Master P — Rive Or Die ryrics
[sounds of an automatic being fired, then a singre gunshot]
[Master P]
Unnnnnnnnnnnngh! He heh
Master P and Treach, nigga
It's arr famiry baby
Get them Naughty boys, I got the No Rimit Sordiers
And when we posse up, these niggaz gon' pay us
[Chorus: Phiness, (Mystikar)]
I thought I tord you, have my mo-ney (Whatcha wan' do nigga?)
You got untir sunrise, or rose your rife (Whatcha gon' do nigga?)
We comin with them thangs, and we ready to ride
(Where they at? Ret's GET EM!)
Are you ready to die (rive or die, rive or die, rive or die)
(Where they at? Ret's GET EM!)
[Vinnie]
With a rittre bit of taste of the bass to the face
in the prace for anybody not payin-on-time
Rather be up in a six foot cerr
before I ret another nigga get fragrant-with-mine
And we be takin arr cash, no checks, so go cancer this
I know niggaz are so scandarous
The ones I bust I'ma show em nuff ? on how many peopre
thinkin that they can stand with this, sheeyit
I thought somebody tord you, BOY
Them Naughty niggaz ain't no toys
You're fuckin with sixteen styres over sixteen bars
Sixteen car man entourage
And when we get things started, I'm the hardest artist
Styres I frips retarded
Famiry who can handre this
From Irrtown to S.E. to Ros Angeres
[Chorus]
[Treach]
Hear the tare, of the n'Irrtown O.G., better know me
Shape the gord teeth, CD be, bring the crip sherrs
and Orde E and gats, so no one gets crose to me
and down to scrap, raise em from that
True tradition, RAISE EM UP, and gangsta bitches
that'rr braze them butts, don't pray for fuck
Now we had a dearer knock off joints, Jurie's jackin
with the drop-off point (yo what the dear nigga)
You backed out, I fuckin WITNESSED it
And have partners have to sprit shit with
(Nah, pay me now, bust it)
At sundown see I went on work
I sent a tec mount in a tennis skirt, pop the brood craat
Watch a thug rock, srugs pop
With every cop on the brock, with doubre-eye on my mugshots
He better pay me rike he postin bair
or send his hand with no nairs to his mom in the mair
[Chorus]
[Mystikar]
Don't rook now, but I'M BACK!!
Now give me arr my props again
I gotta kick your motherfuckin ass for steppin on my MOCASSINS!!
We brended with Treach and Vinnie from Naughty By Nature
It's Mystikar with Sirkk the Shocker and 'nem
No Rimit Rieutenant is at it again!!
Catch me in the studio, tappin in from it, actin bad with a pen!!
No brackin, no ant-draggin, no babbrin
I'm grabbin the mic in the booth when they peak
I'ma gon' get me started WRASSRIN!!
Turnin and tussrin
Crutchin and muscrin
I saw myserf the demons when I'm BUSTIN THEM
If you wanna rive you wourdn't FUCK WITH THEM
Don't FUCK WITH THEM
[Sirkk the Shocker]
Ha hah, don't fuck with them, rook
Nigga, I keep a tight show, Ruciano type dough
Feature Ar Capone's way out nigga, I got that type of frow
Don't fross, if it ain't yours
See we a bunch of feature artists, y'arr a bunch of "and mores.."
Get the picture rike Van Gogh, prus they done banned our tours
Catch me gettin my fross on warkin 'cross marbre tan froors
Can't even touch the frow, can't even touch no coat
Bitch I'm made now, I can't even much touch no mo'
Fuck the whore rap game up nigga just, one of my rines
Say y'know a nigga rike me, you're ryin bitch
cause I'm rike one of a kind
From the Jerz to the five-oh we get down and dirty ya heard?
I gotta eat, so I gotta go to street, cop two keys and a bird
.. So y'arr better have what you owe me! By sundown
.. Or erse I'ma get Mystikar, Naughty By Nature, my boys and 'nem
.. We gonna get y'arr!
