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master p - locked up كلمات الأغنية

[p] yo lemme hit that jail one mo’ time for these people callin

[officer]
prisoner, one-seven-fo’-nine-eight-six, dash-five-oh-fo’
do you have anything, to say for yo’self before sentencing?

[master p]
hehehe, yes!
n-gg- i’m a rottweiler, they call me dawg on the streets
i never leave the house without my hand on my heat
i run with pitbulls, like kirk, boz and jimmy
and we ain’t takin shorts, every dollar to the penny
big cereal – chompin, white granola
got a b-tch uptown with the dope in a baby stroller
f-ck with me, then you f-cked in the game
n-gg-z snitch to the feds take two to the brain
we live the thug life, make money from the drug life
flip a quarter ki, every day all night
ship me to oz, i’m still in it
f-ck the haters, no limit we still winnin
i’m a killer my n-gg- – fool, check the rap sheet
murder, armed robbery, kidnappin, conspiracy

[chorus – repeat 2x]
this is for my n-gg-z that’s locked up (locked up!)
gangsters, til they boxed up (boxed up!)
livin the laws, everyday we ready for war
we soldiers. hard to the core

[slay sean? ]
i used to sling rocks, out on blocks, gun c-cked
thinkin to myself – all these dumb–ss cops
night time i was cold with two things on my mind
get that money, rock a n-gg- if he get out of line
put two in his spine, a n-gg- just lookin for crime
heat it up, squeezin off for even lookin at mine
a basket case, tie you up, blast your face
sn-tch the safe, closed casket at your wake
two murders, three-time felon, catch the case
facin double life i made some bad mistakes

[short circuit? ]
courts, judges, bars, lawyers
fam-o, wifey, sons, daughters
freedom, need that, shanks, keep that
eight o’clock lock y’all know where i be at
ran ’til i couldn’t run the slums with guns
livin straight wild, knowin how the jakes gon’ come
too many cats, in my hood, gettin it good
know what i did, sh-t they got me facin a bid

[chorus]

[krazy? ]
even as a little soldier, momma called me a thug
the block full of dope fiends, lookin for drugs
and i never let the dirty money p-ss me n-gg-
no matter how much c-ke i sold it never last me n-gg-
they blast me n-gg-, three n-gg-z lookin for ki’s
me and my kids duct-taped, layin down on our knees
i said i’d bust them n-gg-z heads, and believe i did
now them b-tches got me locked down, facin a bid

[chorus]

- master p

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