Master P - Dead Presidents

hahahahaha
that nigga Master P back in the house for the 9-5 shot


well take a step into this madness that we call the dope game
Richmond, California where us youngstas slang that cocaine
and we be hoppin it up and choppin it up and rockin it up
to tens, twenties, fifties, and hundreds to make our profits bro
roll through the town talking shit, get your wig split
especially when fucking with another niggas divendends
I mean them George Washington, them Lincoln, Hamilton, Jefferson,
Grant, Ben Franklins
find your ass in the trunk with your motherfuck corpse stankin, haha
the ghetto's trying to kill me
and if you live to see 95 most of ya'll fools can feel me
come take a ride in my 6-4
I'm not Dr. Dre but Richmond, California's death row
you got niggas packin heat