Bun B; C-Murder; Master P; Pimp Akickdoe! Lyrics

Yo C Murder
n____ you woke?
Keep your eyes on the road n____
Pass the weed (ok)
We gon' head up interstate 10
We gon' pick up Pimp C and Bun B (that's my n____s there)
We gon' get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it
We gon' handle our business
We gon' smoke
We gon' make it back to the N.O.
Cuz u know whut?
Us South n____z don't playa hate
We got love from the South East, West, to the Nizorth
But it's your time baby
We gon' handle our business
And we gonna do this s___ like g'z
We gonna represent the gizame
Ya heard me?
[Pimp C]
This game f___ed up
I ain't got no friends
I done spend my last 70,000 dollars on a drop-top bienz
Ugh, and I'm a trill n____
Down to put my .45 to his Hillfiger
Lay it down m____fucka because I'm bustin' for mine
Take that nine everytime and I ain't tryin' dyin'
n____z dyin' Port Arthur (huh n____ what?)
You Think that I'm playin? (huh n____ what?)
Bust 17 times and let 'em feel what I'm sayin'
UGK and C-Murder
Cadillac and a Tank (Master P)
Bout to fade to platinum
Smoke some dank and some drank
But b____ luv me when I come to your city
Serve my d___ out her p____
and bust my nuts on her t__ties
Ugh, it's just a matter of time before I'm up in your house
With my mask on my face and my thang in your mouth
Now get your mind right n____ (mind right)
and make a pimp b____
and never put trust in a trick a__ b____ (trick a__ b____)
[chorus x4]
I'm bout ta pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!)
Lay down on the flo' (flo')
Want the cheese and the money or everybody gotta go (gotta go)
[Bun B]
They try to run up in the manger (run up)
Now hold oon Bun B
I see me P and C in danger (danger)
Just like the ATF, PD, and Texas Rangers
f___in' with me and my middle finga.
But to this s___ n____ we ain't strangers
But I Gotta bust my magnums
Gotta gage these pistols
Hand grenades, and land mines
chopper smoke bombs and missiles
Some of them b____es whistle
Some of them b____es silent
But all them b____es handle business
All of them violent
Bout it bout it and dangerous
soldiers that wanna gang with us
Bang with us, hang with us
get that No Limit slang with us
I came to bust every a__ in my way till it's over
so get the chip off your shoulder
feature this
I done told yah
Hold you hostage in your own apartment complex
n____ I can see that you got plicked
Sit down and take a time trip
this ain't nothin' ta sneeze at
the fear in your eyes I see
b____ where's the key's & g'z at?
[chorus x2]
[C-Murder]
Lay it down m____fucka
Everybody gotta go
Give me the loot is what I tell 'em
When I kick in the doe'
n____ I'm mad at the world
for my lack of havin' papers
f___ the law and the cops
Cuz I'm down for a caper
[Master P]
Some say we dangerous
Especially when we broke
I'm mo daily than a dope fiend fiendin' for dope
I just live for confetti
You see I'm daily like Freddy
You see I run through your house and leave it messy like messy
[C-Murder]
I got too much choice in my head
I wanna take my own life
My last chance is a 211 (what)
But it got me thankin' twice (f___ that)
It's a drought right now
So these drugs ain't happenin'
And if it wasn't for No Limit
there would be no money or rapping.
[Master P]
You see my boy had an apartment full of keyz and g'z
The word on the street is his homie told his baby momma to freeze!
You see you can't trust nobody in this dope game
keep your eyez on your enemies
Stack some chips and get out man.
[C-Murder]
Give me a ski-mask, a 9
I'll be a down a__ n____
And watch me pull a flee-flicker
And make my cheese get bigger
If I get caught I'm facing 25, but that don't mean s___
Cuz if I go to jail it's gotta be better than living like this
n____ 2 shots in the air
Cuz I ain't bout bein' broke
And if you bout i make a move
n____, everybody gotta go
Just some bout it n____z from New Orleans
And Texas hooked up
C-Murder, Master P, and UGK
Now n____ what?
[chorus till fade]