歌曲 | Time To Check My Crackhouse |
歌手 | Master P |
专辑 | Ice Cream Man |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Master P | |
Time to check my crackhouse, my crackhouse, my crackhouse | |
[verse 1] | |
The p rat a tat | |
It's time to start checkin' shit | |
I'm the wrong nigga in the projects to be fuckin' with | |
Man get that mack-11 | |
It's time for some drama | |
Any nigga come up short with the cheese gonna see his momma | |
Gone off that posit and slippin' that 4 | |
I'm bout ta lay it down with this muthafuckin' toy | |
You bitches better break me off my money cuz i'm crazy | |
Girl you ain't got my cash | |
You won't see your baby | |
Put my dope in the baggies i mean the bundle up | |
Dollar bills in my fuckin' pocket tightly crumbled up | |
50's in my mouth got my goddamn tongue | |
Remember when i walk on the set | |
Bitch i'm gonna leave you dumb | |
Break me off my cash | |
I ain't takin' no shorts | |
I'm aimin' that tek-9 right at your heart | |
Ain't no fuckin' return from the dead | |
I'm ready to kill bitch | |
I'm the wrong nigga in the game to be fuckin' with | |
I'm kickin' doors down | |
Tryna' get my money | |
Leavin' fiends on the ground | |
Face down like dummies | |
You better have the cash | |
Or your ass in the body bag | |
Killa murda muthafucka | |
I ain't runnin' from the tads | |
Rat-a-tat-tat is the sound from my gat | |
I told you muthafuckas that you won't be coming back | |
You came up short with the muthafuckin' grits | |
That's why yo ass got caught up in some gangsta shit | |
Call me the black rambo | |
Cuz i don't give a fuck | |
And just like my boy said | |
Yo ass got plucked | |
You shoulda came right with my money | |
You started smokin' | |
That's why i had to break you off some tokens | |
So jump on the bus ride to hell bitch | |
I'm gonna let your know who the fuck you be fuckin' with | |
Tha m-a-ster to the muthafuckin' p | |
And i ain't takin' no shorts with ya'll niggas with my d | |
[chorus x 4] | |
[verse 2] | |
Went into the crackhouse and opened up the safe | |
One nigga at the door lookin' at me hellah fake | |
I played it all like it was fuckin good g | |
That's when i told my man | |
Hit 'em with the oozi! | |
That's it | |
1-2-times rat a tatta | |
One nigga on the ground lookin' like a eggo plater | |
But i ain't even trippin' | |
Gotta show them i ain't fakin' | |
Cuz if these other niggas get me for some bacon | |
I started counting my dope | |
Everything was cool black | |
Headed to the front | |
Got them fiends walkin' in the back | |
I ain't even trippin' | |
Ain't no time to serve these fiends | |
I got 40 g's and two fuckin' keys | |
Headed to the bienz to put the fuckin' cash up | |
Jumped on the freeway nigga fuckin' dashed bro | |
Think i see the rollers behind me through the rear-view | |
But i ain't even trippin' cuz i ran through clear view | |
Stopped at egg-zone tried to get some gas | |
That's when i see two robbers on my ass | |
Played it all cold | |
Told b to get that pistol | |
Jumped back in the bienz shoulda seen they head whistle | |
I wen't back to the house and my homie want some flour | |
I ain't scarface but got the money and the power | |
They call me nino brown | |
Or fuckin' frank nitty | |
But if you come up short | |
There's gonna be some shit up in my city | |
[chorus x 4] | |
Am i my brothers keep (x 6) |
zuo ci : Master P | |
Time to check my crackhouse, my crackhouse, my crackhouse | |
verse 1 | |
The p rat a tat | |
It' s time to start checkin' shit | |
I' m the wrong nigga in the projects to be fuckin' with | |
Man get that mack11 | |
It' s time for some drama | |
Any nigga come up short with the cheese gonna see his momma | |
Gone off that posit and slippin' that 4 | |
I' m bout ta lay it down with this muthafuckin' toy | |
You bitches better break me off my money cuz i' m crazy | |
Girl you ain' t got my cash | |
You won' t see your baby | |
Put my dope in the baggies i mean the bundle up | |
Dollar bills in my fuckin' pocket tightly crumbled up | |
50' s in my mouth got my goddamn tongue | |
Remember when i walk on the set | |
Bitch i' m gonna leave you dumb | |
Break me off my cash | |
I ain' t takin' no shorts | |
I' m aimin' that tek9 right at your heart | |
Ain' t no fuckin' return from the dead | |
I' m ready to kill bitch | |
I' m the wrong nigga in the game to be fuckin' with | |
I' m kickin' doors down | |
Tryna' get my money | |
Leavin' fiends on the ground | |
Face down like dummies | |
You better have the cash | |
Or your ass in the body bag | |
Killa murda muthafucka | |
I ain' t runnin' from the tads | |
Ratatattat is the sound from my gat | |
I told you muthafuckas that you won' t be coming back | |
You came up short with the muthafuckin' grits | |
That' s why yo ass got caught up in some gangsta shit | |
Call me the black rambo | |
Cuz i don' t give a fuck | |
And just like my boy said | |
Yo ass got plucked | |
You shoulda came right with my money | |
