Letras:
Master P Black And White

the black stores And only God can judge or point the finger and what's White or black and red and blue equals gang banging I'm just a black man trapped in this white

Within styrofome... and embalmin fluid I been gone too long and I'm down to lose it Somebody go and get this nigga a pint box And I ain't just talkin

m even good to a white boy with a slick top Stuck up in the mountains with a gun and the wrist pop Who? where?, Master P says our watch don't tick tock

is like police pull up and park anywhere (ERRRRR) Jump out and get it on right then and there (whassup whassup??) Niggaz is pussy and ways and actions

It, Dip It, Twist It, Turn It, Pump It Uh!, Yo Pump It Uh Uh! Lick It, Dip It, Twist It, Turn It, Stick It, Dunk It P-P-P-P-Pump It! I Think About You

at a black white paper, and with a whole book of memories (but we never read) seven deep in the jeep with the camel top, everybody and they drunk as hell, ?? and

B.I.G.] I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Guiliani ain't tryin to see no black man turn to John Gotti [Nas] Guns and diamonds Bitches put they

Leah Lando, make all the luchiano And girls with condos, Chanel with Guitano Girl my persono, I share like Sonny Bono Black and white keys, lay girls

down so you can see it real good And take a look at all the pimps and all the pushers and the players That's livin on a whim, thin ice and a prayer Oh and