The Ghetto's Tryin To Kill Me Lyrics - Master P

(master p) 

I don't know where I'm going to 

But selling dope is the only thing I knows how to do 

Damn indo you got to handle that dank time tonight 

I'm deep in the game I can't sleep at night 

And mommy praying cause she know her boy ain't living right 

And when I die they say I'm going out in gunsmoke 

Cause I refuse to be broke up in this ghetto 

See I been tripping all life cause life is a damn trip 

And when I leave the house you know I'm carrying an extra clip 

See in the 90's things all gone change 

I never thought I'd grow up to be the dope man 

But in reality I guess I damn lost it all 

Just the other day I put my brother's name on the wall 

Rest in peace, yeah they killed him g 

I know one day somebody is going to try to kill the p 

And if they do I guess it was my time to go 

But if they miss me you will be reading about some dead folks 

In other words can you fell me and if you from my hood 

You know the ghetto's tryin to kill me 

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Chorus: repeat 2x 

The ghetto's trin to kill me 

They might send me to the pen but doing time doesn't scare me 

(master p) 

I'm selling dope and my baby mommy she wants me to quit 

But I can't because the game gives me dividends 

See in the game my hella partnas depend on me 

So when I go out I'm going out like my dead homies 

Forty g's two keys in the crackhouse 

Po-po's on my trick, you know the p is going to smash out 

Never trust nobody, can't even trust my chick 

And when my kids grow up they know daddy's a lunitic 

Driveby's in the ghetto happen all night long 

Call me master p, killer call me al capone 

Because when I die they probably won't remember me 

But while I'm here those marks can't fade the p 

You seeing fatal when you mess with this dope click 

But if you run on the p you get your wig split 

For the jealous suckers that's out to kill me 

I'm going to reverse the game partna, can you feel me 

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Chorus: repeat 2x 

(silkk) 

I lost 2 brothers in the gear and I can't cope 

I try to go straight, but I still end up selling dope 

Reminiscing on my childhood, but it ain't the same 

I never thought my occupation was going to be the dope game 

Two keys a day, you never see so much coke 

Three o'clock in the morning chopping up dope 

Reaching for my gat soon as I hear the slightest noise 

Just come from a funeral, and it got me paranoid 

Having flashbacks of this fool I smocked with my gat 

He living, if he's real he'll be coming back 

But if I'm going out I'm going out with a bang 

Suckers jealous because silkk riding on those thangs 

Having visions on how I'm going to die g 

Will I die up in this game or will I die in my sleep 

That's why I'm packing a p, y'all should feel me 

I ain't paranoid, I know this ghetto is tryin to kill me 

Chorus: repeat 4x 

Yeah like my partna too $hort said 

"get in where you fit in 

Just remember life is too $hort"