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{Ringing}
Master P Yo, Layzie
Layzie What s up P?
Master P Check this out. Me and my boy are ridin dirty from New Orleans, right?
Layzie Right
Master P When we touch down in Cleveland...
Layzie Yeah.
Master P ...I m a have my forty on, so if you need me hit me. Usin the code black or blue?
Layzie I m a use black.
Master P Me and my boy are gon answer.
Layzie O.K.
Master P Tell Krayzie, Wish, and Flesh, to have them thangs on em, cuz them haters is out there...
Layzie Fo sure.
Master P We gon be in a green duece to the quarter, tryin to out smart the po-po s.
Layzie O.K. yeah, yeah, yeah.
Master P Keep it on the D-L, but check this out; when I get there, you ain t got to worry bout nothin .
You heard me? Cuz I got the hook-up.
Layzie I feel you, right on, baby right on...

Master P
I got the hook-up, Hook it up

Krayzie
Just start tellin me what you need indeed; A nigga got hook ups on the tweed
But I got more than trees/ Wanna see what I got? Nigga follow me through the alley/ Don t panic; Relax
Whats happenin ? Now is it a beeper or a cellular phone that your lackin
We got em still in the package/ You know they at a great minimum; Why don t we activate em?
No refunds, but you trade em free, We pass no limitations/ Want one? Be patient
Have all your money in hand/ Don t worry bout credit, forget it
Cuz we don t let that stand in our way/ Nigga we get paid and you get to talk for free
Look me up/ Want to sell one? Thinkin to sell one, I can hook you up

Master P
I got the hook-up, Hook it up(Hook it up, Hook it up)

Layzie
Nigga just got a sac o D and Master P, my nigga, just got the hook-up
Look me up if you need the toker/ Got sh*t to hook you crooks up so hit me up on my hitter
And I m a call you back, cuz ain t no taps on my celly; Then come get all we got
A lil hustlin m*therf*cker with a pocket full of stones/ Rollin with Mo! And the No Limit soldiers
Got the hook-up and it s on

ish
We got them rides; Whatever you need, my nigga, just step next door
We fully equipped with automatics/ Police detect us let s roll, roll
And when you ride with Bone don t you worry bout a thang (thang) Cuz we got the sh*t for real
Trust in me/ These niggas wanna Buck! Buck! Bang! We on a mission
Time to position/ Call the soldiers; Let s ride/ Set em up in the moonlight
These niggas done f*cked up(Don t f*ck wit my money) These niggas ll die, right?

Silkk The Shocker
You want the hook-up?
Check this out, look...
I live like stock market; A nigga buy low, sell high/ Nigga, the supply and demand
Nigga if the supply is low, demand is high/ I sell for about as high as I can
I settle for jingle, but I prefer to count that m*therf*ckin fold
All sales; They final, ain t no refund m*therf*cker
Cuz the mother f*ckin sh*t s sold/ I hit the block non-stop, cock the glock
Cuz the m*therf*ckin spot be hot/ Nigga wonder why I beeped?
Cuz I m on parole/ Fresh out the mother f*ckin pen talkin ; holler at me
I got everything from hand-held to flip took and Bone got the chips
Don t even try to hit me on the hip/ Like Yellow Pages; If I ain t got it/ Sh*t don t exist
Nigga talkin bout; holler at your boy, holler at your niggas/ See I got what you need
If I ain t got it I m a goand get it/ Ain t hard to find if you need me; Look me up
They call me Silkk The Shocker, but you can calll me Mr! Hook it up

Master P
I got the hook-up, Hook it up(Hook it up, Hook it up)
Master P and Bone Thugs
See us soldiers

The way in which I fear is only a reflection of you,
The devastating child of the power trip you forced me through.
But how could he leave you,
Could he fuck that hard?
He left you,
Forget revenge;

And by all means ask your nine year old daughter to choose between you,
Don t stay friends.
Now...

You self distructive
Little girl
Pick yourself up
Don t blame the world
So you screwed up
But your gonna be ok
Now call your boyfriend
And apologize
You pushed him pretty far
away last night
He really loves you
You just don t always love yourself.

And All this time
Ohhh all this time
You have had it in you
Just sometimes need a...

Na tapczanie siedzi leń, nic nie robi cały dzień...
Wypraszam sobie, jak to ja nic nie robię? A kto wypalił jointa,
kto nie posprzątał, kto przez telefon rozmawiał, kto na dywan
puścił pawia? Kto się uchlał i wywrócił, kto do domu późno wrócił,
kto się chciał z tatą bić? I...

A broad incision sits across the evening
The victim to our fathers lost war
The restless children sit and mourn the graves
Of those they ve never seen before
Will they be buried here among the dead?
In the silent secret

[Chorus:]
The pioneers
In dealing with it they march for dawn, of Will and worthy
The truth be...

We the fans
Hopin they would be open
Tinted glass
Behind that tinted glass
Crowd waiting in limbo
Is that the limo?
But he dont give a damn
She dont give a damn
Just buy their product
Cause they a by product of a marketing plan
Can i just get an autograph?
Im fanatic number 2 million
Sign it to my mama
So...