All 4 One Lyrics

All 4 One lyrics

f/ Master P







[Master P]



That's how motherfuckin killers do it. (Killers do it.)



Prime Suspect (No Limit Soldier), Master P.



And fuck the money, fuck the world.







[Master P]



See when i be sressing , mothefucker im trying to get it (trying to get it)



pass me the motherfucking catchers mitt, I aint no bullshittin



Do we got beef on the streets, nigga pass me the heat



It's time to pop some motherfucking necks and put these punks to sleep



I aint playing with you bitch, Im just chasing million dollar dreams



Now the fedz trying to get me cooking keys up in the kitchen



Just a young nigga trying to make it out the bricks



I got medicine for the pigs, I mean 20 fuckin dollar hits



And when the game get me stressed out fuck it im ready to ride



Call up Prime Suspect cause somebody bout to die



And jump in the motherfucking car and pass the heat (pass the heat)



Everybody gone nigga, fuck the police



See niggas do any motherfucking thing when they broke



But I dont fuck with punk nigga and I dont smoke no dope



See I'm a killer by heart, a G by nature



Fuck these bitches cause they'll love ya, but most of these hoes they hate 



ya







[Master P]



Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall



Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all



Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall



Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all







[Glock]



I gots some cutthroat rhymes posted up uptown



Aint no limit to the danger that be lurking around



But we ride in that night, but we might not make it back



Gunning from the killer corn, got the straps on the lap



Where the hustle, P and PS, got the muscle



Fuck the stuggle, couldnt get lost in the scuffle



Street walls forced apon ghetto children



Putting any section to sleep when a nigga got the heat







[Master P]



Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall



Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all



Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall



Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all







[Uzi]



Now why these people try to strike me out



Motherfuck you if you dont like what my click about



Fuck what you saying, see I'm down to do whatever



Bout it bout it, did you heard I'm bout my cheddar



Calliope now have your backup plan nigga now



Is you bout that drama, world that is stressed to hard, is a soldier thang



If a hustlers time to make bout to make it, take it out of loose change



And don't play me close fuck with mine and loose your brains



Hit you with them thangs







[New Nine]



P, now baby you know I'm in a rush to ball



So I got this nigga jacked in the back of the U-Haul



Fall, we cant do that not with all these fucking gats, rat to the tat tat



TRU niggas jacking and stay strapped when they pockets flat



Rats take a dive, i told you these niggaz live glock



P, Uzi and Millimeter go back like fucking Levi's



Been jacking, stying, cracking and capping ,whats happening



Now we still bout that dumb shit quicker than the change, because we rapping







[Master P]



Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall



Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all



Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall



Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all



Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall



Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all



Fuck the world we gon ball til we fall



Soldiers, all for nigga, one for all