Soulja Slim, Master P - You Ain't Never Seen lyrics
[Soulja Slim, Master P - You Ain't Never Seen lyrics]
(Master P) whoa! Whats soulja slim
(soulja Slim) reality
Something you can't run from (Master P)
They ain't never been threw this real shit
Its real out here
Magnolia, Calliope, Melpomene
You ain't never seen what I done seen
Or been threw what I been threw
Thats why I got a fuck up mental
And you ask why I don't rap positive
I been a convicted violent felon threw the
Years with blood sweat and tears
Project living
Dirt diving? thats how I came up
Ever since I was a juve plotting
On ways to be famous
You should be rap artist
Be a born killer or dope dealer
I look up to all the hard hitters that
Use to slang on Six and Willow
Back in the early 80's Sam Scully
Had shop on Willow street
Mama send me to the store
Sit on the porch watching hustlers that creep
Saying to myself thats how I wanna be
Living my life in the fast lane
Getting big time in the dope game
Pushing herion getting coke caine
Thats every young nigga dream that
Grew up in the bricks
Young niggas kill for the cream
Cut thoarts and totting clips
Mama was a fiend she like to
Fiend for them rocks sucking dicks
Never ever had a Pa he's an Angolia convict
My role models is soldiers on
The porch with the torch
Ready to blast pop some in his ass
And put it in the corps
You ain't never seen what I done seen
Or been threw what I been threw
Thats why I got a fuck up mental
And you ask why I don't rap positive
I been a convicted violent felon threw the
Years with blood sweat and tears
Shit gets scary when all the lights
Go out in the projects
You know who might keep in yo door and
Leave on the floor with a slit neck
Or you saw crack from a broke tek
Only shot three times and got jam (Gunshots)
Think I wished it happened goddamn!
I just seen bout five minutes ago
Going up the steps asking me to blow
Thinking it's the ho from Ali show
But she not dead doe
Hoes play cut throat two on the De-Lo
Don't trust them be careful how you fuck em
Cause you hook yourself and start to love em
Stay above them
Don't fall weak they got some niggas to die
For the cheeks, superfreaks
Thats if a nigga MOB but
Anyway peep my real shit
In a situation like that the nigga people
Thinkin the ho double cross em
And the killers ain't doing shit to the fact
? and the dope dealers killing
Everything in the house
Me myself I wonder why the ho is still
Living why the killers ain't take her out
I think it was a set up
That bitch need to be wet up
Nigga gave her a dome shot and blowed
That bitch up in her Beretta (Explosion)
You ain't never seen what I done seen
Or been threw what I been threw
Thats why I got a fuck up mental
And you ask why I don't rap positive
I been a convicted violent felon threw the
Years with blood sweat and tears
(soulja Slim) reality
Something you can't run from (Master P)
They ain't never been threw this real shit
Its real out here
Magnolia, Calliope, Melpomene
You ain't never seen what I done seen
Or been threw what I been threw
Thats why I got a fuck up mental
And you ask why I don't rap positive
I been a convicted violent felon threw the
Years with blood sweat and tears
Project living
Dirt diving? thats how I came up
Ever since I was a juve plotting
On ways to be famous
You should be rap artist
Be a born killer or dope dealer
I look up to all the hard hitters that
Use to slang on Six and Willow
Back in the early 80's Sam Scully
Had shop on Willow street
Mama send me to the store
Sit on the porch watching hustlers that creep
Saying to myself thats how I wanna be
Living my life in the fast lane
Getting big time in the dope game
Pushing herion getting coke caine
Thats every young nigga dream that
Grew up in the bricks
Young niggas kill for the cream
Cut thoarts and totting clips
Mama was a fiend she like to
Fiend for them rocks sucking dicks
Never ever had a Pa he's an Angolia convict
My role models is soldiers on
The porch with the torch
Ready to blast pop some in his ass
And put it in the corps
You ain't never seen what I done seen
Or been threw what I been threw
Thats why I got a fuck up mental
And you ask why I don't rap positive
I been a convicted violent felon threw the
Years with blood sweat and tears
Shit gets scary when all the lights
Go out in the projects
You know who might keep in yo door and
Leave on the floor with a slit neck
Or you saw crack from a broke tek
Only shot three times and got jam (Gunshots)
Think I wished it happened goddamn!
I just seen bout five minutes ago
Going up the steps asking me to blow
Thinking it's the ho from Ali show
But she not dead doe
Hoes play cut throat two on the De-Lo
Don't trust them be careful how you fuck em
Cause you hook yourself and start to love em
Stay above them
Don't fall weak they got some niggas to die
For the cheeks, superfreaks
Thats if a nigga MOB but
Anyway peep my real shit
In a situation like that the nigga people
Thinkin the ho double cross em
And the killers ain't doing shit to the fact
? and the dope dealers killing
Everything in the house
Me myself I wonder why the ho is still
Living why the killers ain't take her out
I think it was a set up
That bitch need to be wet up
Nigga gave her a dome shot and blowed
That bitch up in her Beretta (Explosion)
You ain't never seen what I done seen
Or been threw what I been threw
Thats why I got a fuck up mental
And you ask why I don't rap positive
I been a convicted violent felon threw the
Years with blood sweat and tears