Master P lived in New Orleans' infamous Calliope Projects as a child. He ha… Read Full Bio ↴Master P lived in New Orleans' infamous Calliope Projects as a child. He has two brothers, Vyshonn (rapper Silkk the Shocker) and Corey (rapper C Murder). His parents divorced, and he split his time between his father's family in New Orleans, and his mother in Richmond, California. He attended the University of Houston on a basketball scholarship, but left and returned to Richmond to live with his mother and study business at Merritt Junior College in nearby Oakland.

In 1989, he inherited $10,000 from his grandfather and opened a record store called No Limit, which he later converted to a record label. He used the label to promote his first album in 1991. The label has released and produced albums by other artists such as Snoop Dogg, Mystikal, and Miller's siblings and son.

He is also an actor and film producer, appearing in both movies and television. He has made guest appearances on "CSI: NY", "OZ", "Moesha", and his son's series "Romeo". His film appearances include the comedy "Uncle P," "I Got the Hook-Up," the action film "Hollywood Homicide", and computer hacking movie "Takedown". He also made a brief and uncredited appearance in "Scary Movie 3." He has also recently starred in a low-budget comedy film called "Black Supaman," featuring appearances from an all star cast of comedians

Ride
Master P Lyrics

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Picture this nigga me a ghetto millionaire
and all my fucking enemies evaporated (evaporated)
only the real can feel me (only the real)

Let's ride this one's for the killers and dealers
still bout it bout it nigga now the world gone feel it (3X)

stomach pains in the ghetto and I'm starving

but picture me a third ward nigga ballin'
a house on the lake and one on the hill
imagine in a ferrari worth millions in dollar bills
if the game won't change me these niggas won't tame me
this bitches won't bring me and everybody blame me
niggas gettin' paid started from the streets
if a nigga don't hustle then mama don't eat
I live my life with some thugs I run with killers and G's
tech-nine and Oz's gone off hennessy and weed

Chorus(2X)

I'm asking ya'll a question who makes these white laws
and all the taxes I pay why don't the government protect superstars
they couldn't save Biggie and what about Tupac
my little brother see-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks
this ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy
I'm duckin' dodgin' the police penetetionary and daisy
protected by soldiers live my life smokin'
the ghetto bottles are broken and cast popped open
nobody want to die young but everybody gotta go
so pass me the stress release 'cause even Bill Cliton smoke

Chorus(3X)

nigga we riders (riders) for every fucking one of us they take
we takin' a hundred of them
we gonna make some motherfuckin' statements too now
but you know what that we mortalizin' together and comin' together
and we diein' together it ain't no game niggas soldiers black power
'til death do us part nigga for every nigga they take we gone make 100 more
to multiply ya'll niggas multiply niggas like gremlins nigga
Warden make millions (nigga we don't make dope they make dope)
if all ya'll niggas talkin' to the feds tryin' to get a nigga locked up
then ya'll know a nigga that changed his whole attitude
changed his whole motherfuckin' game nigga we too motherfuckin' legit to quit
so ya'll read about that and ya'll motherfuckin' media
that want a nigga to war this rap wars and shit niggas don't kill niggas
the media kills niggas I feel your pain Suge Knight nigga Death Row Records
No Limit motherfuckin' records (could be anyone of us) niggas unite
They don't want niggas to make it out of the ghetto
take chances and opportunites to all ya'll fucking niggas out there
livin' like guppies ya'll know No Limit niggas we wet gyuppies up
(wet'em up) ya'll remember that this is from the motherfucking last dizon
now this is for all my No Limit soldiers from the south to the west
to the east to the motherfuckin' north let's ride niggas
real niggas don't die we multiply nigga gotta pack some heat 'cause
that's the only way he gone protect himself I don't give a fuck if I

just got off parole nigga I'm gonna protect me and mines nigga
you protect you and yours

Overall Meaning

The song "Ride" by Master P is a powerful statement about living life in the ghetto and being a survivor. The lyrics describe the hard living and difficult choices that face young men growing up in neighborhoods where the odds are stacked against them. Master P and his crew of killers and dealers are not ashamed of their lifestyle, and their message is clear: they will not be tamed by anyone or anything.

Master P describes the pain and struggle of living in the ghetto, hunger pains that cannot be satisfied, and dangers on every corner. But he also paints a vivid picture of what life can be like for those who manage to break free from the cycle of poverty and violence, with houses on the lake and hills and cars worth millions. He talks about running with thugs, killers, and G's, living his life on the edge with guns and drugs, and not caring what others think of him.

The chorus of the song is a rallying cry for all those who have been pushed down by society and left to fend for themselves. It is a call to arms for riders, those who will not back down or compromise their convictions, no matter what. The song is a powerful message of hope and determination in a world where everything is against you.

