MUSIC going through some things

Published on April 2nd, 2014 | by PEM


(Exclusive) Unreleased Master P Music – “Going Through Some Thangs”


This is sure to be a instant Classic, people remember this is the Colonel the hardest working artist in the game and it gets no realer than this. He’s bringing the tank with this one,Master P , No Limit Forever is making themselves even bigger and relevant, through the underground & it’s only a matter of time before they take the top spot again. Hip Hop watch out, because you woke up the sleeping giant The Ice Cream Man is officially back. Spitting gangster rhymes over hard Club Beats. This single is from The Ice Cream Man II Album. There is No Limit to this his swag. Salute, Colonel keep on feeding the hood and his fan’s with classic after classic. The Master only gets better with time when others have fallen of, he has revived the Tank and built a new fan base and respect. You can feel the realness in the lyrics on Master P NEW!!! Single “GOING THROUGH SOME THINGS”



INTRO: You know what’s crazy when your boy ain’t had no money, your boy ain’t had no problem. Biggie Smalls said it good “More money, more problems.” I always thought it’d be us against them not us against us. I still love my family, I love my people, and you know I love my kids. I love my hood. I just feel like I’m going through it right now. It’s like I’m going crazy, I ain’t even getting high, I’m just…


I’m going through some things, I’m going through some things

These hitters and these women got me going through some things


These hitters trippin’, these women trippin’

These haters holdin’ their nuts,

My pockets full of them dead men,

That’s why them haters wanna be us

My baby mama she trippin’ yeah tryin’ to take your boy to court

I should pull the Mayweather, take the mansion and that Porsche

My kids hungry? I’ll steal for ‘em

My brother trippin’? but I’ll kill for him

My grandma dead, but I changed my life but I ain’t going back to jail for ‘em

I got millions now, I got plenty cars, but your boy still be stressin’

Got street dudes and gossipin’ chicks and tmz askin’ questions

When I was broke in the projects they ain’t worried about my life

Now I got a lil paper they wanna know everything I like

Like who I’m screwin’ and what I’m doin’,

Where Boz at?, What Shorty doin’? Rome straight? Your family good?

Why you worryin’ bout what millionaires doin’

CHORUS (4X) &n bsp;


I’m having nightmares I killed this fool, I hope that I don’t know ‘em

These haters thinkin’ I got soft but rookie I’m a show ‘em

Paparazzi keep messin’ with me, want me to hit ‘em and they get rich

Got my cousin with me and he from the hood, And he’ll punch you in your mouth

And if I go to jail, and it get real then I’m gone take my lick

I ain’t cryin’ or mad at no other man, that’s real hitter shit

And everything I got, I hustle for it and I ain’t ask nobody for shit

And if I fall off, I get back up, cause I’m really with that it

And if you made me, go make you, why you worryin’ about what we do

I’m No Limit, I’m TRU, I’m the realest hitter you ever knew

I love my family, don’t trust my friends, this money stuff they’ll do you in

You ain’t got no money, you ain’t got no friends,

But this money stuff will make you kill your friends


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