[Master P--Talking]
Told y'all
Y'all should of never let No Limit in this m****f****
Cuz once we get in, we be takin over s***
An we gone off that chop-suy, marinatin
Blowin switches to da world (b****, f*** ya)
[Silkk the Shocker]
I'm bout the baddest n****, no doubt
From West to the South, back to ya house
n**** in an out quickly, stick ye for ya whole fifty (Whaaa???)
n****, I'm on b******, qucikly
n***** can't stick me they tries but they dies
They'll f*** around, I ain't lyin, f*** 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 f*** fightin
Bread, ice is why I'm slicin cake
You n***** need to bow down to the street king
from the 3rd Ward (Caliope, hoe)
[Master P:] (Where dat at?) b**** that's it New Orleans
Face like an 8th Grader, ain't the bigga n****, a wind might blow
But while I'm here, a deaf person won't f*** wit me if they don't know
Man, No Limit run this b**** like a marathon
b****, my click is thick, deeper than a whole Southern down baritone
How da f*** y'all gon' fade me?
How da f*** y'all gon' play me?
Thats how we made it, from knockin n***** out
Who try to f***** play me
Y'all think y'all could but y'all can't
Thats money in the bank, how da f*** y'all gon' stop a Tank
[Chorus:]
I ain't takin no shorts
Whether it be in this rap game or the dope game
b**** I'm still the man
[Silkk the Shocker]
I say hustler, f*** these busters
Who da f*** gon' stop me? None of y'all
b****** be in my face, I gets the gun, run all of y'all
Cuz y'all some tricks
Stop trickin these hoes stop b****** these hoes
Punk a** n***** be havin d***s
Y'all need to have clicks you punk a** 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
b**** y'all get scared by the 6 foot 6 wise guy
Mr. like shoot it out wit the police
Mr. I gives a f***, I gots this D seven-teen 5 a key
Birds, you haven't heard?
I'm from that 3rd, b**** when s*** 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 f***** 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 b****
[Chorus]
[Silkk]
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man (Who's the man?)
I'm the man!
Told y'all
Y'all should of never let No Limit in this m****f****
Cuz once we get in, we be takin over s***
An we gone off that chop-suy, marinatin
Blowin switches to da world (b****, f*** ya)
[Silkk the Shocker]
I'm bout the baddest n****, no doubt
From West to the South, back to ya house
n**** in an out quickly, stick ye for ya whole fifty (Whaaa???)
n****, I'm on b******, qucikly
n***** can't stick me they tries but they dies
They'll f*** around, I ain't lyin, f*** 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 f*** fightin
Bread, ice is why I'm slicin cake
You n***** need to bow down to the street king
from the 3rd Ward (Caliope, hoe)
[Master P:] (Where dat at?) b**** that's it New Orleans
Face like an 8th Grader, ain't the bigga n****, a wind might blow
But while I'm here, a deaf person won't f*** wit me if they don't know
Man, No Limit run this b**** like a marathon
b****, my click is thick, deeper than a whole Southern down baritone
How da f*** y'all gon' fade me?
How da f*** y'all gon' play me?
Thats how we made it, from knockin n***** out
Who try to f***** play me
Y'all think y'all could but y'all can't
Thats money in the bank, how da f*** y'all gon' stop a Tank
[Chorus:]
I ain't takin no shorts
Whether it be in this rap game or the dope game
b**** I'm still the man
[Silkk the Shocker]
I say hustler, f*** these busters
Who da f*** gon' stop me? None of y'all
b****** be in my face, I gets the gun, run all of y'all
Cuz y'all some tricks
Stop trickin these hoes stop b****** these hoes
Punk a** n***** be havin d***s
Y'all need to have clicks you punk a** 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
b**** y'all get scared by the 6 foot 6 wise guy
Mr. like shoot it out wit the police
Mr. I gives a f***, I gots this D seven-teen 5 a key
Birds, you haven't heard?
I'm from that 3rd, b**** when s*** 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 f***** 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 b****
[Chorus]
[Silkk]
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man (Who's the man?)
I'm the man!