You started smokin' | |
That' s why i had to break you off some tokens | |
So jump on the bus ride to hell bitch | |
I' m gonna let your know who the fuck you be fuckin' with | |
Tha master to the muthafuckin' p | |
And i ain' t takin' no shorts with ya' ll niggas with my d | |
chorus x 4 | |
verse 2 | |
Went into the crackhouse and opened up the safe | |
One nigga at the door lookin' at me hellah fake | |
I played it all like it was fuckin good g | |
That' s when i told my man | |
Hit ' em with the oozi! | |
That' s it | |
12times rat a tatta | |
One nigga on the ground lookin' like a eggo plater | |
But i ain' t even trippin' | |
Gotta show them i ain' t fakin' | |
Cuz if these other niggas get me for some bacon | |
I started counting my dope | |
Everything was cool black | |
Headed to the front | |
Got them fiends walkin' in the back | |
I ain' t even trippin' | |
Ain' t no time to serve these fiends | |
I got 40 g' s and two fuckin' keys | |
Headed to the bienz to put the fuckin' cash up | |
Jumped on the freeway nigga fuckin' dashed bro | |
Think i see the rollers behind me through the rearview | |
But i ain' t even trippin' cuz i ran through clear view | |
Stopped at eggzone tried to get some gas | |
That' s when i see two robbers on my ass | |
Played it all cold | |
Told b to get that pistol | |
Jumped back in the bienz shoulda seen they head whistle | |
I wen' t back to the house and my homie want some flour | |
I ain' t scarface but got the money and the power | |
They call me nino brown | |
Or fuckin' frank nitty | |
But if you come up short | |
There' s gonna be some shit up in my city | |
chorus x 4 | |
Am i my brothers keep x 6 |
zuò cí : Master P | |
Time to check my crackhouse, my crackhouse, my crackhouse | |
verse 1 | |
The p rat a tat | |
It' s time to start checkin' shit | |
I' m the wrong nigga in the projects to be fuckin' with | |
Man get that mack11 | |
It' s time for some drama | |
Any nigga come up short with the cheese gonna see his momma | |
Gone off that posit and slippin' that 4 | |
I' m bout ta lay it down with this muthafuckin' toy | |
You bitches better break me off my money cuz i' m crazy | |
Girl you ain' t got my cash | |
You won' t see your baby | |
Put my dope in the baggies i mean the bundle up | |
Dollar bills in my fuckin' pocket tightly crumbled up | |
50' s in my mouth got my goddamn tongue | |
Remember when i walk on the set | |
Bitch i' m gonna leave you dumb | |
Break me off my cash | |
I ain' t takin' no shorts | |
I' m aimin' that tek9 right at your heart | |
Ain' t no fuckin' return from the dead | |
I' m ready to kill bitch | |
I' m the wrong nigga in the game to be fuckin' with | |
I' m kickin' doors down | |
Tryna' get my money | |
Leavin' fiends on the ground | |
Face down like dummies | |
You better have the cash | |
Or your ass in the body bag | |
Killa murda muthafucka | |
I ain' t runnin' from the tads | |
Ratatattat is the sound from my gat | |
I told you muthafuckas that you won' t be coming back | |
You came up short with the muthafuckin' grits | |
That' s why yo ass got caught up in some gangsta shit | |
Call me the black rambo | |
Cuz i don' t give a fuck | |
And just like my boy said | |
Yo ass got plucked | |
You shoulda came right with my money | |
You started smokin' | |
That' s why i had to break you off some tokens | |
So jump on the bus ride to hell bitch | |
I' m gonna let your know who the fuck you be fuckin' with | |
Tha master to the muthafuckin' p | |
And i ain' t takin' no shorts with ya' ll niggas with my d | |
chorus x 4 | |
verse 2 | |
Went into the crackhouse and opened up the safe | |
One nigga at the door lookin' at me hellah fake | |
I played it all like it was fuckin good g | |
That' s when i told my man | |
Hit ' em with the oozi! | |
That' s it | |
12times rat a tatta | |
One nigga on the ground lookin' like a eggo plater | |
But i ain' t even trippin' | |
Gotta show them i ain' t fakin' | |
Cuz if these other niggas get me for some bacon | |
I started counting my dope | |
Everything was cool black | |
Headed to the front | |
Got them fiends walkin' in the back | |
I ain' t even trippin' | |
Ain' t no time to serve these fiends | |
I got 40 g' s and two fuckin' keys | |
Headed to the bienz to put the fuckin' cash up | |
Jumped on the freeway nigga fuckin' dashed bro | |
Think i see the rollers behind me through the rearview | |
But i ain' t even trippin' cuz i ran through clear view | |
Stopped at eggzone tried to get some gas | |
That' s when i see two robbers on my ass | |
Played it all cold | |
Told b to get that pistol | |
Jumped back in the bienz shoulda seen they head whistle | |
I wen' t back to the house and my homie want some flour | |
I ain' t scarface but got the money and the power | |
They call me nino brown | |
Or fuckin' frank nitty | |
But if you come up short | |
There' s gonna be some shit up in my city | |
chorus x 4 | |
Am i my brothers keep x 6 |