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点击复制Make Em' Say Uhh - Master p
No Limit Studios what'up
Who this is Who this is
Ni**a this Rappin 4 Tay who is this
Oh this P
P said with disbelief
Yeah this is P
P (Yeah) Well if this is P lemme hear ya say ungggggggggggh
UngnGNGYAHAHgngnnghh
This ain't no motherf**kin P
Man hang the phone up
(MP) Ungggggghh na nah na nah
(MP) Make em say UNGGGGGGH (UNGGGGGGH)
Na nah na nah (na nah na nah)
Ni**a I'm the colonel of the motherf**kin tank
Y'all after big thangs we after big bank
3rd Ward hustlas soldiers in combats
Convicts and dealers and killers with TRU tats
Never gave a f**k bout no hoes on our riches
And niggaz come short I'm diggin ditches
M P pullin stripes commander in chief
And fools run up wrong ni**a I'm knockin out some teeth
I'm down here slangin rollin with these hustlers
Tryin to get rid of all you haters and you bustas
Steppin on cold break a niggaz nose
In the projects niggaz anything goes
Breakin fools off cause I'm a No Limit soldier
At ease now salute this pass me the doja
Make em say UNGGGGGGH (UNGGGGGGH)
Na nah na nah (na nah na nah)
Make em say UNGGGGGGH (UNGGGGGGH)
Na nah na nah (na nah na nah)
Make em say UNGGGGGGH (UNGGGGGGH)
Na nah na nah (na nah na nah)
Fiend exercisin this right
Of exorcism bustin out the expedition
Bullets choppin haters business to about the size of prisms our mission
They heard we scary No Limit mercenary
No tellin how bad it get because the worst'll vary
I heard you make em worry that this for the loot
They intimidated by the rounds that the tank shoot
Tank Dogs salute Every robbery in store cause they know
Everything Fiend know mean mo' money mo'
Little Fiend still want the greens the cornbread and the cabbage
In your hood remindin you b**ches of who the baddest
Definitely the maddest so the crime gon' stick em up
My UNGGGGGGH went twice (ungh ungh)
And ended with nine get em
(Silkk the Shocker)
P gon' make ya say UNGGGGGGH I'ma make you say OWWWWWWWW
I'm not Eric B but guaranteed to Move this motherf**kin Crowd
I stay on like light switches money cause I like riches
Hittin nothin but tight b**ches call me I might hit ya
Ni**a make em say nah nah nah don't trip
After I bust yo' sh*t then after that say na nah nah nah
I hang with niggaz I do my thang with niggaz (unggggh)
They wanna know if I gangbang
Cause I hang with a whole gang of niggaz
So when we connect b**ch better respect this I step quick
Cause I got a vicious right hand
But ya know what My left is quick
Silkk you the type of ni**a that promotes violence
You might be right
Cause I'll step in the club and say somethin
To get that motherf**ker start to fightin (Bout it )
Bad as vogues I'm cold extra see through
P G never f**kin knockin niggaz cause I make em all see 3 D
And P D's the game that I spit No Limit Soldiers got my back
I run this motherf**ker TRU niggaz
And I betcha y'all niggaz ya say"Bet"
We capitalize and monopolize on everything
We see keep pistols drawed
And cocked we got the industry locked
We can't be stopped too hot
Check the spots that we got on Billboard
This Tank can set up roadblocks we fadin all you hoes
Want some mo Then let's go stretch you out like elastic
Zip that a** up in plastic have ya folks pickin caskets
We drastic our tactics is homegrown in the ghetto
So feel the wrath of this sista
It's like you fightin 10 niggaz
Forget the baby boys it's the biggest mamma Mia
The Unlady Like diva lyrical man eater believe her
Or see her and get that a** embarrassed
If you're a decision maker guaranteed you'll get carried away
So stay in yo' place when ya hear mamma speakin
Cannon spray clear the way when ya see The Tank creepin
Hi
I'm that ni**a that rap and stick-up Joe
When they won't know how to do it
You could be the little bitty skinny motherf**ker
With the braids in his hair
Usin limos and choppers too
I done paid my dues but still played the blues
Ni**a play me like you was scared to lose
I'm still a fool you ain't heard the news
I was a No Limit ni**a makin major moves
I won't stop now b**ch I can't stop
You can't stop me so b**ch don't try we
We TRU soldiers we don't die
We keep rollin na-nah-nah-nah-nah
All aboard b**ch it's like a choir inside
The group goin hallelujah
Niggaz goin to war got to fightin and shootin inside rumors
B**ches be sayin he there we there BEWARE
C there Silkk there Fiend there Mamma there P there
Ain't no salary cap on top of my dollars
I roll with nothin but them No Limit riders
I gets down ni**a I hold my tank up high
Watch how many b**ches get wild na nah na nah