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| Master P Miscellaneous Life in the Fast Lane Album: I'm Going Big Time 12" f/ C-Murder Thanks to HuntersWebsite@aol.com for these lyrics. (Master P) Yo fool, reach me another clip, you know what i'm sayin'? These niggas been talking hella shit in 91 (here you go fool) Yeah, but check this out, It's 1992 and the real untouchables is back in this motherfucker With a whole new stupid sick as posse, ready to get paid Check it out, I am going to introduce you to my motherfucking posse, you know what i'm saying? Markest Banks in the motherfucking house Daniel Fry in the motherfucking house Chilee Powdah in the motherfucking house DJ Ambush in the motherfucking house C-Murder in the motherfucking house Master P in the motherfucking house And check this out, you know what i'm saying though? We bout to get stupid though C-Murder bout to go and bust a freestyle and let you niggas know what's happening out here Go tell them what's up C-Murder... (C-Murder) My life is moving fast, but i'm taking it slow And i'm watching my back everywhere I go Cause niggas getting mad for the shit that I own From my gold to my money to my cellular phone A fool thought he robbed me, thought he got away clean 'Til he turned around, I put some holes in his jeans Then he lost his balance and fell straight to his knees Threw his hands in the air and started begging me please(pleeeaassee) Don't shoot me C, I got some kids at home I said, "Fuck it," and put a hole in his dome Because the way the world is, you can't be faking the funk You say one word and homies popping they trunk But do you think this shit is over? Well, it just begun You know I don't take shit and I do not run Because if a nigga fuck with me, then he needs to be robbed Jackin' motherfuckers is my only job I take your money, your shoes, and you brand new jeep And if you see my face, then I put you to sleep I just take advice of what my brother say (Master P: "Remember this...") "Always watch your back and never ever play." Don't leave your piece, because you would not win My nine millimeter is my best friend (Master P) Yeah haha (C-Murder) Because this is the fast life bitch, and I will bust your ass Strip you clean, and leave you dead in the grass I'm C-Murder, bitch and I come in hard With my gat, I am sending more niggas to the morgue (Master P) Sending niggas to the morgue C-Murder's sending niggas to the morgue C-Murder's sending niggas to the morgue C-Murder's sending niggas to the morgue... The real untouchables, yeah, ha The real untouchables, yeah The real untouchables, yeah And check it out, this for 92 C-Murder's sending niggas to the morgue C-Murder's sending niggas to the morgue C-Murder's sending niggas to the morgue... C-Murder's sending niggas to the morgue Richmond, Cali's in the motherfucking house Houston, Texas in the motherfucking house New Orleans in the motherfucking house Yeah, ha Check it out, check it out C-Murder, C-Murder C-Murder you got any last words before we go and get up out this motherfucker? (C-Murder) Yeah, if niggas talk shit, I am going to commit a homicide Bitch, punk ass motherfuckers (Master P) We out this motherfucker like the last nigga that fuck with us last year Especially these bitches, haha |
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