17 Reasons Lyrics - Singles - Master P

car full of weed 

didn't see him creep up 

hit him in the jaw 

took him for his phone and his beeper 

left him on the ground, caughin blood 

pissed in the ????, then pulled the plug 

2 to the dome, didn't let him suffer 

and like a chicken, put him in the pot then smother 

life in the Rich, gotta think quick 

be about your money, you can't trust a bitch 

fucked in the game, gettin paid dues 

but when they tagged his toe, the boy made the news 

and like Spice said, from bodies to zags 

from forties to funeral 

just another nigga on the grass dead 

18 and bad luck, nobody gives a fuck 

here comes a black truck 

2 days later everybody cryin 

and at the funeral bangers in line 

here comes his mother pushin through the crowd 

screamin oh my god don't killm y child 

I'm in the back dressed in khakies 

9 in my pocket caue P is trigga happy 

Lil O.G. pushing tapes and c.d.'s 

puttin in work like some Levi jeans 

and when my number's called, you know I'm ready bro 

cause I got 17 reasons, I'll let you know 

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17 reasons, to let go 

shoot em up, bang bang, you fuckin with a psycho 

17 reasons, to let go 

shoot em up, bang bang, you fuckin with a psycho 

17 reasons, to let go 

shoot em up, bang bang, you fuckin with a psycho 

back on the scene 

P making green, playa hatas hate to see a nigga go clean 

ain't slangin dope, but got dope tapes 

went worldwide, started from the Bay 

from No Limit to SMG 

put it in the trunk, ship it across the sea 

Saint get the check, King break they neck 

it's all legit, like Solar Flex 

one blow and I'll drop ya, you might need a doctor 

a nigga getaway, C-Murder got the Shocker 

stuck to your ass, played you like a bitch 

mark ass niggas get the motherfuck 86 

besides wanna run up and mean mug the P 

fools comeup short, Silkk get their teeth 

stick it in the ground, till it turn blue 

and if a fool live he be suckin on soup 

stuck em in the car with a broken jaw 

it ain't what you heard, it's what you saw 

retaliation's a must, that's why I bust 

but fool, got 17 reasons 

shut you motherfuckin ass up 

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17 reasons, to let go 

shoot em up, bang bang, you fuckin with a psycho 

17 reasons, to let go 

shoot em up, bang bang, you fuckin with a psycho 

17 reasons, to let go 

shoot em up, bang bang, you fuckin with a psycho 

gold on my ride 

4 woofers, 2 Alpines 

and when the Lexus stop 

hoochies wanna form lines 

fiends on my shit 

lookin for a hit 

watchin them niggas ???? 

trying to get a fix 

I walk with a limp, mean like a soldier 

Colt 45, gone off that donja 

Master P, the nappy head fool 

don't give a fuck, don't play by no rules 

rata-tat-tat, just like the Brat 

P leaving suckas stuck on their back 

better check his pulse, left him with his eyes open 

struck him from the back, god damn watch his head open 

throw him off the cliff, take him to the torcher ship 

and this was who 

I'll be like Shawn Kemp 

dumpin bodies off straight to the morturary 

Master P, in the hood, Black Dirty Harry 

Richmond Balla, 23rd Street hustla 

still independent, started from the gutter 

went big time, took to the gangsta rhyme 

put the town on the map, that's the fucking like of crime 

the hoods gettin hectic, 

the P well respected 

but got to pack some heat 

incase some fool test me 

17 reasons, to let go 

shoot em up, bang bang, you fuckin with a pyscho