Master P don't make me act a fool Lyrics

performed by Master P
[Intro]
Yeah n____ I'm going rep this m_________ing No Limit to I D.I.E
Check this out n____
I could gave a f___ what a n____ gotta say about me
I could gave a f___ what the media gotta say about me
n____ I ain't got no m_________ing english
I'm from the hood
And you know what?
If a m_________er come at me they better come right (you huurd me?)

[Chorus x 16]

Don't make me act a fool (what!)

[Verse 1]
Still posted on the block
Still slangin that c__e
Still runnin from the cops
Still lettin those b____es know
Still f___in with your made
Beause blowin that ganja
Uptown New Orleans is where them thugs gonna find me
Rolling with those head bustas
My n____z spliting wigs
A couple f___ing g's n____ it can get did
Straight from the hood
And I represent the street
Send money to the pen
Still f___ing with C (okay!)
R.I.P. to the n____z in the m_________ing dirt
When I look into their momma's eyes I still see the hurt
What a n____ supposed to do when his boy get shot?
Put the bullets in the can and let that m_________er pop

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[Verse 3]
Thug girls, I put my name on them
Me and Jon's like the Lakers
Going for three rings in the game on them
We ain't done til it's a dun-dadda
And I got my own lable so f___ Gucci and Prada n____
I'm underated like Sam Cassell
But when the playoffs come n____ I'm gunna be there
Can't fall off because a n____ ain't average
f___ the I.R.S. a n____ still got cabbage
Know how to play the game because the n____ is a baller
Lil Jon with the beat (jeah!) and now them hoes wanna call ya
I ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quit
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6

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[Verse 4]
I still walk through the hood by m_________ing myself
And if I have some beef n____ I don't need know help
A n____ ain't Puffy and a n____ ain't Ma$e
So give me 50-feet before I catch a f___in case, n____
We ain't going to the Grammys
Find us on the block posted up slangin m_________ing wammies
Still thuged out with the white tees f___-a-n____ who don't like me
I got nine biscuits for the dog that try to bite me
I'm still rowdy
n____ I'm still bouty
Still got them bouncing in the clubs
And the hoes still talk about me
Ten years later n____ I'm still in the game
Y'all thought after 400$ mill a n____ would change?

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