All 4 One - Prime Suspects, Master P

Pass me the motherfucking catchers mitt, I ain’t no bullshittin

Do we got beef on the streets, nigga pass me the heat

It’s time to pop some motherfucking necks and put these punks to sleep

I ain’t playing with you bitch, Im just chasing million dollar dreams

Now the fedz trying to get me cooking keys up in the kitchen

Just a young nigga trying to make it out the bricks

I got medicine for the pigs, I mean 20 fuckin dollar hits

And when the game get me stressed out fuck it im ready to ride

Call up Prime Suspect cause somebody bout to die

And jump in the motherfucking car and pass the heat (pass the heat)

Everybody gone nigga, fuck the police

See niggas do any motherfucking thing when they broke

But I dont fuck with punk nigga and I dont smoke no dope

See I’m a killer by heart, a G by nature

Fuck these bitches cause they’ll love ya, but most of these hoes they hate

Ya

Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall

Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all

Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall

Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all

I gots some cutthroat rhymes posted up uptown

Ain’t no limit to the danger that be lurking around

But we ride in that night, but we might not make it back

Gunning from the killer corn, got the straps on the lap

Where the hustle, P and PS, got the muscle

Fuck the stuggle, couldn’t get lost in the scuffle

Street walls forced apon ghetto children

Putting any section to sleep when a nigga got the heat

Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall

Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all

Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall

Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all

Now why these people try to strike me out

Motherfuck you if you dont like what my click about

Fuck what you saying, see I’m down to do whatever

Bout it bout it, did you heard I’m bout my cheddar

Calliope now have your backup plan nigga now

Is you bout that drama, world that is stressed to hard, is a soldier thang

If a hustlers time to make bout to make it, take it out of loose change

And don’t play me close fuck with mine and loose your brains

Hit you with them thangs

P, now baby you know I’m in a rush to ball

So I got this nigga jacked in the back of the U-Haul

Fall, we can’t do that not with all these fucking gats, rat to the tat tat

TRU niggas jacking and stay strapped when they pockets flat

Rats take a dive, i told you these niggas live Glock

P, Uzi and Millimeter go back like fucking Levi’s

Been jacking, stying, cracking and capping, whats happening

Now we still bout that dumb shit quicker than the change, because we rapping

Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall

Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all

Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall

Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all

Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall

Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all

Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall

Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all