Da Last Don

Master P

credits


publisher: ©Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: O'Dell Vickers, P. Miller
album: Track in album MP Da Last Don
release date: 1998-6-2
popularity : 7 users have visited this page.
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Thug Rap/Gangsta
length: 3:37
producer: O'Dell
composer: Master P

Album Information

label: Priority Records
country(area): United States
format: CD
barcode: 049925353822
script: Latin

Cover Art

Master P MP Da Last Don cover art

Lyrics

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Ughhhhh.......
So you want to get rid of gansta rap

You want your kids to grow up listenin' to good american music
You always point the finger at the bad guy
But what if the bad guy points the finger at you
The ****ing world was built on corruption

I'm tired of you ****ing hustlers following me around
You know what a hustler is
It's a pig that don't fly straight
When you finish listening to this tape

Master P The Last Don
[Master P]
I made millions from raps I couldn't die in scraps
No Limit *****s we strapped thug *****s bust caps
I live the life of a rider lost at heart
I played the pieces to the puzzles but they tore me apart
I went to jail for **** I didn't do
*****s banged at my **********in' crew
We retaliated now we killers (Ughhhhhh)
*****s slang ghetto dope cain but we drug dealers
Ain't that a ***** a ***** tryin' make it
Can't bust society but these fools tryin' take me
They want you dead or locked up smokin' or rocked up
Walkin' or blocked up down or cocked up
In the bayou haters six feet deep it could be you or me
Your girl or your homey
Cause life has no time but keep your eyes on your enemies
That's one that's grown from the Last Don
He took the kiss of death so I could be The Last Don (4X)
2Pac, Biggie Smalls, My little Brother Kevin Miller
They all took the kiss of death so I could be the last don
Real *****s and *****es out there feel my pain
Feel my pain its real out here
Ain't no such thing as uh.. you can't change your life
You can't do what you want to do
A coward dies a million deaths but a solider only dies one
So all ya *****s out there in the hood tryin' feed your families
Get what you gotta get and get out ***** get your **** together
And if you hustlin' hustle for a cause *****
Don't believe in nobody but your **********in' self
Cause money's the root of all evil
We done lost a lot of soldiers behind them dollars
This one is grown from the last Dizon you heard meUghhhhh.......
So you want to get rid of gansta rap

You want your kids to grow up listenin' to good american music
You always point the finger at the bad guy
But what if the bad guy points the finger at you
The ****ing world was built on corruption

I'm tired of you ****ing hustlers following me around
You know what a hustler is
It's a pig that don't fly straight
When you finish listening to this tape

Master P The Last Don
[Master P]
I made millions from raps I couldn't die in scraps
No Limit *****s we strapped thug *****s bust caps
I live the life of a rider lost at heart
I played the pieces to the puzzles but they tore me apart
I went to jail for **** I didn't do
*****s banged at my **********in' crew
We retaliated now we killers (Ughhhhhh)
*****s slang ghetto dope cain but we drug dealers
Ain't that a ***** a ***** tryin' make it
Can't bust society but these fools tryin' take me
They want you dead or locked up smokin' or rocked up
Walkin' or blocked up down or cocked up
In the bayou haters six feet deep it could be you or me
Your girl or your homey
Cause life has no time but keep your eyes on your enemies
That's one that's grown from the Last Don
He took the kiss of death so I could be The Last Don (4X)
2Pac, Biggie Smalls, My little Brother Kevin Miller
They all took the kiss of death so I could be the last don
Real *****s and *****es out there feel my pain
Feel my pain its real out here
Ain't no such thing as uh.. you can't change your life
You can't do what you want to do
A coward dies a million deaths but a solider only dies one
So all ya *****s out there in the hood tryin' feed your families
Get what you gotta get and get out ***** get your **** together
And if you hustlin' hustle for a cause *****
Don't believe in nobody but your **********in' self
Cause money's the root of all evil
We done lost a lot of soldiers behind them dollars
This one is grown from the last Dizon you heard me

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Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Da Last Don
  • 2 Till We Dead and Gone
  • 3 Thinkin' Bout U
  • 4 Soldiers, Riders, and G's
  • 5 The Ghetto's Got Me Trapped
  • 6 Get Your Paper
  • 7 Ride
  • 8 Thug Girl
  • 9 These Streets Keep Me Rollin'
  • 10 Black and White
  • 11 War Wounds
  • 12 Dear Mr. President
  • 13 Mama Raised Me
  • 14 Let My 9 Get 'em
    CD 2
  • 1 More 2 Life
  • 2 Ghetto Life
  • 3 Gangsta Bitch
  • 4 So Many Souls Deceased
  • 5 Rock-A-Bye Haters
  • 6 Snitches
  • 7 Family Business
  • 8 Let's Get Em'
  • 9 Goodbye to My Homies
  • 10 Welcome to My City
  • 11 Ghetto Love
  • 12 Make Em Say Uhh #2
  • 13 Hot Boys and Girls
  • 14 Reverse the Game
  • 15 Eternity