So Many Souls Deceased — текст песни (Master P f The Comnision)

OK you wanna go to war with me
I take you to war
I told you I don`t kill no mothafucking kid
Look at you now you stupid fuck you stupid fuck.

Chorus (2x):

I done seen so many souls deceased
That`s why I ride with alot of killers with me

Master P:

The Last Don be my name I feel I`m trapped in the game
Alot of shit done changed to protect the guilty in the dope game
Such as getting paid nigga turning to the feds nigga
Its a risky business the mob putting hearts ass in niggaz beds nigga
And homies going sour take `em to the pen and they cowards
I`m not Scarface, but after the money and the power
And ask yourself who`s the realest nigga you know
And if you ask me it be some niggaz out the Calliope
Like Glenn Miss, Sam Scuddy, Pee-Wee
L. Broadnax, Slim some dead some in jail g
Cause this game is so real
And niggaz hustle like the Last Don `til they get killed

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Chorus (4x)

The Commision #1:

Syndicated crime at its finest, started off dimeless
I bless the mic device and now my ice got you blinded
I stone the liquor so thing this shit is a gimmick
The Last Don and The Commission T-S-O click and No Limit
From start to finish for this paper look I`m all in it
Rules in the game I bent in in a tank that can`t be dented
Drama we always in it cause many niggaz be Ph`n
Mad that`s why they busting they ass we on vacation
The unexpected done happened nigga we blowing up
Soundtracks and platinum plats whoa there ain`t no holding us
Give a fuck if ya like me care less if you don`t
Bitch respect the flame in the tank making this bitch jump

Chorus (4x)

The Commision #2:

The shit about to slow we living
Like malt liquors in and out of court niggaz
The Commission on a money making position a team of street smart niggaz
Living this triple beam dream
Godfather bless a nigga with weight
Now we havin` ok receiving shipments in by the crates
Its that organized goodguy goodfella shit
The other level living like better shit
They crime family can barely ride hustling to gather shit
Ain`t nobody seperates Spiral and No Limit
The Last Don and the Commission in this money making position

The Commision #3:

I put 4-5 slugs in niggaz neck niggaz respect anothe casualty
I live my life jaggedly and carry myself savagely
Boy ya`ll ain`t fucking with no run of the mill niggaz hoss
We kill niggaz We kill as a little nigga by my waist under my Hilfigger
I`m trying to make a multimillion come up before I`m dead
A twisted No Limit wanted soldiers so holler when ya listening
I put it on these dreads in my head the Commission can`t be faded
With the Last Don in my corner its a sign the nigga made it

Chorus (2x)



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