Shoot 'Em Up

(albüm: Mama's Bad Boy - 1992)

[Master P]
A 211 in progress
Cause i'm the type of nigga that the police can't arrest
I'm going crazy, kicking down doors
Breaking in homes, and with my nine, i'm robbing fucking liquor stores
I'm dropping things on you punk ass bitches
From the streets and I keep 'em all listening
Suckas tried to play the P in nine-one
I came with fucking rhymes like a shotgun
I'm breaking 'em like bouldas
A million plus fans and mother fuckas 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 fuck about the radio nigga
Gangsta lyrics that make my mother fucking partners bigger
I roll around town four niggas deep
Bumping shit like fuck the police
See I can never fucking sell out
I was born in the ghetto, so the ghettos what I talk about
One wrong move in the game and your fucked
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 fuckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot the mothe fuckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot the mother fuckas
Shoot the mother fuckas 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 dissing
Now I went big time, I got 'em all ass kissing
I roll in the Benzo, sitting on Lorenzos
Now the same record company's at my window
I guess they wanna talk, talk about what
Heh, making 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 fuckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot them mother fuckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot the mother fuckas
Shoot the mother fuckas up

[Master P]
So I refuse to get paid like them other dummies
Selling hella tapes and ain't making no money
You see I gotta fuck 'em up
I started my own company, that's how a nigga fucking came up
Looking for district bitches
But like my homie SKI it ain't nothing but prostitution
So I refuse to get fucked like a hoe
That's why a nigga make shit 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 saying they in jail, to make they tapes sell
Or popping that nasty shit
Show some pussy on the cover, and talk about eating a bitch
But I can never just stunt
I make that hard-core shit that niggas wanna pump
I'm putting hits on niggas in the rap game
I'm taking 'em out just like the fucking dope game
You run up on P pump your pressing 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 fuckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot the mother fuckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Yo P, what
Shoot them mother fuckas up

[Master P]
Yeah niggas you better break your mother fucking selves
You know what i'm saying
Cause Master P is coming straight gangsta hard-core
With this Underground shit for the nine-two
You know what i'm saying, we shooting 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 fucking house
With this laid-back ass dope track
Check this out, we straight killing mother fuckas this year
So you can take it how you want to you know what i'm saying
You better run bitch!