Artist: Master P f/ Crazy & Tori Album: Al Capone Song: Scared of Me Typed by: r0llinlacs@yahoo.com (Intro, Master P) We in the club, poppin bottles after bottles Makin Champagne rain, fuckin models after models Bitch niggas see us, and they don't even holla Bout to press a button, leave you haters in the flowers (Verse 1, Master P) Nigga got me for a brick Gave him twenty-eight, nigga gave me bullshit! What you think I'ma do when I see him!? Fuck you and his crew if I see 'em! Real niggas, G-code I'm all up in that, D-Bo Never miss a shot, Derek Rhoades at the freethrow Catch him and I'm gone Two bottles of that 'trone Fuck these niggas hatin on me because my money long I see pussy in his eyes, I know these niggas scared Yeah I fucked his bitch, and that was the best I ever had You toilet tissue niggas, I'm bout to wipe my ass Keep my name out ya mouth before you end up in a bag (Hook, Crazy) I be! I die! The Kush! I'm high! The streets! The Pain! The money! The fame! These niggas hatin on me Thinkin they ahead of me (Master P) Pussy nigga scared of me, actin like a nun I was by myself, I didn't even have my gun Talkin that bullshit, bout you put in work Check a nigga resume, ain't never did no dirt He scared (Verse 2, Crazy) Purple and gold Charger Call it James Worthy Shorty take it to the head while I'm at the derby No fear, I live on the edge of life! No Illuminati dawg, cause I love Christ! My price, twenty-six a fuckin' brick Your baby mama mad, cause a nigga came quick Fuck the rats, everybody fuckin' tellin' I keep a chopper, a firearm with a felon I'd rather die bustin then to go without it! Run up on me dawg, I'll show ya that we bout it, bout it! Al Capone pushin work through the whole city Come short nigga, you can meet Frank Nitty (Hook, Crazy) I be! I die! The Kush! I'm high! The streets! The Pain! The money! The fame! These niggas hatin on me Thinkin they ahead of me (Master P) Pussy nigga scared of me, actin like a nun I was by myself, I didn't even have my gun Talkin that bullshit, bout you put in work Check a nigga resume, ain't never did no dirt (Verse 3, Tori) When Tori enter the room, they holla hoo-ray I spit more fire than two K's for two days These rap niggas scared to meet sweet boo-tays I'm on my Chi Town shit, nigga Lupe In the hood, gettin dollas In the club, poppin bottles If she bad, I'ma holla If she not, don't even bother Lambo doors with the invisible roof You can call that bitch rabbit, cause it's missin a tooth Niggas scared, drug dealin niggas run with my clique And my swagger so New York, I should run with the Knicks Man, my attitude so shitty, niggas wish I would quit Man, my dawgs ball hard til' I tell 'em to quit (Hook, Crazy) I be! I die! The Kush! I'm high! The streets! The Pain! The money! The fame! These niggas hatin on me Thinkin they ahead of me (Master P) Pussy nigga scared of me, actin like a nun I was by myself, I didn't even have my gun Talkin that bullshit, bout you put in work Check a nigga resume, ain't never did no dirt He scared