D-game Lyrics - Goodfellas - 504 Boyz

[Krazy] 

Nigga this motherfuckin 504 shit deep 

The South done hooked up with the East baby 

The Colonel Master P, Terror, and I am Krazy 

I'm thugged out Feel it 

[Chorus] 

Wuz up playah ya' slick with that 

Hundred G chain with the bracelet to match 

Well check this out here wodie lay on the ground 

For I show your clown ass how these hot balls sound, they goin' 

Click Click blouh blouh Click Click blouh 

Click Click blouh blouh Click Click blouh 

Click Click blouh blouh Click Click blouh 

Click Click blouh blouh that's my style 

[Terror] 

Problem with Terror take it straight to gun 

So we can keep it coporate give up your block and run 

Too much paper here to try an' count by ones 

Whole head cross me, our hollow wall is young 

For you haters on the streets tryin to measure my blow 

If you see the new whip know to add nine o's 

Now I'm up to 2 bricks or 72 o's 

If you counting by the whips then it's 8 different flopes 

I'm heavy lover whether diamonds or broads 

Heavy lover whether cocaine or cars 

And what I hop in, its my option 

To shift your mass put chronic in your dash 

[Chorus] 

[Master P] 

Now if its on put the dope in the bag baby 

You come short I'm gon' bust yo' ass baby 

The neighborhood dope man fool yeah that's me 

I'm out that 5-0-4 to that C-P-3 

Give me an ounce and I'm gon flip it to a brick nigga 

You got my scratch--you snitch then you a bitch nigga 

Hit the pen you probably gon' be a missed nigga 

So here's some prop for your motherfuckin tiss nigga 

[Krazy] 

Imagine all the bricks in the projects was made of cocaine 

I'd be richest young nigga in this rap game 

All my money come in arm of trucks 

More cars more houses more hoes to fuck 

You wasn't worried when I was local nigga, I'm world wide 

You niggas can't take it, You petrified 

The let me loose out that I reveal, Thuggin wit P 

It's No Limit until I die yall can't fuck wit me 

[Chorus]