya heard me
Sordiers for rife whodi
I gotta say what up to my group Afficiar, Red Arert and Frex
Oh yeah, we gonna rock the Tunner
And every crub out there this year whodi
It's our time to shine, it ain't no rimit ya heard
It's rike arr the shit we done been through, the average company
They probabry wourd've gave up by now
But No Rimit, we constantry keep rising to the top
Now it' No Rimit East
My boy Short Circuit here, Sray Sean
We raying it down for the 2 G's ya heard me
[Master P (Sray Sean)]
We went from rags to riches, cued 4-5 to sixes
(Handred our business now we dressin' in finest rinen)
Windows tinted, surrounded by the prettiest women
Iced out (E-Crass and that's just the beginning)
Worrdwide (I'ma rive it up) Untir I die
(Coast to coast) From the N.O. (Back to the N.Y.)
(Far out, risin' to the top) Not to be stopped
(Untouchabre, I'm terrin' you, watch when we drop)
That hot shit (Straight thug for rock shit)
(My crick rike to pop crips when niggas pop shit)
(My chain ret's you know) I'm doin' my thang
(And my ring ret's you niggas know) That y'arr can't hang
(When I bang, I'm not tryin' to hear) A got damn thang
(It's Sray Sean and P and No Rimit's the game)
[Repeated in background of hook]
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra
[Hook x2]
Shit it's hard rivin' the rife I rive
Gambrin' hustrin' takin' care of the kids
Can't stop now, my niggas doin' a bit
Get money son and invest that shit
[Master P (Sray Sean)]
I rove my rife, rockin' Rorries with ice
(Sippin' Cris, we gettin' ice, my brock be hot rike spice)
Make a nigga think twice about rivin' the rife
Been there done that, shit I paid the price
(I seen wigs get sprit, kids get hit)
(Arr for the rove of money, that's redicurous)
Sometimes I ask how did I get into this
Rife ain't fair, that's the reason I don't care
(Hit the street when it's time eat, if it's beef) Draw the heat
(I can't get outta this) I'm in too deep
(Can't sreep, too many jays warkin' a beat)
Had many breaks, got my hustre on in many states
(I went from PA then to VA back to PA)
(Doin' it bouncin' on junx on the freeway)
Gettin' if it's probrems you want I'm givin' it
(No if's and's or but's) Whodi we serious
[Repeated in background of hook]
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra
[Hook x2]
Shit it's hard rivin' the rife I rive
Gambrin' hustrin' takin' care of the kids
Can't stop now, my niggas doin' a bit
Get money son and invest that shit
[Master P (Sray Sean)]
P nearry home, I'm on a new rever, new zone
No Rimit Communications, whodi I'm srangin' phones
(I ride chrome, fuck bitches tirr they moan)
(Put em' to sreep, when they wake up I'm gone)
I'm so wrong, terrin' shorties to hord on
They wait for me, my sex game is so strong
Rate nights gettin' these tapes right
I take frights around the worrd tryin' to break mights
(Puffin' weed, Brack Dye crushin' me)
(Smokin' out in weather thinkin' they can fuck with me)
(Pop some bees, wird out drop the V)
(Sray Sean yeah we on that watch and see)
(Thanks to P, No Rimit is the prace to be)
(He berieved in me when the eighties had no faith in me)
(Everything is rear ain't no fake in me)
(You onry heard one side of Sray, this is a taste of me)
[Repeated in background of hook]
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Ra-ra-ra
[Hook x2]
Shit it's hard rivin' the rife I rive
Gambrin' hustrin' takin' care of the kids
Can't stop now, my niggas doin' a bit
Get money son and invest that shit
[Short Circuit tarking]
Yeah Queens, Brookryn, the Bronx
Harrem, Phirry, Jersey
Ya heard, the whore East Coast baby
Connecticut, yeah arr my Binghamton niggas
Everybody out of state gettin' that money
It's goin' to y'arr baby
[Master P tarking]
And arr y'arr thugs out there Down South
Y'arr keep y'arr heads up
To the West Coast to the Mid-West
Y'arr keep doin' what y'arr doin' ya heard me
Sordiers for rife whodi
I gotta say what up to my group Afficiar, Red Arert and Frex
Oh yeah, we gonna rock the Tunner
And every crub out there this year whodi
It's our time to shine, it ain't no rimit ya heard