Mile Away (feat. Master P)

In the middle of the fake shit real niggas punk out You can see me from a mile away x2 (Clyde Carson) Yeah, we holler with that drop out All my niggas got the same dress Get money, live big And she trashy, used to drop me off Now it's foggie, cause I got a Benz Racks by the park, bitch All my niggas have the blow No love for a park bitch Hittin' dollas by the liquor store Ain't no more born fibe on the weed(?) Just fo' me, I need at least an o.z. Goin' hard in the pay, O.G. I'mma get it high lid, homie, nigga In the middle of the fake shit real niggas punk out You can see me from a mile away x2 (Master P.) Cartoon niggas, yeah, we call 'em Bruce Wayne Bust it up, bend the hood, got two dames Nigga run, who blame? Go bang bang I'll go, everything call it trinidad Two bad bitches wit me, yeah, I'm into that Got caught, chopped up, where the ceiling at? Got the rap game doped up, feelin' that Big cock cussin' on this bitch, feelin' that Hating niggas taking motherfucking high angles From the bay rap ghost (???) Nigga giant on these real niggas (alright) Team madre cups from my real niggas (?) And my 2k shades, call 'em B40 Bitches get up and the ghost gon' get naughty We don't play checkers, nigga, we play chess When it comes to the street shit, I'm the best In the middle of the fake shit real niggas punk out You can see me from a mile away x2 (Clyde Carson) Outta town, got the price up Now I got a fat house Ain't that (???), golf course Neighbors love it when I'm in it now Got a view from the third floor Fireplace in the backyard Hall of famous livin' next door All my goons got a (???) Cross country, put some hours in the Benz Light the city, New York, by Mianis Set the ball, we ain't neva follow trance Set down, she put the world in my hands I just wanna smash when the stacks up So I can feel good when the red do You can miss me wit the bullshit Gettin' money what I'm into In the middle of the fake shit real niggas punk out You can see me from a mile away x2