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Album: Miscellaneous (2007)
Artists: Master P

  1. 4, 3, 2, 1 (E-Dub Remix)
  2. 6 'n Tha Mornin'
  3. After Dollars, No Cents
  4. Back Against the Wall
  5. Bangin'
  6. Basketball
  7. Bounce That Azz
  8. Converse B-Ball
  9. Did I Do That?
  10. Foolish
  11. Headin' 4 the Jack
  12. Here We Go
  13. Hit Em Up
  14. Homie Ride
  15. Homies and Thuggs
  16. Homies and Thugs (Remix)
  17. Hook It Up
  18. How to Be a Playa
  19. Hustlin'
  20. I Got the Hook Up!
  21. If I Could Change
  22. Is it You? (Deja Vu)
  23. Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta?
  24. Itch or Scratch
  25. Kenny's Dead
  26. Let's Ride (Radio Edit)
  27. Life in the Fast Lane
  28. Live or Die
  29. Locked Up
  30. Made Niggaz
  31. Meal Ticket
  32. No Limit Soldiers II
  33. Paper Chasing
  34. Playa 4 Life
  35. Playaz From the South
  36. Pop Lockin' II
  37. Trouble Me


Master P
Miscellaneous
After Dollars, No Cents
Album: SouthWest Riders (Disc 2)
f/ Silkk The Shocker
Thanks to JTRapGame@aol.com for these lyrics.

[Master P - Intro]
Whatsup niggaz?
This the colonel(hu-haha)
Mr. M-P(nigga)(haha)
Come 1 come all, TRU niggaz ball(I told y'all)
I know there's niggas out there waitin' for the fall
(Y'all can't stop a motherfuckin' Tank)

[Hook - Master P]
After Dollars, no cents
From Chev's to Bents
From cheddar to cheese
Tryin' to pay the rent

After Dollars, no cents
From Chev's to Bents
From cheddar to cheese
Nigga tryin' to pay the rent

[Master P - Verse 1]
I'ma hustler, baller, nigga G'z and cut ki's
Gats for enemies, freeze! hundred degreez
Kill, robbery, soldier- born to ride
Killer- born to die, Mama- was born to cry
Wild like a long fuckin' ranger
Niggaz from the South keep one up in the chamber
Lord knows, when your enemy is quittin'
That's why niggaz watchin' nigga's back,
cause they gone on that powder shit
Caine, nigga's gang, heroin in the vain
Fuckin' with they brains
Who the next nigga to get popped by a cop?
Who the next nigga in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
Nigga on my stomach see - Motherfuckin' T.R.U.
Soldier til I die, fuck it I won't cry
Look my ENEMY, in the eye
Fuck every nigga that ain't real, cause we bout it
And if I have to die, cause a nigga gone shout it
I was born a No Limit Soldier, from heart
Cowards run they mouth, but killers don't talk

[Hook - Master P]
After Dollars, no cents
From Chev's to Bents
From cheddar to cheese
Tryin' to pay the rent

After Dollars, no cents
From Chev's to Bents
From cheddar to cheese
Tryin' to pay the rent

[Master P - Verse 2]
You know Kriss, I'm Kross
Y'all ran, we walked
No Limit niggaz got ghetto dope by pounds and bults
Blowin' tapes up in flames, like weed
Got box albums up like ki's, from the South to overseas
Niggaz independant, and rowdy
Nigga check billboard, number 1 and bout it
That's why niggaz tryin' to get us on the radio
Now niggaz might see the P. on the video
But a nigga, still TRU to the Gizzame
Cause I, represent the hood and every fuckin' nigga that gangbang
The streets is so real, fool guard yo grill
Smoke one for the homies that done made it over the hill
Cause we.....

[Hook - Master P]
After Dollars, no cents
From Chev's to Bents
From cheddar to cheese
Tryin' to pay the rent

After Dollars, no cents
From Chev's to Bents
From cheddar to cheese
Tryin' to pay the rent

[Silkk The Shocker - Verse 3]
After...Dollars no cents, we representin', No Limit
Put a dime rolex presidential, nigga ride everythang ???
Nigga I went from riches to riches
Not motherfuckin' rags to riches
Cause I, always had money
Cause I, always had bitches
Yeah a motherfuckin' nigga tryin' to get mo' dough
Nigga act like you know the motherfuckin' sco' though
I pull a ice solo, hit a 40 G lo
Lay-low pro, get a Benz, too dope
??????, gold Tank, crush diamonds, and mo mo's
Nigga runnin' from the po po's, hidin' from a lo lo'
Takin' trips together to the ???
Fa'sho though, puttin' a vest up under my Polo
Nigga strapped with the 4 when I'm solo
To test the best, then that's a no no
365 days, 24/7, I'm bout my riches
See money, is a must, everything's a plus, includin' weed and bitches
It went from 18/5 a ki, not 18/5 for me, C and P to do a show
Act like y'all know, Ghetto Millionaire,
shippin gold out the do', you know?

[Silkk & Master P - Talking until end]
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