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MASTER P( Percy Robert Miller )
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No Sense (Feat. Chief Keef & Fat Trel)
I'm riding round here getting it The first key for 30, Got a plug on these chickies, gotta be up early My cousin whippin that white, call that bitch molly Keep that pistol on me cause, ain't nobody smiling Niggas try to play me, I don't take no sures This, this ain't no date, you can't get no change of hearts You got 4 ways to flip it, a duffle bag of that money You ain't right with my change, nigga, them young boys be comin We don't fuck with no snitches Sosa, tell em, master p, ah, this shit make no sense It's like a movie, I'm the director My lil niggas ready, that's p Say what don't kill you, make yu stronger Niggas scared to fuck with us, though
Ganja, ganja, I be smoking ganja I be lost some karma, and I could fuck your mama 2 30's, no phones, flexin in the summer Riding in my summer, 24 baramas Thunder through that checks… I got no limit In the clip of my fm, I let it spit It trilly over here, he pull up in the whip Got a lot of banana clips, 40 niggas don't be mix I say bitch I'm from…we got more kills than afghanistan O block just..we the new ku kux klan All my boys knock hammers, now all you niggas damaged Some of you boys won't make it, from these 3 hunneds carrots, bang This shit don't make no sense, this shit don't make no sense This shit don't make no sense, this shit don't make no sense, nah I say this shit don't make no sense, it's … in my pocket This shit don't make no sense, this shit don't make no sense, nah It's … in my cup, this shit don't make no sense, hey I say this shit don't make no sense
In the jungle with killers, tell the streets that we've made it Untouchable niggas, we was born and beheaded Me and sosa went telling, we get money together Hood niggas we eating, and we die for whatever See they scared of my niggas, they wouldn't give him a … I said free c murder, and we gonn ride for trevon Taking pictures in the hood, some of these niggas be snitchese Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Pillow talking with hoes, while I'm counting my riches Bad bitches be callin, I'm on the…with my niggas Louie v on the pillars, smokin weed with the killers I'ma ride for my niggas, now the world gonn feel us Underrated by some, disputed by many This shit don't make no sense, this shit don't make no sense This shit don't make no sense, this shit don't make no sense, nah I say this shit don't make no sense, it's … in my pocket This shit don't make no sense, this shit don't make no sense, nah It's … in my cup, this shit don't make no sense, hey I say this shit don't make no sense
Shit don't make no sense, all the money, all the bitches, yeah I get Ride high, but my 40 ride low And show my lap …on my hair I can't forget to flip a whip and make a pie Molly high, you can see it in my eyes Give her dick, cause I know she love to ride Then she fuck me anywhere, anytime I know the head she take the dick and break it down …the click and make my bitches wait in line It's nothing new cause boo I do this all the time And since I shoot she better knew to have mine, bitch This shit don't make no sense, this shit don't make no sense This shit don't make no sense, this shit don't make no sense, nah I say this shit don't make no sense, it's … in my pocket This shit don't make no sense, this shit don't make no sense, nah It's … in my cup, this shit don't make no sense, hey I say this shit don't make no sense, bam,
These lame ass niggas You ain't bout that life, you's a lame ass nigga Lame ass nigga, hating on me cause a nigga got dope Bitch nigga trippin, cause that trick nigga broke Man I'm in my bentley by the motherfucking stop And I'm might fuck as coke, on this motherfucking lope Came up with nothing, nigga why you trippin Keep that 4 copped, I ain't motherfucking slippin Draped in all this gold, nigga feel like king tuk.
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