Master P - Scream

Look in the mirror we gone scream holla records (murder man)
that's my homies that be screaming in the grave yards
Ughhhhhhhh Scream its wicked out here

[Master P]

Holla bloody mary lookin' eyes of the demon
when you see a thug like a G screaminI smoke green with the reaper
I'm from the ghetto got paid with the gat and the beeper
just a young thug tryin' make it
visualize me in the ghetto and these fools tryin' break me
forgive me for my weed and my hennessy
young killers when I'm gone won't remember
green and women be my past time
live the life of a hustler came up on ghetto ryhmes
seven-teen rounds for the bustas keep two for the cluckas
I got .45, nines, and gats cocked