Master P - 211 Lyrics
Hey p manRemember that shit last year you was talking bout thatBloody murder shitWont you kick some more of that shitVerse 1Jumped out the chev mean mugged at some sucker punksKing flashed the gauge, them hoes didnt want no pubSo they smashed off hella quickWhy them hoes was leaving me and sonja c was plotting some gangster shitSo put this nine up in your bra strapAnd when we get inside this liquor store keep your eyes up on them japsSonya c:So get your hands up in the air trickAnd break me off some cash cause sonya cs a trigger happy *****So dont be talking that *****ing japaneseUnderstand its a jack give up the cash or youll be swish cheeseMaster p:Touch the button and ima hurt you *****Why you had to and make p get his hands dirty trickAnd thatll be some *****ing more shitSonya c grab the tape cause we aint leaving no *****ing evidenceThe next day the paper reads no leadsSonya c:Just a bunch of dead mother*****ing japaneseMaster p:Jumped in the car and backed to the richBonnie and clyde or should I say gangsta shit(chorus)A mother*****ing 211We needed cash we robbed the liquor storeVerse 2Im getting chronicked out or should I say *****ed up? ? one g and its three of usI seen my face on the news and its time to chillBut I cant cause I got too many *****ing billsGrabbed my glock it only had three bullets trickBut if I run out I aint tripping Ill choke a *****Walked in the corner liquor store with my 44Played it cool bought a snapple man ***** them hoesHe opened the register I tried to do his assI aint tripping cause the p wasnt wearing a maskBlew out some chronic, showed no remorseTold them hoes get they ass on the figgety floorSnatched the cash and my pistol still smokingLeft them hoes like the raiders left oakland(chorus)Verse 3Cali g had the chronic without no zig zagHold on partner Im gone go get some *****ing zagsNow Im off to the liquor storeAnd just in case it be some funk, Im gone bring my 44Now you know the p dont take no shitBut this arab started following meLike I was gone steal some shitHe was strapped so I had to think quickPut my 44 to the head of this *****Drop your pistol or shes dead manSlowly put your hands up in the airLets play a little *****ing gameSimon say open the register hoeHis ***** looked it good so I told her to suck my 44He got jealous tried to jump I hit him with the pumpPut more cash in my pockets than donald trumpAnd Im off to the freeway real fastGot damn, forgot calis zig zags(chorus)-alright you inmate double o 652Get your ass back in that cell boy-damn, now yall know crime do payBut you dont always get away
