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[master p]Our mission is to get money, power, and bitches, ya heard me? Ha ha (hootie hoo)Chorus: repeat 2xWhere you at whodi? (I'm over here whodi)I'm in dat 5, dat 0, to da 4, ya heard[master p]We drive excursions with tv'sBubble eye humveesA mouth full of gold teethAnd I represent that cp3Where my niggaz on the block boyOpen up shop boyAnd they'll kill ya for them rocks boyGimme some money, dollars and i'ma give you 400 backGive it to me in powder and imma change it into crackI'm tryna change my life but I'm tired of bein brokeThats why I post up with my niggaz and we hustle by the storeChorus (2x)[magic](where you at whodi? ) I'm over here shaggySmokin my do-do in the mo-mo in the black naviBitches will love to have me, because I'm livin lavishI'll take some pussy but head is what really makes me happyI'm downtown in the 9th ward, saint claudeFriday night when the boulevard is full of beacoup broadsIm on the scene full of hennyNew orleansLove me so I ain't gotta spend a fuckin pennyI let em know that I'm a 504 boy from across the canal...[Mystikal]...and I'm from the 12th, I roll by myselfAnd if you can't tell, I'm bad for your healthBitch I'm the man, keep up if you canYall niggaz cant stand itWhen I come with them uptown niggazFrom the 504 with a gun in both handsI'm the tracks, I'm the wheel on the tanksI live on the bill in the banksI come in and do my thangWhere the motherfucka that think I'm playin? Chorus (2x)[mr. marcello]Life in the bricks, believe me niggaz we live itIf they ain't made it yet then bitch they gotta build itMoney to the ceiling, I used to sell rocks on blocksFuckin round wit master p, nigga got ny socksWhodi I'm hot, enough cash to buy y'all blocksTrucks...hold, I got nypd lockedI'm a killa nigga, raw dog guerrilla niggaTry to download the spot cuz willow was hot nigga[silkk]When I come through I come through wildCome through foul, come through loudRun through the crowd, run 2000Come through this kickin like it's kung-fu styleFrom the front to the rear whodi, it's no limit year whodi(yo silkk where you at? ) I'm in this no limit gear whodiChorus (2x)[c-murder]Where I'm at? I'm over here, in the project on the blockIm c-murder, I'm bout dat drama niggaFuck you and your mammaIncarcerate me if you couldBut you gotta find me in the hoodIm foreva gettin bluntedNigga, no limit niggaz keep cominNever runnin from them bitchesDumpin fools up in ditchesAnd snitches, I give em motherfuckin stitchesDat 504, tha calliope, we rattle street and rust ya bladeDuck nigga, watch yo head, it could be ya early graveCheck your rearview, lock them doorsBeat your hoes and cock ya shitCount your money by the bitAnd get tru niggaz in your clique niggaN-o, l-i, m-i to the tIt's just a bunch of crazy motherfuckers just like meChorus (4x)
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