Line by Line Meaning

Picture this nigga me a ghetto millionaire
Imagine me as a millionaire from the ghetto

and all my fucking enemies evaporated (evaporated)
All my enemies disappeared or were defeated

only the real can feel me (only the real)
Only those who are genuine or authentic can understand me

Let's ride this one's for the killers and dealers
Let's go, this song is for the people who are involved in illegal activities

still bout it bout it nigga now the world gone feel it (3X)
I am still tough and dedicated to my cause, and now the rest of the world will recognize it

stomach pains in the ghetto and I'm starving
I am hungry and suffering from the poor conditions in the ghetto

but picture me a third ward nigga ballin'
Despite these hardships, I imagine myself as a successful person from Third Ward

a house on the lake and one on the hill
I have two luxurious homes, one by the lake and one on top of a hill

imagine in a ferrari worth millions in dollar bills
I am driving a Ferrari worth millions of dollars

if the game won't change me these niggas won't tame me
My life experiences won't change my personality, and others can't control me

this bitches won't bring me and everybody blame me
Women can't manipulate or bring me down, and others blame me for their own problems

niggas gettin' paid started from the streets
People who earn a lot of money began their journey from the streets

if a nigga don't hustle then mama don't eat
If someone doesn't work hard and make money, their family can't eat

I live my life with some thugs I run with killers and G's
I live my life with tough people and hang out with those involved in illegal activities

tech-nine and Oz's gone off hennessy and weed
My friends are drinking Hennessy and smoking weed

I'm asking ya'll a question who makes these white laws
I am asking who is responsible for creating these laws that are unfair for black people

and all the taxes I pay why don't the government protect superstars
I pay a lot of taxes, yet the government doesn't provide enough protection for celebrities like me

they couldn't save Biggie and what about Tupac
The government couldn't save Notorious B.I.G., and what about Tupac?

my little brother see-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks
My brother see-Murder went to jail with guns

this ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy
I am stuck in the ghetto and the drug addicts around me are making me go crazy

I'm duckin' dodgin' the police penetetionary and daisy
I am trying to avoid the police and jail time, but it's difficult

protected by soldiers live my life smokin'
I am protected by my friends, who are like soldiers, and I am smoking

the ghetto bottles are broken and cast popped open
The people in the ghetto are breaking bottles and opening champagne

nobody want to die young but everybody gotta go
Nobody wants to die young, but everyone has to eventually

so pass me the stress release 'cause even Bill Cliton smoke
Give me something to reduce my stress, because even Bill Clinton smokes marijuana

nigga we riders (riders) for every fucking one of us they take
We are tough and won't back down, even if they target and eliminate some of us

we takin' a hundred of them
We will take down many of them in retaliation

we gonna make some motherfuckin' statements too now
We will also make a strong statement with our actions

but you know what that we mortalizin' together and comin' together
We are all mortal and will come together to fight our common cause

and we diein' together it ain't no game niggas soldiers black power
Even if we die, we are fighting for a real cause: black power

'til death do us part nigga for every nigga they take we gone make 100 more
We will keep fighting until we die, and for every one of us they take, we will multiply and become stronger

to multiply ya'll niggas multiply niggas like gremlins nigga
We will multiply like gremlins, and we encourage others to do the same

Warden make millions (nigga we don't make dope they make dope)
The prison warden is making money off us, but we are not the ones creating drugs

if all ya'll niggas talkin' to the feds tryin' to get a nigga locked up
If any of you are talking to the authorities and trying to get us arrested

then ya'll know a nigga that changed his whole attitude
You know someone who has changed his entire mindset

changed his whole motherfuckin' game nigga we too motherfuckin' legit to quit
We changed our way of thinking, and now we're too legitimate to quit

so ya'll read about that and ya'll motherfuckin' media
You will see this in the media

that want a nigga to war this rap wars and shit niggas don't kill niggas
The media wants us to fight each other, but we won't kill each other

the media kills niggas I feel your pain Suge Knight nigga Death Row Records
The media is responsible for putting black people in negative light, and I understand Suge Knight's pain

No Limit motherfuckin' records (could be anyone of us) niggas unite
We are all the same, and we should unite

They don't want niggas to make it out of the ghetto
The system doesn't want black people to succeed and leave the ghetto

take chances and opportunites to all ya'll fucking niggas out there
Take risks and opportunities, all of you out there

livin' like guppies ya'll know No Limit niggas we wet gyuppies up
You are living like small fish, but we, No Limit, will attack you like sharks

(wet'em up) ya'll remember that this is from the motherfucking last dizon
Remember this, it's coming from the last days

now this is for all my No Limit soldiers from the south to the west
This song is for my soldiers from all over

to the east to the motherfuckin' north let's ride niggas
We're riding together, no matter where we're from

real niggas don't die we multiply nigga gotta pack some heat 'cause
We don't die, we keep getting stronger, and we need to carry weapons to protect ourselves and our group

that's the only way he gone protect himself I don't give a fuck if I
That's the only way someone can protect himself, I don't care if I

just got off parole nigga I'm gonna protect me and mines nigga
I just finished my parole, but I am still going to protect myself and my people

you protect you and yours
You take care of yourself and those close to you

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: JEROLD ELLIS, DENZIL FOSTER, ANTHONY DOUGLAS GILMOUR, GARRICK HUSBANDS, JAY A KING, THOMAS MCELROY, THOMAS DERRICK MC ELROY

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