Trust no body

Trust no body Lyrics

[Master P]
A 211 in progress
Cause i'm the type of nigga that the police can't arrest
I'm going crazy, kickin' down doors
Breakin' in homes, and with my nine, i'm robbin' f**kin' liquor stores
I'm droppin' things on you punk ass b**ches
From the streets and I keep 'em all listenin'
Suckas tried to play the P in nine-one
I came with f**kin' rhymes like a shotgun
I'm breakin' 'em like bouldas
A million plus fans and mother f**kas I told ya
That the P would come through like a bullet
Cock the mic like a gauge, grab the handle and then pull it
Don't give a f**k about the radio nigga
Gangsta lyrics that make my mother f**kin' partners bigger
I roll around town four niggas deep
Bumpin' sh*t like f**k the police
See I can never f**kin' sell out
I was born in the ghetto, so the ghettos what I talk about
One wrong move in the game and your f**ked
And if I think your going do me, i'm gonna shoot your ass up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot the mother f**kas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot the mothe f**kas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot the mother f**kas
Shoot the mother f**kas up

[Master P]
Alot of labels try to play in nine-two
They didn't really think the P would come through
And niggas just dissin'
Now I went big time, I got 'em all ass kissin'
I roll in the Benzo, sittin' on Lorenzos
Now the same record company's at my window
I guess they wanna talk, talk about what
Heh, makin' me a star
Well you gotta pay me
Cause to the Underground alone I done sold hella tapes
Thanks to my hookup, my concerts are booked up
The same companies mad they over-looked us
Thick ass contracts to get a nigga stuck
And then my lawyer say you ain't legit, I gotta shoot you up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot them mother f**kas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot them mother f**kas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot the mother f**kas
Shoot the mother f**kas up

[Master P]
So I refuse to get paid like them other dummies
Sellin' hella tapes and ain't makin' no money
You see I gotta f**k 'em up
I started my own company, that's how a nigga f**kin' came up
Lookin' for district b**ches
But like my homie SKI it ain't nothin' but prostitution
So I refuse to get f**ked like a hoe
That's why a nigga make sh*t for the god damn streets bro
Now the underground I rule
Success came fast but I done paid hella dues
Alot of rappers try ????, like sayin' they in jail, to make they tapes sell
Or poppin' that nasty sh*t
Show some pussy on the cover, and talk about eatin' a b**ch
But I can never just stunt
I make that hard-core sh*t that niggas wanna pump
I'm puttin' hits on niggas in the rap game
I'm takin' 'em out just like the f**kin' dope game
You run up on P pump your pressin' your luck
I pack a nine cause I just might shoot a nigga up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot the mother f**kas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot the mother f**kas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Yo P, what
Shoot them mother f**kas up

[Master P]
Yeah niggas you better break your mother f**kin' selves
You know what i'm sayin'
Cause Master P is comin' straight gangsta hard-core
With this Underground sh*t for the nine-two
You know what i'm sayin', we shootin' niggas up this year
I got my partner Calli G close to me
Silkk, C-Murder, Fonzo, Sonya C, SKI, and CMT in the mother f**kin' house
With this laid-back ass dope track
Check this out, we straight killin' mother f**kas this year
So you can take it how you want to you know what i'm sayin'
You better run b**ch!