Текст песни: Master P - Life in the Fast Lane



[Master P]

Yo fool, reach me another clip, you know what i`m sayin`?

These niggas been talking hella shit in 91 (here you go fool)

Yeah, but check this out,

It`s 1992 and the real untouchables is back in this motherfucker

With a whole new stupid sick as posse, ready to get paid

Check it out, I am going to introduce you to my motherfucking

posse, you know

what i`m saying?

Markest Banks in the motherfucking house

Daniel Fry in the motherfucking house

Chilee Powdah in the motherfucking house

DJ Ambush in the motherfucking house

C-Murder in the motherfucking house

Master P in the motherfucking house

And check this out, you know what i`m saying though?

We bout to get stupid though

C-Murder bout to go and bust a freestyle and let you niggas know what`s

happening out here

Go tell them what`s up C-Murder...



[C-Murder]

My life is moving fast, but i`m taking it slow

And i`m watching my back everywhere I go

Cause niggas getting mad for the shit that I own

From my gold to my money to my cellular phone

A fool thought he robbed me, thought he got away clean

`Til he turned around, I put some holes in his jeans

Then he lost his balance and fell straight to his knees

Threw his hands in the air and started begging me please(pleeeaassee)

Don`t shoot me C, I got some kids at home

I said, "Fuck it," and put a hole in his dome

Because the way the world is, you can`t be faking the funk

You say one word and homies popping they trunk

But do you think this shit is over? Well, it just begun

You know I don`t take shit and I do not run

Because if a nigga fuck with me, then he needs to be robbed

Jackin` motherfuckers is my only job

I take your money, your shoes, and you brand new jeep

And if you see my face, then I put you to sleep

I just take advice of what my brother say (Master P: "Remember this...")

"Always watch your back and never ever play."

Don`t leave your piece, because you would not win

My nine millimeter is my best friend



[Master P]

Yeah haha



[C-Murder]

Because this is the fast life bitch, and I will bust your ass

Strip you clean, and leave you dead in the grass

I`m C-Murder, bitch and I come in hard

With my gat, I am sending more niggas to the morgue



[Master P]

Sending niggas to the morgue

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue...

The real untouchables, yeah, ha

The real untouchables, yeah

The real untouchables, yeah

And check it out, this for 92

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue...

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue

Richmond, Cali`s in the motherfucking house

Houston, Texas in the motherfucking house

New Orleans in the motherfucking house

Yeah, ha

Check it out, check it out

C-Murder, C-Murder

C-Murder you got any last words before we go and get up out this

motherfucker?



[C-Murder]

Yeah, if niggas talk shit, I am going to commit a homicide

Bitch, punk ass motherfuckers



[Master P]

We out this motherfucker

like the last nigga that fuck with us last year

Especially these bitches, haha

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[Master P]

Yo fool, reach me another clip, you know what i`m sayin`?

These niggas been talking hella shit in 91 (here you go fool)

Yeah, but check this out,

It`s 1992 and the real untouchables is back in this motherfucker

With a whole new stupid sick as posse, ready to get paid

Check it out, I am going to introduce you to my motherfucking

posse, you know

what i`m saying?

Markest Banks in the motherfucking house

Daniel Fry in the motherfucking house

Chilee Powdah in the motherfucking house

DJ Ambush in the motherfucking house

C-Murder in the motherfucking house

Master P in the motherfucking house

And check this out, you know what i`m saying though?

We bout to get stupid though

C-Murder bout to go and bust a freestyle and let you niggas know what`s

happening out here

Go tell them what`s up C-Murder...



[C-Murder]

My life is moving fast, but i`m taking it slow

And i`m watching my back everywhere I go

Cause niggas getting mad for the shit that I own

From my gold to my money to my cellular phone

A fool thought he robbed me, thought he got away clean

`Til he turned around, I put some holes in his jeans

Then he lost his balance and fell straight to his knees

Threw his hands in the air and started begging me please(pleeeaassee)

Don`t shoot me C, I got some kids at home

I said, "Fuck it," and put a hole in his dome

Because the way the world is, you can`t be faking the funk

You say one word and homies popping they trunk

But do you think this shit is over? Well, it just begun

You know I don`t take shit and I do not run

Because if a nigga fuck with me, then he needs to be robbed

Jackin` motherfuckers is my only job

I take your money, your shoes, and you brand new jeep

And if you see my face, then I put you to sleep

I just take advice of what my brother say (Master P: "Remember this...")

"Always watch your back and never ever play."

Don`t leave your piece, because you would not win

My nine millimeter is my best friend



[Master P]

Yeah haha



[C-Murder]

Because this is the fast life bitch, and I will bust your ass

Strip you clean, and leave you dead in the grass

I`m C-Murder, bitch and I come in hard

With my gat, I am sending more niggas to the morgue



[Master P]

Sending niggas to the morgue

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue...

The real untouchables, yeah, ha

The real untouchables, yeah

The real untouchables, yeah

And check it out, this for 92

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue...

C-Murder`s sending niggas to the morgue

Richmond, Cali`s in the motherfucking house

Houston, Texas in the motherfucking house

New Orleans in the motherfucking house

Yeah, ha

Check it out, check it out

C-Murder, C-Murder

C-Murder you got any last words before we go and get up out this

motherfucker?



[C-Murder]

Yeah, if niggas talk shit, I am going to commit a homicide

Bitch, punk ass motherfuckers



[Master P]

We out this motherfucker

like the last nigga that fuck with us last year

Especially these bitches, haha

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