God Forgive Us Lyrics - Master P

God forgive us for cause we do not know what we do 

We only do what we see 

The Gift, all my real niggas out there 

No Limit forever, man 

I told you it ain't over, I made these niggas 

I'm back to get what's mine 

This my life ughh 

This my life, nigga 

No Limit forever 

Boss of all bosses 

Godfather of this shit, nigga 

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A little skinny nigga, call me underdog 

Hangin' with my partners, parkin' our expensive cars 

It's funny how the rock will change a nigga's life 

Went to sleeping on floors to mansions fuckin' overnight 

Took grandma to the church, had to pay my tithes 

A hundred Gs to the preacher, should've seen his eyes 

My auntie cry every time when she sees me strapped 

But these niggas will kill you, life is just one trap 

Keep my pistol cocked homie, I don't fuck with cowards 

Took my bitch out the hood, here's a million dollars 

Put my trust in god, and I love haters 

Cause every time they talk, nigga I get paper 

Watch your enemies, you even got to watch your friends 

Peter told Jesus he love him, then he did him in 

[?] called this shit last year, man this shit funny 

Real niggas will turn bitch over a little money 

I thank God for my partner, my nigga Joey 

Cause when I was hurtin', he ain't talk shit 

He said kitchen dro' it 

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Yeah, let's make a toast to this real shit 

And all the bullshit we had to deal with 

Started off with crumbs we had to build bricks 

I pray 20 years later that I'm still rich 

Rollin' up swishas to this real shit 

Still prayin' for the patience not to kill shit 

Started off with crumbs we had to build bricks 

It's no limit to this real shit 

It's the untouchable, grew up on the Huxtable 

So it's nothing for me to kick in the door and fuck with you 

Tie you and your bitch up, then hop in the truck with you 

You die on your way to the trap, the knife stuck in you 

This next bar for Rihanna, I'm fuckin' you 

Gangsta, hit it doggystle with Chris Brown bumpin' too 

Love bitches, smoke weed, cut pies, sold dope 

Drove 'raris, parked Masi's crooked on Appalachian slopes 

Ey yo P they ain't seen a cold nigga like this, B 

These are the memoirs of the gold rope 

Hollywood never, them the white boys I sold coke 

Crazy motherfucker, my conscious stream Four Loko 

Ice-T in them bricks, I been fuckin' with CoCo 

11 years old, I had a triple beam, before I had a G.I. Joe 

Birds by the boatload, that bitch-life in a chokehold 

It's hard to trust hoes, you see what happened to Ocho 

Yeah, ain't no limit to this real shit 

Mastering them Ps since 12, it's time to kill shit 

Yeah, let's make a toast to this real shit 

And all the bullshit we had to deal with 

Started off with crumbs we had to build bricks 

I pray 20 years later that I'm still rich 

Rollin' up swishas to this real shit 

Still prayin' for the patience not to kill shit 

Started off with crumbs we had to build bricks 

It's no limit to this real shit 

Uh huh 

Keep the credits rollin' nigga 

This my movie, I'm the director 

I told y'all niggas 

Y'all have woke up the motherfuckin' sleeping giant