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[Chorus: Master P] + (children singing) (He got the whole hood, in his hands) {*repeat 3X*} (He got the whole hood in his hands) I got the thugs in the South, in my hand I got them thugs in the East, in my hand I got the North and the West, in my hand Ghetto Bill got 'em in his hand [Master P] I'm a FOOL shorty, so watch me flow I'm so gutter, so gangster, and I got dough I'm in the Guinness Book of Records, I could never go broke I'm the first kid out the project to get a TV show Man, I'm on the block, clockin scrilla I don't wear Reeboks or Nikes I wear, P. Millers And my shoes I lace 'em up when I'm goin to war I'm the first one to put Sprewells on a luxury car Man, I'm ghetto fab, check out my gold grill Like {?} half twisted, they call me Ghetto Bill I'm a No Limit Soldier but I love the kids Send money to the pen, C done doin a bid Even though I keep ballin I done made it big I'm still stuck to the hood tryin to save these kids And I'll do whatever just to save these kids I got the whole hood in my hands Letras de canciones[Chorus] [Master P] Be all you can be, be the greatest Like Muhammad Ali, make 'em love you when they haters See, it's a trip when you follow your dreams You like donuts and milk? You could buy a Krispy Kreme You could be educated, and still be a thug You could say no to drugs and still have fun in the club You could be a movie star, and turn into the governor Or rap like Romeo and still listen to your mother mayne Ain't nuttin wrong with makin it out of the hood But never forget where you came from shawty it's all good I'd like to thank BET, for believin in me Steven Hill, Miss Penny, my boy, Kelly G I done, reinvented myself and I'm back on top I guess, that's one for the boys on my block See I'm a No Limit Soldier like Chucky Atkins Just to make 'em say UNNGGHHH got it on and crackin [Chorus] - to fade From Letras Mania