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How You Do That There

アーティスト:Master P 

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(Master P) Unngghh, How you do that there(remix), how you do that there New Orleans, Baton Rouge How you do that there Lafeyette, Lake Charles How you do that there Shreveport, Mississippi How you do that there Alabama, Atlanta How you do that there Florida, Arkansas How you do that there (Young Bleed) Nigga say who that, heard they want do that Run up if you will get yo ass whipped blue black My nigga my nerve, fresh out the curb Jelly jammin' preserve, nothin' but mossin' my word And a mossberg pistol grip pump on my lap at all times What eva' my nigga cuz young niggas still dyin' Hollin' bout huh, nigga what, huh, giv a fuck nigga what Full of that weed, lick it like a popsicle, A slanted and a janted Have a nigga named Young Bleed party on, in the jungle, Where the murder million mumble for months and dayz Trippin' off these blunts we blaze, Hellin' for high And tellin' em' why, I'm a neva say die, see it my eyes And niggas say I fly like a eagle, see no evil And ain't no sequel to this here, this year I'm bailin' in tha doe Super natural, wit ends, ya'll niggas don't here me though But see how they runnin' everythang on tha cool But they know I'm fittin' to act a fool in this muthafucka Chorus (Young Bleed) Niggas holla how you do that there Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (Master P) From Texas to tha Cali, nigga we don't care (Young Bleed) Niggas holla how you do that there Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (Master P) Missouri, Ohio, nigga we don't care (Young Bleed) I hear they holla, how you do that there Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (Master P) D.C. to tha Valley, nigga we don't care (Young Bleed) And niggas holla how you do that there Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (Master P) California to Virginia nigga, we don't care See in these streetz, anythang goes, My cousin in tha pen hittin' that hind gettin swoll Sent me a letter said P get yo paper don't trust these hoes These niggas they'll take you, hustlin' is a habit Young bread cabbage, popcorn and grits nigga tryin' to get a rabbit What about a nice stallion to slide in, 20in. vogues and some candy Painted to ride in, niggas flip change in tha game cuz we soldiers Eyes of a red cuz a nigga blowin' doujah Tired of black shoe strangs, tight on tha Reeboks Grab yo ski mask, DKNY, I mean a plastic glock Hoes bounce that ass, niggas get dealt wit Keep yo enemy tight, nigga neva thank quick Over some liquir to tha homies I own, R.I.P. to every fuckin' rapper That is gone, Nigga if you bout it, scream and you shout it


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