Da Last Don - Master p

Da Last Don - Master p
I made millions from raps I couldn't die in scraps
No Limit niggas we strapped
Thug niggas bust caps
I live the life of a
Rider lost at heart
I played the pieces to the puzzles
But they tore me apart
I went to jail for sh*t I didn't do
Niggas banged at my mother f**kin' crew
We retaliated
Now we killers
Niggas slang ghetto d**e cain
But we ** dealers
Ain't that a b**ch
A ni**a tryin' make it
Can't bust society
But these fools tryin' to take me
They want you dead or locked up
Smokin' or rocked up
Walkin' or blocked up
Down or cocked up
In the bayou
Haters six feet deep
It could be you or me
Your girl or your
Homey
'Cause life has no time
But keep your eyes on your enemies
That's one that's grown from the Last Don
He took the kiss of death
So I could be The Last Don
He took the kiss of death
So I could be The Last Don
He took the kiss of death
So I could be The Last Don
He took the kiss of death
So I could be The Last Don