Master P Weed & Money Lyrics

-Check this out
-You a playa if you got b____es and blunts in your house, right?
(right right)
-but you a m_________in' TRU g,
if you get the m___ins and she pay for the trees
-Understand what I'm sayin', n____ you feel me?
-Ya'll Captain Kirk a__ n____z ain't gonna survive
in this 97 s___e age hustle
(so what you sayin'?)

(Chorus)

Ya'll live for b____es and blunts
We live for weed and money

(repeat 8x)

(Master P verse 1)
I stack greens like cheese
Smoke weed with g's
Sell cream to fiends
And roll with beams
Playa haters can't take me, hungry b____es can't break me
God you made me, but ain't no man gone fade me
Got me deep in this game, some n____z don't change
Have mercy on P, just tryin' to have change
In my pockets I'm knockin', the feds can't stop me
Most hoes they jock me, I got knots in my pockets
Caviar and b____es, 6-4 and switches
Champagne and riches, but cooking keys in kitchens
Mansions with marble floors, knocking off chocolate hoes
Boots with ignition, Ferraris and drop rolls
I live with killers, dealers and TRU n____z
No Limit guerrilas, mercenary killers
Beat's by the Pound, haters get clowned
Gone worldwide, but true to the underground

(P and Silkk)
Blow coheva blunts, keep e'm rollin' up
Got your b____ fiening bro, P meaning what

(chorus 8x)

(Master P verse 2)
I scream with riches, tag teaming with b____es
96 we went gold, haters thought we was finished
97 went platinum, now they screaming NO LIMIT
TRU n____z don't fall off this only the beginning

(P and Silkk)
Coming up for what, making hella bucks
n____z getting b__ped or what, counting cash up
Got this game sewed up, n____z straight up no cut
But ya'll couldn't f___ with us, ya'll couldn't f___ with us

(Master P)
Swingin' like t__anic, n____z see us and panic
After big bucks no whami, on our way to the grammy
Ya'll couldn't f___ with killers, they call us dealers
n____z livin' for scrilla, banking with peelas

(P and Silkk)
Army fatigues, n____z straight like g's
Livin' like soldiers with g's, soldiers at ease
Slangin' f___in' tapes like keys, swang 'em just like keys
From Richmond to New Orleans, we be ballin'
Keep them b____es down on they knees, keep 'em on they knees
Got them smokin' on our weed, but not for free

(chorus 8x)

(Silkk)
Ya'll live for b____es and blunts
I live for weed to make money
Man I want so much cash when I wake up in the mornin'
I can't even much count it
Silkk the Shocker, or should I say
The black Frank Nitty see,
Oz's to make g's
the mayor gave me and P keys to the city
Livin' an American dream
5 karats on my pinky ring
Ladies wanna make love to me
n____z wanna look at me all mean
But it's aaight cause you still wonder
I don't want your old lady
But she still flip me the number, I wish she'd flip me some money
See um, it's aight to have cash and thangs
Ghetto millionares to live fashion man
600 we gonna be smashin' man
But since I can't spend no b____es
So I need some cash and thangs

(Chorus)