Lyrics
Ya talkin' that shit bitch nigga(wusup, wusup)
Better get cha mind right(wusup, wusup)
What, Huh what
Ya talkin' that shit bitch nigga(wusup, wusup)
Better get cha mind right(wusup, wusup)
What, Huh what
Ya talkin' that shit bitch nigga(wusup, wusup)
Better get cha mind right(wusup, wusup)
What, Huh what
Ya talkin' that shit bitch nigga(wusup, wusup)
Better get cha mind right(wusup, wusup)
What, Huh what
One lonely soldier I be
The last real nigga still down with Master P
I do this for the money and I do this for the love
I do this for my soldiers and I do this for my Thugs
A lot of these rappers ain't talkin' bout nothin'
I don't knock it get ya money nigga
Keep rap hustlin'
But don't go to talkin' that Gangsta shit
Cause I got money
Now what'cha think I'm send a hit?
You dead wrong my 44 long it won't leave yo head on
I really would knock it off yo Shoulder
I'm wild Magnolia never a dirt diver
I got war wounds been in the line of Fire
Shoot that nigga, fuck dat nigga
Lay dat nigga down
Wody was talkin' shit in the wrong part of town
Ya talkin' that shit bitch nigga(wusup, wusup)
Better get cha mind right(wusup, wusup)
What, Huh what
Ya talkin' that shit bitch nigga(wusup, wusup)
Better get cha mind right(wusup, wusup)
What, Huh what
Ya talkin' that shit bitch nigga(wusup, wusup)
Better get cha mind right(wusup, wusup)
What, Huh what
Ya talkin' that shit bitch nigga(wusup, wusup)
Better get cha mind right(wusup, wusup)
What, Huh what
I hope you understand that
I'm tellin' you somethin' very beneficial
Cause I own streets machines with bullets
That hold baby missiles
You Lil' Boys artificial playin' with them Lil' Pop pistols
I put hoes in you so deep you see only yo bone gristle