504 Boyz - Whodi
Master P:our mission is to get money, power, and bitches, ya heard me?ha ha (hootie hoo)Chorus (2x):where you at whodi? (im ova here whodi)Im in dat 5, dat 0, to da 4, ya heardWe drive Excursions with TV'sBubble eye humveesA mouth full of gold teethand i represent that CP3Where my niggaz on the block boyOpen up shop boyand they'll kill ya for them rocks boyGimme some money, dollarsand imma give you 400 backGive it to me in powder and imma change it into crackIm tryna change my life but im tired of bein brokeThats why i post up with my niggaz and we hustle by the storeChorus (2x)Magic:(Where you at whodi?)Im ova here shaggySmokin my do-do in the mo-mo in the black naviBitches will love to have me, because im livin lavishIll take some pussy but head is what really makes me happyIm downtown in the 9th ward, Saint ClaudeFriday night when the boulevard is full of beacoup broadsIm on the scene full of HennyNew Orleans love me so i aint gotta spend a fuckin pennyI let em know that im a 504 boy from across the Canal...Mystikal...And im from the 12th, i run by myselfand if you cant tell, im bad for your healthBitch im the man, keep up if you canYall niggaz cant stand itWhen i come with them uptown niggazfrom the 504 with a gun in both handsIm the tracks, im the wheel on the tanksI live on the bill in the banksI come in and do my thangWhere the muthafucka that think im playin?Chorus (2x)Mr. Marcello:Life in the bricks, believe me niggaz we live itIf they aint made it yet then bitch they gotta build itMoney to the ceiling, i used to sell rocks on blocksFuckin round wit Master P, nigga got NY socksWodie im hot, enough cash to buy yall blocksTrucks...hold, i got NYPD lockedIm a killa nigga, raw dog guerrilla niggaTry to download the spot cuz willow was hot niggaSilkk:When i come through i come through wildcome through foul, come through loudRun through the crowd, run 2000Come through this kickin like its kung-fu style>From the front to the rear whodi, its No Limit year whodi(Yo Silkk where you at?)Im in this No Limit gear whodiChorus (2x)C-Murder:Where you at?Im over here, in the project on the blockIm C-Murder, im bout dat drama niggaFuck you and your mammaIncarcerate me if you couldBut you gotta find me in the hoodIm foreva gettin bluntedNigga, No Limit niggaz keep cominNever runnin from them bitchesDumpin fools up in ditchesAnd snitches, i give em muthafuckin stitchesDat 504, tha Calliope, we rattle street and rust ya bladeDuck nigga, watch yo head, it could be ya early graveCheck your rearview, lock them doorsBeat your hoes and cock ya shitCount your money by the bitand get tru niggaz in your clickN-O, L-I, M-I to the Tis just a bunch of crazy muthafuckas just like meChorus (4x)Wild Wayne talking until fade
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