Paroles I Don't de Master P

Master P
  • 0.0Vous n'aimez pas les paroles de Master Ploading
  • Note 0.0/5 basée sur 0 avis.
  • Artiste: Master P9237
  • Chanson: I Don't
  • Langue:

Les chansons similaires

Take It Outside de Master P

Gameface (what, what, what, what, what) UUUNNNGGGHHH! WE BACK! [Chorus] Boy! (fuck boy) They scared to bust boy! (bust boy) We on the grind boy! (grind boy) With that high boy! (high boy) We don't give...

Set It Off de Juvenile

[Juvenile] I'ma T.C. solja, New Orleans stunna If a bitch leave me, I'ma take every thing from her Leave while ya can, or ya mom will pick ya rum up I'ma find me some new pussy, and buy me a Four-Runner I...

Want Beef de C-Murder

(feat. Fat Joe) Intro: It's C-Murder, ya heard me? (Master P in here) (Represent that low Mid-East, wodie!) (thugs) From the unwild to the dead (wassup God?) (Where you at Fat Joe?!) You want beef boy?...

Make Em' Break It de Lil' Keke

[Lil' Keke] Woody,Wodie,Woody,Wodie........ [Juvenile] My nigga,my motherfuckin',my wodie-May'ron My people like used to be runnin' with up in uptown What I see now the game ain't for me to be in So...

U-Way (How We Do It) (Remix) de Youngbloodz

(Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie) [X4] Now this one there that for them country folk Them heavy Chevy ridin' players with them hundred spokes And when I holla shawty shawt I know ya hear me, hoe And since...

Textes et Paroles de I Don't




Yo, this for all them niggas and bitches
that thought it was over for No Limit
And now y'all wan' holla
cause y'all know it's back on and poppin'
This what I got to tell y'all (UUUNNNGGHHH!)

[Chorus]
I, don't, fuck witchu, bitch, ass, uh, niggas
I, don't, fuck witchu, bitch, ass, uh, niggas
I (for my real thugs!) don't fuck witchu (for my real thugs!)
bitch, ass (for my real thugs!) uh, niggas (my No Limit real thugs!)
I (for my real thugs!) don't fuck witchu (for my real thugs!)
bitch, ass (for my real thugs!) uh, niggas

[Verse 1]
The New No Limit so how you love that?
The girls be jockin us wodie we all that
The Ghetto Bill Gates so you know I got dollas
I'm flippin CDs from tape, to 'cane we got power
Hit the block big Bentley, rollin with the top ball
Niggas jumped cap so wodie they fell off
Now wodie can't hustle, and wodie can't eat
I had paper before I met you boy you can't beat me
Now wodie cryin like a broad that mean wodie fake
The only reason wodie wanna sue cause wodie got replaced
I mean, wodie be sayin all that, wodie raps wasn't all that
And wodie trippin, ?? the house and the car at

Chorus

[Verse 2]
I got my Gameface on, my name plate on
If it don't say The New No Limit then be gone, huh
I'm a couple o' years ahead of you cats
I mean the big wolf is back and I'm eatin the pack
How you trippin on me, but my papers too long
While you focusin on me, your girl is gettin boned
Why you worried about me? Is it catch 22?
And that word love, it only come with loop
I know you wasn't real from the first time I met you
I was waitin for you to step out of line so I could wet you
And if you play with fire then you might get burned
But if you a real Soldier you can make your own turn

Chorus

N'hésitez pas à faire une recherche de paroles d'une chanson dont vous ne connaissez qu'un morceau de texte avec notre moteur de paroles et chansons