Major Players

[Intro: Master P]

Yo, what's up Mean Green

This one here for everybody out there doing

They thug thing Major player Whether they

Grinding, hustling,  flipping things, ya'll know

What I mean

[Chorus: Master P]

If it don't fold, if it don't ching ching

Then you ain't a real soldier, if you can't maintain

If it don't fold, if it don't ching ching

Then you ain't a real soldier, if you can't maintain

[Mia X]

Now mama can't be compared to no other broad

Cause I spit that mental and keep (Shhh)

Them niggas  peeling off Franklins

Franky # 1, I'm on the force checks in my hands

Most demand to be man's thugs Mrs

I piss on all you so-called fire starters

And all you fakes claiming flow I'm known to touch

Your water I started with a quarter flip my way to six figures

Ground work down and dirty hustling like a nigga

I figured ain't no sense in sleeping if my kids ain't eating

And ain't no sense in you creeping if you ain't treating

I'm seeking dollars if you with me baby follow me

Trying to buy a key like it's a ticket out of poverty

But every key don't always open up a friendly door

On the other side might be the law so

Plain strategies clean your g's and keep it coming

Don't be another ghetto child hustling for nothing

[Chorus]

[Master P]

(Uhhhhhhh)

I'm a ball till I fall nigga pops wasn't home

Put it in a zip lock bag or either ride with the chrome

I thank god for my big cousin Jimmy nigga taught me how to hustle

See life is like a puzzle always in and out of trouble

From the jail to the street we hustle till we weak

From a quarter to a key nigga momma gotta eat

See this ghetto got me crazy

And if it wasn't for no limit could they pay me

Two million in the bank for the babies

Independent black owned is why they pay me

[Chorus]

[Silkk the Shocker]

(What What What)

Now look dollars I'm trying to fold

Three keep me rolling like wheelchairs

See I'm from the south I love east and west

Just like I lived there Ran the streets with my thugs

Often I sold (Shhh) I'd be lying if I'm tell you i'm doing

This rap stuff strictly out of love I'm in it for the money

But ya'll can keep the fame and all that

Bitch let it be known that my name I bring like all that

Hate me that I got riches Hate that I got bigger

Even got picture of me flossing in drop 6s

I like to have things and I don't like to dream

Picture my benz riding rubber 20s so I put em on 19s

Aim high my dream house cost about 6 mil

I wanna step out the house cause I paid boy

About six bills No limit and mean green you gotta

Like respect our flow Respect our dough

Respect that we trying to get some more

Major players do what they want You haters

Do what ya'll can I'm trying to bury money

Understand For my real g's 100s and grams

See I'm a no limit soldier so I'm a represent

If it don't fold or ching ching, then it don't make sense

[Chorus]

[Porsha over Outro]

Major Players

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[Outro: Mean Green]

Yeah and there it is

What's up this is the Mean Green

Wanna explain to you about maintaining

Remember the days ya'll

Us black folks had love for each other

We wasn't jacking each other for cars and clothes

You know we was maintaining

We grew up in a materialistic ass world

Gotta get away from that

Now it's time for us soldiers to step up

Be proud to be who we are

As we groove into this new millenium

You know It's time for us to make our kids proud

Time to take care of our families like we supposed to

That's what's important Major players, well

We do what we want Haters, stand on the side

And do what they can And that is