Master P - Shoot Em Up Lyrics

[Master P]
A 211 in progress
Cause i'm the type of nigga that the police can't arrest
I'm going crazy, kickin' down doors
Breakin' in homes, and with my nine, i'm robbin' f*ckin' liquor stores
I'm droppin' things on you punk ass bitches
From the streets and I keep 'em all listenin'
Suckas tried to play the P in nine-one
I came with f*ckin' rhymes like a shotgun
I'm breakin' 'em like bouldas
A million plus fans and mother f*ckas I told ya
That the P would come through like a bullet
Cock the mic like a gauge, grab the handle and then pull it
Don't give a f*ck about the radio nigga
Gangsta lyrics that make my mother f*ckin' partners bigger
I roll around town four niggas deep
Bumpin' shit like f*ck the police
See I can never f*ckin' sell out
I was born in the ghetto, so the ghettos what I talk about
One wrong move in the game and your f*cked
And if I think your going do me, i'm gonna shoot your ass up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot the mother f*ckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot the mothe f*ckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot the mother f*ckas
Shoot the mother f*ckas up

[Master P]
Alot of labels try to play in nine-two
They didn't really think the P would come through
And niggas just dissin'
Now I went big time, I got 'em all ass kissin'
I roll in the Benzo, sittin' on Lorenzos
Now the same record company's at my window
I guess they wanna talk, talk about what
Heh, makin' me a star
Well you gotta pay me
Cause to the Underground alone I done sold hella tapes
Thanks to my hookup, my concerts are booked up
The same companies mad they over-looked us
Thick ass contracts to get a nigga stuck
And then my lawyer say you ain't legit, I gotta shoot you up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot them mother f*ckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot
Shoot them mother f*ckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot the mother f*ckas
Shoot the mother f*ckas up

[Master P]
So I refuse to get paid like them other dummies
Sellin' hella tapes and ain't makin' no money
You see I gotta f*ck 'em up
I started my own company, that's how a nigga f*ckin' came up
Lookin' for district bitches
But like my homie SKI it ain't nothin' but prostitution
So I refuse to get f*cked like a hoe
That's why a nigga make shit for the god damn streets bro
Now the underground I rule
Success came fast but I done paid hella dues
Alot of rappers try ????, like sayin' they in jail, to make they tapes sell
Or poppin' that nasty shit
Show some pussy on the cover, and talk about eatin' a bitch
But I can never just stunt
I make that hard-core shit that niggas wanna pump
I'm puttin' hits on niggas in the rap game
I'm takin' 'em out just like the f*ckin' dope game
You run up on P pump your pressin' your luck
I pack a nine cause I just might shoot a nigga up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot the mother f*ckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot
Shoot the mother f*ckas up

Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Yo P, what
Shoot them mother f*ckas up

[Master P]
Yeah niggas you better break your mother f*ckin' selves
You know what i'm sayin'
Cause Master P is comin' straight gangsta hard-core
With this Underground shit for the nine-two
You know what i'm sayin', we shootin' niggas up this year
I got my partner Calli G close to me
Silkk, C-Murder, Fonzo, Sonya C, SKI, and CMT in the mother f*ckin' house
With this laid-back ass dope track
Check this out, we straight killin' mother f*ckas this year
So you can take it how you want to you know what i'm sayin'
You better run bitch!