Lyrics Nobody Moves - Master P
Chorus:
Master
P
+ Magic
(repeat
4X)
Nobody
moves,
nobody
get
hurt
{What?}
Don′t
make
me
put
yo'
face
on
a
t-shirt
with
some
dirt
{Motherfucker
it′s
on!}
[Master
P]
I
retired
from
the
game
til
you
niggaz
got
me
fucked
up
I'm
back
for
2000
to
get
y'all
bitches
and
y′all
niggaz
bucked
up
The
media
started
hatin
cause
I
made
my
money
on
the
corner
I′m
like
the
Energizer
Bunny,
on
some
weed
and
Corona
Now
y'all
don′t
wanna
fuck
wit
me
I
got
some
killers
that'll
bust
wit
me
And
I
represent
that
C-P-3
Til
I′m
motherfuckin
six
feet
deep!
Nigga
I'ma
ball
til
I
fall,
no
fakin
it′s
all
real
How
many
niggaz
can
roll
through
the
project,
that
made
$56
mill?
We
all
tatted,
all
gatted,
we
hustlers,
y'all
addicts
Now
who
the
fuck
want
static?
I
got
the
automatics
Chorus
1/2
[Magic]
Motherfucker
we
back
To
all
the
hater
niggaz
thought
No
Limit
was
fallin
off
I'm
here
to
set
the
record
straight
MOTHERFUCKER
I′M
GOIN
OFF!
On
all
you
bitches
speakin
behind
the
microphone
One
more
word
and
I′ma
follow
you
home
Empty
my
chrome,
up
in
your
dome
It's
the
Y-2-K
motherfucker
WE
CAME
TO
CRUSH
BONES!
Eternal
sleep
to
all
you
niggaz
talkin
beef
I
cut
you
up
and
eat
you
I′m
a,
wild
fuckin
beast
I'm
like
a
fuckin
bomb
and
P′s
the
designator
Go
'head
and
push
the
button,
LET
ME
GET
RID
OF
ALL
THE
HATERS!
. Nann
nigga
here
can
fade
us,
so
BOW
MOTHERFUCKER
BOW
TO
THE
FUCKIN
GREATEST!
Chorus
1/2
[Silkk]
We
put
the
choppers
up,
my
nigga
done
put
the
legs
down
Niggaz
think
we
playin
at
first,
but
shit
done
got
serious
now
We
make
nightmares
come
true,
when
we
come
through
Nigga
you
don′t
wanna
fuck
with
us
That
there
they
see
what
a
nigga
did
done
you,
run
who
And
I
don't
believe
in
that
ten
years
down
the
line
shit
Revenge
so
when
you
come
through?
Bury
your
lil'
son
too
Shit
is
real
now
We
walk
away,
fuck
nah
I
was
taught
to
spray
If
the
drama
too
big
for
what
I
got
on
my
hip
P
and
Magic
brought
the
′K
Niggaz
done
fucked
up
the
game
That′s
why
they
got
stuck
for
they
chain
Niggaz
ain't
real
killers,
niggaz?
looked
up
in
vain
See
I
ain′t
no
killer,
but
if
come
down
to
it
I'll
bust
yo′
brains
in
I
don't
give
a
fuck
who
around
me,
never
touch
my
No
Limit
chain
again
Bitch
Chorus
1 Only God Can Judge Me
2 Ghetto Prayer
3 Step To Dis
4 Return of Da Don
5 Say Brah
6 Boonapalist
7 Where Do We Go from Here
8 Ice On My Wrist (Remix)
9 Stop Playing Wit Me
10 Ghetto In the Sky
11 Ain't Nothing Changed
12 Commercial
13 Oh Na Nae
14 Ghetto Honeys
15 Y'all Don't Want None
16 Life Ain't Easy
17 Who Down to Ride
18 Y'all Don't Know
19 Nobody Moves
20 Da Ballers
21 Crazy Bout Ya
22 Intro To Get Yo Mind Right
23 Get Yo Mind Right
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