Master P - Intro (Ice Cream Man) lyrics
[Master P - Intro Ice Cream Man lyrics]
(So what do you call yourself?)
The Ice Cream Man
(So what do you call yourself?)
The Ice Cream Man
(So what do you call yourself?)
Mr ice Cream Man i'm a No Limit Soldier
(So what do you call yourself?)
You ready to go to war?
(So what do you call yourself?) master P
It's time to blow on your
Swisher Sweet, get high
'cause it's time to roll
Take y'all on an adventure
And if you 'bout it
You gon' last through this
Ice Cream Man album 'Cause I got 31 flavors
Niggas kickin' gangsta shit, project shit
Flippin' shit
Tongue twistin', slow gangsta shit
But it's all real, it's all reality
And if you real, you gon' feel this shit
And if you a busta
You gon' be Hip-Hoppin' it out
'cause this ain't no Sugarhill
'Cause we got straight A-1
Sauce for the 9-scrilla
I mean, the 9-scrilla is the
Year that we take over, the underdogs
The cream rise to the top, you heard me?
Yeah a lot of niggas take this rap
Shit for a muthafuckin' game
Think it's a joke this ain't no joke
This the way I make my money
It's where a lot of other
Niggas make their money
It's the way a white man make his
Money, if he own you, I mean
If he run your company
But ain't nobody run me, 'cause No
Limit is Black owned, independent
And we running this shit
So I can talk about what the
Fuck I wanna talk about, you heard me?
If niggas wanna jump into this rap game
'cause they think this shit a game
Think they can rap it ain't about rap
It's about how you organize your shit
And you get your shit together
This rap game is just like the dope game
You know what I'm saying
Niggas dying, like my little nigga
Mr cee from RBL, rest in peace
Niggas getting shot like 2Pac, niggas bangin'
It's a East
West thing, you know what I'm saying
Niggas might as well be fucking turf war
And all that type of shit
You got niggas trippin', niggas hatin'
But you know what? In the end
The cream do rise to the top
That's why No Limit can't be stopped
We soldiers my nigga King George is no
Longer with the crew
We still got love for him
For the haters out there
Y'all niggas that think I owe y'all something
Haha, need to stop tweaking
'cause dope fiends beg
If you was a real man, you'd be a player
You'd have your own shit remember that
But anyway, haha
Just light your joints and let's get high
'Cause you got to be high to listen
To this Ice Cream Man shit ice Cream Man
The Ice Cream Man
(So what do you call yourself?)
The Ice Cream Man
(So what do you call yourself?)
Mr ice Cream Man i'm a No Limit Soldier
(So what do you call yourself?)
You ready to go to war?
(So what do you call yourself?) master P
It's time to blow on your
Swisher Sweet, get high
'cause it's time to roll
Take y'all on an adventure
And if you 'bout it
You gon' last through this
Ice Cream Man album 'Cause I got 31 flavors
Niggas kickin' gangsta shit, project shit
Flippin' shit
Tongue twistin', slow gangsta shit
But it's all real, it's all reality
And if you real, you gon' feel this shit
And if you a busta
You gon' be Hip-Hoppin' it out
'cause this ain't no Sugarhill
'Cause we got straight A-1
Sauce for the 9-scrilla
I mean, the 9-scrilla is the
Year that we take over, the underdogs
The cream rise to the top, you heard me?
Yeah a lot of niggas take this rap
Shit for a muthafuckin' game
Think it's a joke this ain't no joke
This the way I make my money
It's where a lot of other
Niggas make their money
It's the way a white man make his
Money, if he own you, I mean
If he run your company
But ain't nobody run me, 'cause No
Limit is Black owned, independent
And we running this shit
So I can talk about what the
Fuck I wanna talk about, you heard me?
If niggas wanna jump into this rap game
'cause they think this shit a game
Think they can rap it ain't about rap
It's about how you organize your shit
And you get your shit together
This rap game is just like the dope game
You know what I'm saying
Niggas dying, like my little nigga
Mr cee from RBL, rest in peace
Niggas getting shot like 2Pac, niggas bangin'
It's a East
West thing, you know what I'm saying
Niggas might as well be fucking turf war
And all that type of shit
You got niggas trippin', niggas hatin'
But you know what? In the end
The cream do rise to the top
That's why No Limit can't be stopped
We soldiers my nigga King George is no
Longer with the crew
We still got love for him
For the haters out there
Y'all niggas that think I owe y'all something
Haha, need to stop tweaking
'cause dope fiends beg
If you was a real man, you'd be a player
You'd have your own shit remember that
But anyway, haha
Just light your joints and let's get high
'Cause you got to be high to listen
To this Ice Cream Man shit ice Cream Man