Master P - No Limit To This Real Shit Lyrics
(Verse)A lil skinny nigger caught me underdoneHanging with my partners pulling out these fancy cars.It’s funny how a record change a nigger lifeSleeping on the floor to mattress, *****ing all the night.Took grandma to the church, had to pay my timeA hundred Gs to the preachers, should’ve seen his eyesMy auntie cry every time when she see me strap,But these little niggers ain’t kill your life, it’s just one trap.Keep my pistol *****, homie, I don’t ***** with cowards,Took my ***** out the hood, here’s a million dollars,Put my trust in God and I love hatersCause every time they talk shit, nigger, I get paper.Watch your enemies, you even got to watch your friends,Peter told Jesus he loved him, then he gave him in.Bars calls this shit, that shit, many shit funnyReal niggers that turn ***** behind the real moneyI thank God for my partner, my nigger Joey,Cause when I was hurt he ain’t talk, he said pitch and throw it.(Hook)Yeah, let’s make a toast for this real shit,And all the bullshit we had to deal withStarted off with crums, we had to build bricks,I pray 20 years later that I’m still rich.Rolling up switchers to this real shit,Still praying for the patients not to kill shit,Started off with crums, we had to build bricks.It’s no limit to this real shit.(Verse)It’s the untouchable, grew up on the hustler,So there’s nothing for me to kick in the door or ***** with you.Tie you and your ***** up, dare hop in the truck with youYou die on the way to your track, then I ain’t stopping you,This next part from Rihanna, I’m *****ing you.Gangster, hit it doggy style with Chris Brown bump it, too.Lot *****es smoke weed, coke pie, so dope,Drove ‘rarris, pop marries, crook it on appalation’s slopes.They ain’t seen a cold nigger like this,These are the memoires of a gold rope,Hollywood never and the white boys are so cold.Crazy mother*****er, my conscious drink for a logoIce tea and them bricks, I’ve been *****ing with coco.Lenny is old, had a triple thing for aggia joeBirds by the boat load, that ***** life in a chokehold,And is hard to trust hoes, you see what happened with ocho.Ain’t no limit to this real shit,Master in the pieces, tell, it’s time to kill shit.(Hook)Yeah, let’s make a toast for this real shit,And all the bullshit we had to deal withStarted off with crums, we had to build bricks,I pray 20 years later that I’m still rich.Rolling up switchers to this real shit,Still praying for the patients not to kill shit,Started off with crums, we had to build bricks.It’s no limit to this real shit.(Verse)Could’ve been a prose swing that bat like beyrutBut stuck in this ghetto with these killers like they lookOldschool chuck tailors with no lasersUsed to shoot marbles with my cousin till he caught casesI wanna thank my fifth grade teacher, that ***** was hating.Told me I ain’t gonna be shit, now I’m going places,South cut his head off then he lost his powerPillar talking, chasing bad hoes, call him delauer.Behind the money, nigger, family members turn sour,Real niggers talk rather die and turn coward.I told Twizzers do you think, homie, we gonna make it?I say a prayer to the niggers that I know they hate me.I see these school queens turn into dolphinsI see mama sell her body for that white creamMe game nimpsy, connected like InstagramI keep that pistol on, cause niggers they wanna see me rich.There’s no limit forever and we ain’t never quit.(Hook)Yeah, let’s make a toast for this real shit,And all the bullshit we had to deal withStarted off with crums, we had to build bricks,I pray 20 years later that I’m still rich.Rolling up switchers to this real shit,Still praying for the patients not to kill shit,Started off with crums, we had to build bricks.It’s no limit to this real shit.
