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Tytuł: Trick or Treat Whodi

  • Wykonawca: Master P
  • Wy¶wietleń: 204
[woman SCREAMING]
  
  [Master P]
  Guess who's back.. it's Freddy? NAH, P BITCH!
  WHASSSSSSUP? Ah-HAHAHAHAHA
  
  [Chorus: repeat 2X]
  Trick or treat whodi.. where you be whodi?
  I'm right 'cross the street whodi
  And I think I seen the beast whodi!
  
  [Master P]
  It must be Halloween, ya heard me? It all happened at once
  I'm in the middle of the hood rollin a black and orange blunt
  My mind fucked up, I done seen a black cat [ROWR!]
  Put my hand on my gat and took three steps back
  Ran up the block it was like a movie
  I seen a big haunted house with a chick in a jacuzzi
  I knocked on the doors [DING-DONG] and it broke the mirror [CRASH]
  I got seven days of bad luck and a dog with no liver(??)
  It must be a nightmare, but I'm bout to wake up
  Then I put my nail in the keyhole {*door*} and jumped in the truck
  [engine revs] Headed to the club, the party's off the hook
  Until I ran into this nigga that I knew was a crook
  He said... onnnnne, twoooooo... they comin for you
  Threeee, fourrrrr... better lock your door {*animal roars*}
  Nah, fuck the world, I'm about to go for mines
  Cause I'm trapped in this dream like I'm trapped in crime
  I see this younger ??, hair looked just like Eve
  And I'm thinkin to myself, what the fuck is she doin in New Orleans?
  Now is this a curse, or shit I did bad
  Or my mind playin tricks cause I snatched a kid's bag
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Slay Sean]
  Yeah it's nighttime, the right time to do crime
  Niggaz hustle, and watch out for po'-nine
  It's showtime, raisin hell {*ROAR!*} one more time
  Thugs move, no rules bottom line
  You got into the sunset to speak your mind {*SCREE!*}
  Run - lock your doors, the streets is mine
  Niggaz wild out, {*SCREE!*} throw eggs, the people beg
  October 31st niggaz need to be caged
  No remorse {*SCREE!*} you done heard my force
  Takin, what we want, by means of all sorts
  It's the way of life, payback's a bitch, pay the price
  Somebody gotta suffer, even po-lice
  When the streets is dark and cold you fear for your life
  You know you hear the screams {*SCREAM*} it's a horrible sight
  Nobody fiends, they just wanna survive the night
  Twelve hours of mayhem as you beg for life
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Master P]
  Trick or TREAT, kiddies!
  Bout to deliver the mail once again
  "Ghetto Postage," all platinum BITCH!
  
  I TOLD Y'ALL EVERYBODY
  Y'ALL CAN'T FUCK WITH NO LIMIT (hahahaha)
  Who's laughin now, WHODI? Hehehehe, trick or treat!
  
  Junebug, you better take that mask off
  and get your little bitch-ass inside!