Time To Check My Crackhouse Lyrics - Master P

[Chorus x 4] 

Time To Check My Crackhouse, my crackhouse, my crackhouse 

[Verse 1] 

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The P rat a tat 

It's time to start checkin' shit 

I'm the wrong nigga in the projects to be fuckin' with 

Man get that Mack-11 

It's time for some drama 

Any nigga come up short with the cheese gonna see his momma 

Gone off that powda and slippin' that 4 

I'm bout ta lay it down with this muthafuckin' toy 

You bitches better break me off my money cuz I'm crazy 

Girl you ain't got my cash 

You won't see your baby 

Put my dope in the baggies I mean the bumble up 

Dollar bills in my fuckin' pocket tightly crumbled up 

50's in my mouth got my goddamn tongue 

num but when I walk on the set 

Bitch I'm gonna leave you dumb 

Break me off my cash 

I ain't takin' no shorts 

I'm aimin' that Tek-9 right at your heart 

Ain't no fuckin' return from the dead 

I'm ready to kill bitch 

I'm the wrong nigga in the game to be fuckin' with 

I'm kickin' doors down 

Tryna' get my money 

Leavin' fiends on the ground 

Face down like dummies 

You better have the cash 

or your ass in the body bag 

Killa murda muthafucka 

I ain't runnin' from the tads 

Rat-a-tat-tat is the sound from my gat 

I told you muthafuckas that you won't be coming back 

You came up short with the muthafuckin' grits 

That's why yo ass got caught up in some gangsta shit 

Call me the black rambo 

Cuz I don't give a fuck 

And just like my boy said 

Yo ass got plucked 

You shoulda came right with my money 

You started smokin' 

That's why I had to break you off some tokens 

So jump on the bus ride to hell bitch 

I'm gonna let your know who the fuck you be fuckin' with 

Tha M-A-STER to the muthafuckin' P 

And I ain't takin' no shorts with ya'll niggas with my D 

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[Chorus x 4] 

[Verse 2] 

Went Into the crackhouse and opened up the safe 

One nigga at the door lookin' at me hellah fake 

I played it off like it was fuckin good G 

That's when I told my man 

Hit 'em with the oozi! 

That's it 

1-2-times rat a tatta 

One nigga on the ground lookin' like a eggo plater 

But I ain't even trippin' 

Gotta show them I ain't fakin' 

Cuz if these other niggas get me for some bacon 

I started counting my dope 

Everything was cool black 

Headed to the front 

Got them fiends walkin' in the back 

I ain't even trippin' 

Ain't no time to serve these fiends 

I got 40 g's and two fuckin' keys 

headed to the bienz to put the fuckin' cash up 

Jumped on the freeway nigga fuckin' dashed bro 

Think I see the rollers behind me through the rear-view 

But I ain't even trippin' cuz I ran through clear view 

Stopped at Egg-Zone tried to get some gas 

That's when I see two robbers on my ass 

Played it all cold 

Told B to get that pistol 

Jumped back in the bienz shoulda seen they head whistle 

I wen't back to the house and my homie want some flour 

I ain't Scarface but got the money and the power 

They call me Nino Brown 

Or fuckin' Frank Nitty 

But if you come up short 

There's gonna be some shit up in my city 

[chorus x 4] 

Am I My Brothers Keep (x 6)