Master P

Before jump in the game let's get one thing understood
If you sellin that ice cream ya got to make sure it's good
Mr. Ice Cream Man
(Mr. Ice Cream Man) 4X
Verse One:
Hit the blocks dressed in white with some baggy girbaud's
A pocket full of stones, 3 G's and tryin to lose these hoes
And the task coming sick cause its the first of the month
Fiends on my pager like i'm try to take these fools to lunch
Going crazy in the getto try to kill me
My little homies lost life, y'all fools feel me
I pack a D cause i'm paranoid at night time
Brother be pullin jack, I'm in the hood bustin gangsta rhyme
And still gotta watch my back in the hood gee
Like Spice-1 said those fools living like movies
Little kids get bout it I mean my hood is ROWDY
I'm try to make a dollar 50 before I'm up and out it
Before jump in the game le'ts get one thing understood
If you sellin that ice cream ya got to make sure it's good
Mr. Ice Cream Man
(Mr. Ice Cream Man) 4X
Verse Two:
Mr. Ice Cream Man or call me Master P
I got that 2 for 3 call me if you need some D
Me and my little brother Silkk we be ballin
Got this thang sewed up from Texas to New Orleans
And cross the West Coast where fools get wicked
I'm in the gang hell a D I'm try to score a meal ticket
Break fiends on boulders I means Al soda
Duckin the task and try to hide from the rollers
And hangin' with TRU soldiers, my TRU click we true to this
TRU 2 da G A M E fools we ain't new to this