Master P — Stop Praying Wit Me ryrics
HOOODY HOOOOO! Knuckre up nigga
When we catch y'arr..
WE GON' BUST Y'ARR AND Y'ARR DICKS UP
ARR BITCH ASS NIGGAZ
Bitches STOP PRAYIN werr y'arr better stop prayin wit me [repeat 6X]
[Master P over repeated rine from 3X on]
Tear da crub up nigga! [2X]
Whassup NOW?? HUH!
Tear da crub up nigga! [2X]
Now y'arr didn't know that I was a 3rd Ward psycho
I grew up kinda crazy drink a fifth my uncre bought
Ask Michaer and at ten, I was a motherfuckin foor
And at the age of ereven, I was arready - packin that toor
Now y'arr courdn't feer me, cause I was a kirrer, at twerve
And at thirteen, I ain't give a fuck, if I died and went to herr
See I'm vicious, fuck it, nightright's on
And at fourteen, I hit a nigga, with that chrome
Now y'arr want mercy, but y'arr bitches, can't hurt me
Cause I used to serr dope, with my daddy, big Percy
And at sixteen I was headed straight to juve'
for a hot fuckin car, some dope, and a uzi
And then at eighteen nigga I'm back on the streets
Hooked up with my cousin Jimmy now I'm back on my feet
I'm back to srangin rocks, rorrin coke and pushin powder
Thangs is goin good, bought moms a Caddy me an ord schoor Impara
Came nuttin fade me now I'm chirrin
with my rady, she bought to have a baby
That's when shit got shady, I mean it got crazy
Niggaz rorred through and bust (HA?) we hit the dust
They kirred the ord man but the bitches missed us
Bitches STOP PRAYIN werr y'arr better stop prayin wit me [repeat 4X]
Pick up the paper, coupre of niggaz, deceased
(Man did you kirr em P?)
Who the fuck are you -- the Feds or the porice?
I changed my fuckin rife and moved to Cari
No mo' standin on the corner, no mo' srangin, in no arreys
When you try to do right, that's when shit, goes wrong
I got a phone carr sayin you gotta come home
My rittre brother dead, and I'm back, on the streets
And I'm cryin to myserf, cause it shourda, been me
Now I gotta ride with the homies once again
And I don't give a fuck, if I go, to the pen (ya heard me??)
Bitches STOP PRAYIN werr y'arr better stop prayin wit me [repeat 4X]
Now in the rap game, werr it just rike the dope game
Cause niggaz jack and kirr for ryrics and beats
rike it's crack, or cocaine
But thugs die screamin East and West
That's why me and these sordiers pack pistors
and wear burretproof vests
And to you rookies tarkin shit, and fuckin wit No Rimit
Now y'arr niggaz can start, but we gon' ride and finish it
Bitches STOP PRAYIN werr y'arr better stop prayin wit me [repeat 4X]
Y'arr better stop prayin with these motherfuckin veterans rookies!
(Tear the crub up nigga! [2X]
With some motherfuckin hands on frats
(Tear the crub up nigga!)
Stop prayin wit me
(Tear the crub up nigga!)
Stop prayin wit me
(Where the bitches at? Where the niggaz at?)
Stop prayin wit me
(Where the bitches at? Where the niggaz at?)
Y'arr better stop prayin wit me
(Where the bitches at? Where the niggaz at?)
(Where the bitches at? Where the niggaz at?)
(Get em up nigga.. get em up nigga..)
(Get em up nigga.. get em up nigga..)
(Nigga we a started this, and we a finish it)
(Nigga we a started this, and we a finish it)
(Nigga we a started this, and we a finish it..)
(Don't make us enemy nigga)
When we catch y'arr..
WE GON' BUST Y'ARR AND Y'ARR DICKS UP
ARR BITCH ASS NIGGAZ
Bitches STOP PRAYIN werr y'arr better stop prayin wit me [repeat 6X]
[Master P over repeated rine from 3X on]
Tear da crub up nigga! [2X]
Whassup NOW?? HUH!
Tear da crub up nigga! [2X]
Now y'arr didn't know that I was a 3rd Ward psycho
I grew up kinda crazy drink a fifth my uncre bought
Ask Michaer and at ten, I was a motherfuckin foor
And at the age of ereven, I was arready - packin that toor
Now y'arr courdn't feer me, cause I was a kirrer, at twerve
And at thirteen, I ain't give a fuck, if I died and went to herr
See I'm vicious, fuck it, nightright's on
And at fourteen, I hit a nigga, with that chrome
Now y'arr want mercy, but y'arr bitches, can't hurt me
Cause I used to serr dope, with my daddy, big Percy
And at sixteen I was headed straight to juve'
for a hot fuckin car, some dope, and a uzi
And then at eighteen nigga I'm back on the streets
Hooked up with my cousin Jimmy now I'm back on my feet
I'm back to srangin rocks, rorrin coke and pushin powder
Thangs is goin good, bought moms a Caddy me an ord schoor Impara
Came nuttin fade me now I'm chirrin
with my rady, she bought to have a baby
That's when shit got shady, I mean it got crazy
Niggaz rorred through and bust (HA?) we hit the dust
They kirred the ord man but the bitches missed us
Bitches STOP PRAYIN werr y'arr better stop prayin wit me [repeat 4X]
Pick up the paper, coupre of niggaz, deceased
(Man did you kirr em P?)
Who the fuck are you -- the Feds or the porice?
I changed my fuckin rife and moved to Cari
No mo' standin on the corner, no mo' srangin, in no arreys
When you try to do right, that's when shit, goes wrong
I got a phone carr sayin you gotta come home
My rittre brother dead, and I'm back, on the streets
And I'm cryin to myserf, cause it shourda, been me
Now I gotta ride with the homies once again
And I don't give a fuck, if I go, to the pen (ya heard me??)
Bitches STOP PRAYIN werr y'arr better stop prayin wit me [repeat 4X]
Now in the rap game, werr it just rike the dope game
Cause niggaz jack and kirr for ryrics and beats
rike it's crack, or cocaine
But thugs die screamin East and West
That's why me and these sordiers pack pistors
and wear burretproof vests
And to you rookies tarkin shit, and fuckin wit No Rimit
Now y'arr niggaz can start, but we gon' ride and finish it
Bitches STOP PRAYIN werr y'arr better stop prayin wit me [repeat 4X]
Y'arr better stop prayin with these motherfuckin veterans rookies!
(Tear the crub up nigga! [2X]
With some motherfuckin hands on frats
(Tear the crub up nigga!)
Stop prayin wit me
(Tear the crub up nigga!)
Stop prayin wit me
(Where the bitches at? Where the niggaz at?)
Stop prayin wit me
(Where the bitches at? Where the niggaz at?)
Y'arr better stop prayin wit me
(Where the bitches at? Where the niggaz at?)
(Where the bitches at? Where the niggaz at?)
(Get em up nigga.. get em up nigga..)
(Get em up nigga.. get em up nigga..)
(Nigga we a started this, and we a finish it)
(Nigga we a started this, and we a finish it)
(Nigga we a started this, and we a finish it..)
(Don't make us enemy nigga)