What's Up With That

((Master P)) Yo, Silkk man pass me a 40 you ready to do this shit or what Lets show these motherfuckers ((Chorus)) Master P dont take no bullshit What up with that x4 ((Master P)) I anit no joke and the TRU should be told I write some rhymes and this shit go gold Master P dont take no bullshit, thats what they sayin Straight to the top, endo they layin Its time to house the set, and put some some punks to rest And let you motherfucker know that im the best Back in the days I used to lie for fun Now im gettin and im number 1 Hardcore jams, and dope fiend beats Man I never sell out punk that just mean ((Chorus)) ((Master P)) Ahh once again From the south now im kickin it in cali I spot a gold chain, a beaper, and some balli My main intension is to get paid Forget fame I write some shit that fucks with you head Like Issi, kissi, risso, get off my jock your little his hoe Bates heads out for the pissite Mothers leaving kids in the middle of the nizzight Runnin those kids just holler But the dope man dont give a fuck, hes all about the dizzolars But if you mess with me, you pressin you luck Cute la shoot luber im a rapper that dont give a fuck ((Chorus)) ((Master P)) From the hood, but you know I ain't a gangbanger A straight, could never be a slanger I left home because mom started bitchin Now im gettin pid livin from the rags to the riches Hoes only out for the money Brothers on the corners gettin bossed like dummies I can't drive through the hood without dogin the cops Young girls used to jump, roll now they sellin cock My brother used to play nintendo Now the only game is to sell that endo Our house the set like a vet Im the new kid on the block, you bet Fuckin with P you got a hella of nerve Go back to sesame street, you look like big bird Or put your dukes up punk if you want some Or get your ass chewed like bubble gum ((Chorus)) ((Master P)) Ahhh Ive been ruling the mic ever since my younger days Them C's start shivering, cause im sharper than a razorblade Control the crowd like a shark in the ocean Subsitising my rhymes like a genie posion My dj g scratch gives him a hit But the cops can't catch P cause im legit The no limit mafia, is on the hip-hop scene And if you down with master p, let me hear you scream ((Chorus)) ((Master P)) Yeah we out here chillin in K-Lou studios