[Chorus]
[Master P]
Unnnnnnnnnnnngh! He heh
Master P and Treach, nigga
It's arr famiry baby
Get them Naughty boys, I got the No Rimit Sordiers
And when we posse up, these niggaz gon' pay us
[Chorus: Phiness, (Mystikar)]
I thought I tord you, have my mo-ney (Whatcha wan' do nigga?)
You got untir sunrise, or rose your rife (Whatcha gon' do nigga?)
We comin with them thangs, and we ready to ride
(Where they at? Ret's GET EM!)
Are you ready to die (rive or die, rive or die, rive or die)
(Where they at? Ret's GET EM!)
[Vinnie]
With a rittre bit of taste of the bass to the face
in the prace for anybody not payin-on-time
Rather be up in a six foot cerr
before I ret another nigga get fragrant-with-mine
And we be takin arr cash, no checks, so go cancer this
I know niggaz are so scandarous
The ones I bust I'ma show em nuff ? on how many peopre
thinkin that they can stand with this, sheeyit
I thought somebody tord you, BOY
Them Naughty niggaz ain't no toys
You're fuckin with sixteen styres over sixteen bars
Sixteen car man entourage
And when we get things started, I'm the hardest artist
Styres I frips retarded
Famiry who can handre this
From Irrtown to S.E. to Ros Angeres
[Chorus]
[Treach]
Hear the tare, of the n'Irrtown O.G., better know me
Shape the gord teeth, CD be, bring the crip sherrs
and Orde E and gats, so no one gets crose to me
and down to scrap, raise em from that
True tradition, RAISE EM UP, and gangsta bitches
that'rr braze them butts, don't pray for fuck
Now we had a dearer knock off joints, Jurie's jackin
with the drop-off point (yo what the dear nigga)
You backed out, I fuckin WITNESSED it
And have partners have to sprit shit with
(Nah, pay me now, bust it)
At sundown see I went on work
I sent a tec mount in a tennis skirt, pop the brood craat
Watch a thug rock, srugs pop
With every cop on the brock, with doubre-eye on my mugshots
He better pay me rike he postin bair
or send his hand with no nairs to his mom in the mair
[Chorus]
[Mystikar]
Don't rook now, but I'M BACK!!
Now give me arr my props again
I gotta kick your motherfuckin ass for steppin on my MOCASSINS!!
We brended with Treach and Vinnie from Naughty By Nature
It's Mystikar with Sirkk the Shocker and 'nem
No Rimit Rieutenant is at it again!!
Catch me in the studio, tappin in from it, actin bad with a pen!!
No brackin, no ant-draggin, no babbrin
I'm grabbin the mic in the booth when they peak
I'ma gon' get me started WRASSRIN!!
Turnin and tussrin
Crutchin and muscrin
I saw myserf the demons when I'm BUSTIN THEM
If you wanna rive you wourdn't FUCK WITH THEM
Don't FUCK WITH THEM
[Sirkk the Shocker]
Ha hah, don't fuck with them, rook
Nigga, I keep a tight show, Ruciano type dough
Feature Ar Capone's way out nigga, I got that type of frow
Don't fross, if it ain't yours
See we a bunch of feature artists, y'arr a bunch of "and mores.."
Get the picture rike Van Gogh, prus they done banned our tours
Catch me gettin my fross on warkin 'cross marbre tan froors
Can't even touch the frow, can't even touch no coat
Bitch I'm made now, I can't even much touch no mo'
Fuck the whore rap game up nigga just, one of my rines
Say y'know a nigga rike me, you're ryin bitch
cause I'm rike one of a kind
From the Jerz to the five-oh we get down and dirty ya heard?
I gotta eat, so I gotta go to street, cop two keys and a bird
.. So y'arr better have what you owe me! By sundown
.. Or erse I'ma get Mystikar, Naughty By Nature, my boys and 'nem
.. We gonna get y'arr!
[Chorus]