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master p - trick or treat whodi كلمات الأغنية

(feat. slay sean)

[woman screaming]

[master p]
guess who’s back.. it’s freddy? nah, p b-tch!
wh-ssssssup? ah-hahahahaha

[chorus: repeat 2x]
trick or treat whodi.. where you be whodi?
i’m right ‘cross the street whodi
and i think i seen the beast whodi!

[master p]
it must be halloween, ya heard me? it all happened at once
i’m in the middle of the hood rollin a black and orange blunt
my mind f-cked up, i done seen a black cat [rowr!]
put my hand on my gat and took three steps back
ran up the block it was like a movie
i seen a big haunted house with a chick in a jacuzzi
i knocked on the doors [ding-dong] and it broke the mirror [crash]
i got seven days of bad luck and a dog with no liver(??)
it must be a nightmare, but i’m bout to wake up
then i put my nail in the keyhole {-door-} and jumped in the truck
[engine revs] headed to the club, the party’s off the hook
until i ran into this n-gg- that i knew was a crook
he said… onnnnne, twoooooo… they comin for you
threeee, fourrrrr… better lock your door {-animal roars-}
nah, f-ck the world, i’m about to go for mines
cause i’m trapped in this dream like i’m trapped in crime
i see this younger ??, hair looked just like eve
and i’m thinkin to myself, what the f-ck is she doin in new orleans?
now is this a curse, or sh-t i did bad
or my mind playin tricks cause i sn-tched a kid’s bag

[chorus]

[slay sean]
yeah it’s nighttime, the right time to do crime
n-gg-z hustle, and watch out for po’-nine
it’s showtime, raisin h-ll {-roar!-} one more time
thugs move, no rules bottom line
you got into the sunset to speak your mind {-scree!-}
run – lock your doors, the streets is mine
n-gg-z wild out, {-scree!-} throw eggs, the people beg
october 31st n-gg-z need to be caged
no remorse {-scree!-} you done heard my force
takin, what we want, by means of all sorts
it’s the way of life, payback’s a b-tch, pay the price
somebody gotta suffer, even po-lice
when the streets is dark and cold you fear for your life
you know you hear the screams {-scream-} it’s a horrible sight
n-body fiends, they just wanna survive the night
twelve hours of mayhem as you beg for life

[chorus]

[master p]
trick or treat, kiddies!
bout to deliver the mail once again
“ghetto postage,” all platinum b-tch!

i told y’all everybody
y’all can’t f-ck with no limit (hahahaha)
who’s laughin now, whodi? hehehehe, trick or treat!

junebug, you better take that mask off
and get your little b-tch–ss inside!

- master p

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