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Artist/Band: Master P
Lyrics for Song: Robbery
Lyrics for Album: The Ghettos Tryin To Kill Me! [1994]

Nigga we got three minutes to get in and out this motherfucker

and when you get in there don't act like no bitch (shot)

Freeze motherfucker, alright bitch strip get down (shot)

nothing but assholes and elbows

bitch come on you done do it


Gimme whatcha got and whatcha dont got you can keep

its a motherfucking robbery nigga

Verse 1 (C-Murder)

Don't move or I'm a break you off somthing proper,

with this automatic motherfucking static stopper

aint gotta motherfuckin thing to live for

but somthin to kill for so get you ass on the floor

gimme yo money 'for I act the donkey

crooked eye with 12-gauge full of brass monkey

Nigga what you push the button for?

rest in peace fool yo ass not a hero

I can't get paranoid cause now them feds up on me

I huddle up discuss some shit with my homies

we gotsta handle this shit like G's

let me think for a second I gotsta get my respect Bitch!

Come here I snatch your motherfucking kid

I hope God forgive me for the shit that I did nigga


Verse 2 (C-Murder)

I got away and now I'm on the run

with my gun and this motherfucking bitch's son

Tryin to blend in with the ghetto children

my hideout is a fucked up abandoned building

I'm high as fuck but still I sport a beanie

to hide my face cause I'm killin any bitch that see me

my old lady keeps paging me tell me turn my self in

but that shit can't fade me

cause with a hostage I gotta chance to get about the city

where ever I go he goin with me

and still stickin to the G code

another nigga in my shoes would of bitched thats a like a hoe

and can't wait till 11:30 Im outie

but meanwhile I bout to get my fuckin nose dirty

and kid talkin bout he thristy save the drama

I catch myself day dreamin bout the bahammas

lets go and keep your fuckin mouth shut

walked out the door and it was all fucked up


(Chorus x4)

Damn this gangsta shit aint what it all cracked up to be

ya heard me?

niggas dying trying to make a quick buck

slanging dope

pulling 211's

this shits serious dog

to all my young niggas out there

think about what you do before you do it

shit cause you might not come back home

know what I'm sayin?

just take it easy and shit

check out what I'm saying

feel me

that's all want

just feel me


Album Lyrics: The Ghettos Tryin To Kill Me! [1994]

Master P
"The Ghettos Tryin To Kill Me! [1994]"

1. The Ghetto's Tryin To Kill Me
2. Always Look A Man In The Eyes
3. Late Night Creepin'
4. I Got That Dank
5. Robbery
6. Playa Haterz
7. Some Jack
8. Somethin For The Street
9. Bastard Child
10. Hands Of A Dead Man
11. 211
12. Just An Everyday Thang
13. No Limit Party