Master P Ghetto Postage Hush f/ Krazy, Slay Sean Thanks Keith211@aol.com for these lyrics. [Master P] Oh, y'all think it's a game, huh? Take one of mine and don't think I'm a take one of yours Huh, might take three or four of yours Lights out [Chorus] Put the bullets in the ninety, Nigga hush hush Now if you wanna see yo people, Nigga hush hush See we don't give a FUCK, so Nigga hush hush Until it's ashes to ashes and dust to dust... Put the bullets in the ninety, Nigga hush hush Now if you wanna see yo people, Nigga hush hush See we don't give a FUCK, so Nigga hush hush Until it's ashes to ashes and dust to dust... [Master P] Now I done pissed on some graves and put some gats in some mouths I done ran through the hood and made the rats come out Now y'all think it's a fuckin game These niggaz know why I came I'm bout to knock on his door And bust this bitch brains This nigga done stole somethin from me That I could never get back See I remember the days me and my soldiers dressed in all black Now if it's twenty five to life, I might do myself Cuz I was a ghetto nigga, and some bad cards was delt No milk from the bottle, momma had beer in her tittys Now the more I smoke weed, I think these niggaz wanna get me And I'm paranoid, for all the souls got taught But should I sit down like a bitch, or revenge what I lost {*gun shot*} [Chorus] Put the bullets in the ninety, Nigga hush hush Now if you wanna see yo people, Nigga hush hush See we don't give a FUCK, so Nigga hush hush Until it's ashes to ashes and dust to dust... Put the bullets in the ninety, Nigga hush hush Now if you wanna see yo people, Nigga hush hush See we don't give a FUCK, so Nigga hush hush Until it's ashes to ashes and dust to dust... [Krazy] Get your people on the floor, I need fifty G's Tell your mother fuckin daugher that she better not breathe I'm full of greed, til' I get this fuckin paper out ya' And I bet you tommorow they gone read about ya' Three bodys found burned, with they tongue n head missing When I cut ya' daughters throat, her body start pissin' ??? hit ya, I don't know why I just smoked your ass but nigga called me on the phone, and said he had the cash Oh shit, I told him meet me at the park A black suit, some Jason masks after dark Nigga didn't bring the cops, so I guess he was stuck Hit him fifty fuckin times, and I told him shhh... [Chorus] Put the bullets in the ninety, Nigga hush hush Now if you wanna see yo people, Nigga hush hush See we don't give a FUCK, so Nigga hush hush Until it's ashes to ashes and dust to dust... Put the bullets in the ninety, Nigga hush hush Now if you wanna see yo people, Nigga hush hush See we don't give a FUCK, so Nigga hush hush Until it's ashes to ashes and dust to dust... [Slay Sean] Assed out, no where to go with the gats out Stashed out, ready and willing to mash out Hit the crack house Two in the spot, back out One in the leg Two in the head, Blacked out Nigga layin' there bleedin' just pointin' the stash out Stalling on me, hurry up pull them stacks out Times runnin' out, sooner or later you assed out Times up nigga, shhh.... LIGHTS OUT [Chorus] Put the bullets in the ninety, Nigga hush hush Now if you wanna see yo people, Nigga hush hush See we don't give a FUCK, so Nigga hush hush Until it's ashes to ashes and dust to dust... Put the bullets in the ninety, Nigga hush hush Now if you wanna see yo people, Nigga hush hush See we don't give a FUCK, so Nigga hush hush Until it's ashes to ashes and dust to dust... [Master P] Yea'... Y'all cowards out there, Hush All Y'all real niggas out there, Hush Do what you gotta do nigga, then Hush HAHA, some mo' motherfuckin' fairy tales from Ghetto Postage nigga With the motherfuckin' stamps on it, ya heard me? |
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