@Matike85
Ghetto D was a banger. That was the last great album that Master P put out. The Last Don was pretty good but it wasnt as good as Ghetto Dope imo. But GD was a fucking banger no doubt. Ghetto D and that Alpine amp had them big ass 12 inch subs trying to split my trunk in half. I'm surprised I can still fucking hear.
P had one of the best runs in the history of the game. He had the entire industry in a choke hold from the mid 90s well into the 2000s. He did things back then that no one has done since. P revolutionized the game by taking complete and total ownership of his company from top to bottom. That's why NYC dudes were hating then and are still salty now. Country ass New Orleans ass Percy fucking Miller showed those mad envious jealous ass east coast haters how to get real money in the game they invented. Them fools had been raping for Adidas and gold chains for decades before P came along. P came in the game, took it the fuck over, strangled the entire music business and showed all of these so called Big Willie's that they were nothing more than little bitches. That's why they hate P but everyone who worked with him and for him loved him to this day.
East coast dudes are born haters. They hated Dr. Dre until 50 started rapping over the same beats that they spent a decade dissing. They booed Outkast at the Source Awards when Dre told them the south had something to say. Hell NYC cats even hated on the Sugar Hill Gang because they made the first official hip hop hit and they were from Jersey. They cant help themselves. If you hated on the Sugar Hill Gang why would I be shocked when you hated on the greatest business mind hip hop has ever.
Master P is the Harriet Tubman of this rap shit. He freed them hating ass kneegros from them Toby ass contracts. But just like queen Harriet said "I freed a thousand slaves I could have freed a thousand more if only they knew they were slaves." East coast dudes were too busy hating to realize what P was doing.
Man folks don't understand how P ran the game smh. Living in real time at that moment during that era was maybe the best time to be alive.
No Limit was everywhere, on the low, that nigga P wouldn't even put out radio singles or shoot music videos like that for his artist's projects, where as with other artists on other labels they had 2 and 3 videos for their albums.
I remember the build up for C-Murder's Life or Death album (another classic) and that Mystikal album Unpredictable (another classic) coming out smh. Build ups and anticipation for them dude's albums was crazy, Aint even the same any more compared to how it was with folks waiting on NL albums.
When this album came out, this nigga P and No Limit had the game on lock. I can remember being (back in day ass nigga) in school, skipping school with the SRs when they got out early, and every car that school parking lot, had this album blasting out 6 x 9s, and 12 subs, pioneer amp, cuzzo had a boss amp or some shit, with tweeters, for the highs in his cutlass.
You was considered a lame if you hadn't heard this album, Pretty Bitches wouldn't even fuck with you, if you wasn't up on game on this album.
But the one song off that album that you cut on in an ole party or pull up to, to that McDonalds or Burger King, hang out spot after the Friday night football game where everybody would be at and get out that regal, str8 mugging and bouncing, with that mug on that bitch, fast forward the tape right before Mystikal part came on, so you can time that bitch when you hopped out the car/truck and be on point wit the shit Lol, then cut that shit off when Silk part came on.
"I'd piss on your porch or shit in your house"