[Master P--Talking]
Told y`all
Y`all should of never let No Limit in this muthafucka
Cuz once we get in, we be takin over shit
An we gone off that chop-suy, marinatin
Blowin switches to da world (Bitch, fuck ya)
[Silkk the Shocker]
I`m bout the baddest nigga, no doubt
From West to the South, back to ya house
Nigga in an out quickly, stick ye for ya whole fifty (Whaaa???)
Nigga, I`m on bitches, qucikly
Niggas can`t stick me they tries but they dies
They`ll fuck around, I ain`t lyin, fuck wit me, you out yo` mind
I`ll slap you wit my right hand and I`m still writin wit it
Hands quicker than lightnin but fuck fightin
Bread, ice is why I`m slicin cake
You niggas need to bow down to the street king
from the 3rd Ward (Caliope, hoe)
(Master P: Where dat at?) Bitch that`s it New Orleans
Face like an 8th Grader, ain`t the bigga nigga, a wind might blow
But while I`m here, a deaf person won`t fuck wit me if they don`t know
Man, No Limit run this bitch like a marathon
Bitch, my click is thick, deeper than a whole Southern down baritone
How da fuck y`all gon` fade me?
How da fuck y`all gon` play me?
Thats how we made it, from knockin niggas out
Who try to fuckin play me
Y`all think y`all could but y`all can`t
Thats money in the bank, how da fuck y`all gon` stop a Tank
Chorus:
I ain`t takin no shorts
Whether it be in this rap game or the dope game
Bitch I`m still the man
[Silkk the Shocker]
I say hustler, fuck these busters
Who da fuck gon` stop me? None of y`all
Bitches be in my face, I gets the gun, run all of y`all
Cuz y`all some tricks
Stop trickin these hoes stop bitchin these hoes
Punk ass niggas be havin dicks
Y`all need to have clicks you punk ass hoes
I stay posted from sun-down to sun-up, you run up, you get done up
Best believe the spot get hot like summer
Cuz I be the man, look deep into my eyes
Bitch y`all get scared by the 6 foot 6 wise guy
Mr. like shoot it out wit the police
Mr. I gives a fuck, I gots this D seven-teen 5 a key
Birds, you haven`t heard?
I`m from that 3rd, bitch when shit get bad
I put the dope up my stars on the curb
An start hittin fools, in the dice game
I might man, hit `em all night man
Cuz I`m all night long gone off that fuckin night train
No doubts, I`m in the house, outs the back when the police hit
No doubt they can`t catch me, I`m out this bitch
Chorus
[Silkk]
I`m the man
I`m the man
I`m the man (Who`s the man?)
I`m the man!
