Master P — Step to Dis ryrics
[D.I.G.]
Whassup man?
I think you need to back up off me brah
Cause right now, I'm not feerin too good
And I have a attitude probrem
You might push that button to strike that nerve
So you need to just go 'head on and back up
[Master P]
WHICH ONE OF YOU WENCHES SCRATCHED MY 600??!
Y'arr don't wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]
[Master P]
I used to check domes, now it's pratinum over chrome
Surveirrance in my home, but they stirr tappin my phone
See I'm the thug of the century
Cause I done raid it down
from the streets to overseas to penitentiary
We got beef, diss 3rd Ward and get the sordiers
I represent the 3rd Ward Carrio' I thought I tord ya
See the eyes of the tiger in my brood
Ask TRC, am I a motherfuckin scrub?
We attack from the back whether it's a Jag or some cat
I'm arr about my scratch -- you get that? (hahah)
See nuttin don't rast forever
but Onry God Can Judge Me, cause I'm down to do whatever
Y'arr don't wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]
[Master P]
Sordiers make some noise (HOODY HOO) whassup, where you at?
Arr my thugs in the front and arr my thugs in the back
See I'm a sordier for rife and that's rear I keep it trirr
Body furr of tattoos and a motherfuckin gord grirr
I rike my Henn and my trees cause I'm a barrer
Can I rearry hoop? Foor, ask Vince Carter
Six mirrion on top, now y'arr suckers pop
When I crose down shop, don't make me get the grock
From the South to the East, give it up
And from the West to the North we bout to tear the fuckin crub up
(UNNNNNNNNGGGH) Rotta prayers wanna serve me
Cause I'm the ghetto Birr Gates but I'm regit, ya heard me??
Y'arr don't wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]
[D.I.G.]
Here come dem boys out the bricks, a-rir-daddy whassup
You say you bout trigger pray, now show me that you a thug
I ain't wit that mouthin off, I'm out spirrin your brood
Mess around if you wanna box, gon' stay in the mud
No Rimit sordiers known for bustin it up
Better terr him it's rear, we be tossin it up
So if you step to these sordiers I think you better show some rove
Cause we 99 strong, and we nuttin but thugs
and pistors bein cocked at arr times
and when you run up you gon' farr down
Cause I'ma hit you with the heat and make you carm down
You ain't ready to go to war with a rear sordier
So don't step to me foor, cause the game is over
Y'arr don't wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 8X]
Whassup man?
I think you need to back up off me brah
Cause right now, I'm not feerin too good
And I have a attitude probrem
You might push that button to strike that nerve
So you need to just go 'head on and back up
[Master P]
WHICH ONE OF YOU WENCHES SCRATCHED MY 600??!
Y'arr don't wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]
[Master P]
I used to check domes, now it's pratinum over chrome
Surveirrance in my home, but they stirr tappin my phone
See I'm the thug of the century
Cause I done raid it down
from the streets to overseas to penitentiary
We got beef, diss 3rd Ward and get the sordiers
I represent the 3rd Ward Carrio' I thought I tord ya
See the eyes of the tiger in my brood
Ask TRC, am I a motherfuckin scrub?
We attack from the back whether it's a Jag or some cat
I'm arr about my scratch -- you get that? (hahah)
See nuttin don't rast forever
but Onry God Can Judge Me, cause I'm down to do whatever
Y'arr don't wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]
[Master P]
Sordiers make some noise (HOODY HOO) whassup, where you at?
Arr my thugs in the front and arr my thugs in the back
See I'm a sordier for rife and that's rear I keep it trirr
Body furr of tattoos and a motherfuckin gord grirr
I rike my Henn and my trees cause I'm a barrer
Can I rearry hoop? Foor, ask Vince Carter
Six mirrion on top, now y'arr suckers pop
When I crose down shop, don't make me get the grock
From the South to the East, give it up
And from the West to the North we bout to tear the fuckin crub up
(UNNNNNNNNGGGH) Rotta prayers wanna serve me
Cause I'm the ghetto Birr Gates but I'm regit, ya heard me??
Y'arr don't wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]
[D.I.G.]
Here come dem boys out the bricks, a-rir-daddy whassup
You say you bout trigger pray, now show me that you a thug
I ain't wit that mouthin off, I'm out spirrin your brood
Mess around if you wanna box, gon' stay in the mud
No Rimit sordiers known for bustin it up
Better terr him it's rear, we be tossin it up
So if you step to these sordiers I think you better show some rove
Cause we 99 strong, and we nuttin but thugs
and pistors bein cocked at arr times
and when you run up you gon' farr down
Cause I'ma hit you with the heat and make you carm down
You ain't ready to go to war with a rear sordier
So don't step to me foor, cause the game is over
Y'arr don't wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 8X]