Niggaz just don't know, that I'm taxin all these hoes
And these hoes won't ride wit me...
But these hoes can't ride fo free
Well check this out, I slips on in
I dips on in, she be thinkin ride home
I be like holiday inn, because y'all can't ride for free
believe me, so just when you see me
It just ain't gone be that easy
Now you think you can ride free?
I pay fo the gas you don't give up the ass
nigga please, cause I be a hustla
Must I spell em all in abc's
Or do you get the picture don't make me hit cha
But I don't hits to run, I hits fo fun
Smash it like Daz,and they gets the guns
Cause I ain't no joke
They can ride fo' free I can't drive fo' free, please!
Niggaz just don't know, that I'm taxin all these hoes
And these hoes won't ride wit me...
But these hoes can't ride fo free
These hoes want daiquris, but daiquris aint free
These hoes won't smoke my weed, but weed don't come fo free....
Wassup...
Nuthin much...
Seeya Later....
Thats up to you....
Get in a bucket then...
Y'all hoes betta recognize, cindarella ass bitches!
You be like, "What's yo name?" I be like, "What's mine?"
I could conversate but bitch right now I ain't got that much time
Can you buy me a drink?
Yeah, I buy one...
How about some cavaci on the rocks
Nah, some gin and rum.
I want somthin you sip off, somthin you can sip off,
somthin when you sip off, clothes jus gonna slip off
You know how I runs that, I gives that, I do's that,
I did that, I done that
And that's how it's gon' continue to be...
Haaaaaa... none of you girls can ride fo free
Rides wit me no that's a damn shame...
That's how it is a damn shame, dollar up on my damn fame
Niggaz just don't know, that I'm taxin all these hoes
And these hoes won't ride wit me...
But these hoes can't ride fo' free
They wanna go out and eat, but these hoes get Mickey D's
These hoes they wanna be seen, but they can't be seen with me
You hoes better wake up and smell the coffee
You must have took a wrong turn because you lost me
And nuthin come fo free...
I'm a rider so between them thighs it be me
You gots to watch how who you take home
That's nice she look like Halle Berry
and today she look like Grace Jones
The first I didn't wanna...
on they plate but after that they want like lobster and steak
Now the club be the best place, they work be the worst place
Nine times outta ten I never been past the first date
Yeah see it's like this I'm mackin bad
If you wanna get taxi hoes, call up a cab
Yeah Bitch, jump in a muthfuckin bucket
Cause you'll never ride in Benz
But I ain't mad at you
You know what I'm sayin cause you got a nigga gettin your hair done
gettin yo nails done
But me and my little brother Silkk
We gon' reverse the game on you bitches
You know what I'm sayin bitch
You can take me to the barber shop
you can put some muthafuckin gold around my fingers
You can put some muthafuckin gold around my neck
Niggaz just don't know, that I'm taxin all these hoes
And these hoes won't ride wit me...
But these hoes can't ride fo' free
They wanna have sex with me
But girl my dick ain't free
And if you want this meat, it's goin fo' forty G's
Yeahhhh....Wassup Silkk
Nigga layin it down like a G
Mo B Dee...
And you know me Master P
I'm in the motherfuckin hizouse
And motherfuckers P stand fo' pimpin, playin, pushin
Whatever the fuck you wanna call it
I'ma let y'all nigga know three thangs I'ma never gon' do...
I'm never gon' trust a bitch
I'm never gon' trust a hoe
I'm never gon' let pussy come between me and my partner
because motherfuckin skirts is to be shared
Ya heard me, remember that playa
Never let a bitch get in the way of you and your money
Yeah, ha, yo
I'm back back boy, finally somethin for the g's
Know what nobody should be sittin down now
We bout ta get down
The girl, I want y'all to act a fool
Y'all mutha fuckaz know what I'm talkin bout
I thought I told y'all
You know what I'm talkin bout, but whats up dawg?
Gangstas don't dance man we groove, I want everybodys bitch to move look
from the front to the back, to the left, to the right, I want 'em
thuggin from tha day to the night, ya heard me? Huh? Ok? Yeah. DJ whats
up dawg?
Hey DJ won't you play that song keep me thuggin (thuggin)
All night (all night)
Man I steps in the club tryin to find some slow sex, me an cuz in the
back of the club wit moet, I checks the time up on the Rolex, the girl I
hit stay with her man, it's cool, but no sweat, 600 parked outside when
we drive, did some ghetto superstars, grits an dope when we arrive, VIP
status because of the vapors, line was kinda long, took the doorman some
papers, gangsta shit I'm dressed in all black, nigga club was packed so
I went through the back, nigga with the gangstas where you'll find me,
wishin they could make 40 ounces of Dom P, cuz soon as I hit the block,
I hit the spot fo sho, an you ain't bout it bout it, you ain't known to
flow, because see, gangstas don't dance man we groove, an it's cool, but
you act a fool, an look smooth. Haha
Now VIP is where I be, look to the side an guess who I see, Trina an her
sister make no mistakes who, he gonna take her, an I'm a take you, an
umm, if you got a name an a number, an if you got a man, well I'll juss
call you on the under, so go ahead an slip me yo digits, an if you get
it, if you cool then you wit it, later on you let me hit it, now wisper
in yo ear is it cool to what? What I'm really tryin to say girl is it
cool to SHHH... I gotta keep the crowd bumpin, keep 'em jumpin, you know
I'm always in somethin, an I ain't even frontin, for my gangsta niggaz I
be blowin up, an all my gangsta real niggaz throw it up, cuz see, ain't
no lie bra, an we gonna ride bra, see nobody be here beside us so go
ahead an fire it up, now you can tell I'm a thug when I want in the
club, no need to mug, juss show a nigga love, you gotta know, that,
that's fo sho, but you ain't bout it, if you down to flow.(say
that)Gangstas dont dance man we groove, an it's cool, you can act a
fool, an still look smooth. Haha.
My niggaz in Houston thug all night long (Kane an Abel)
My niggaz in Dallas thug all night long (Mama Mia)
My niggaz in San Antonio thug all night long (Champ)
My niggaz in Georgia thug all night long (Serv-On)
My niggaz in New Orleans thug all night long
My niggaz in Baton Rouge thug all night long
No Limit California thug all night long
My niggaz in New York thug all night long
My niggaz in Cleveland thug all night long
My Niggaz in Ohio thug all night long
My nigga Boss an B thug all night long
Pokey an Jermaine thug all night long
Master P an C-Murder thug all night long
See Beats by the Pound we thug all night long
All my thugs, all my thugs, thug all night long
All my thugs, all my thugs, thug all night long
Silkk the Shocker after completing your duties
on this Charge it to the Game
You're now ranked the highest soldier in the No Limit army
Master P the colonel, lieutenant, wise, Big V, hope
Prime Suspect, C-Murder, Mac, Fiend, Mia, Serv, Craig B
KLC, Mo.B, and I'm Silkk the Shocker
Fuckin seven stars, ya heard me
Ain't nobody touching you, soldiers
It's time for you to lead the pack
(Kane and Abel, Mystikal, Gambino's, Tscott)
Give me some mutherfuckin room as I kick open this door, ahhhhhh!
(See a nigga been waiting on this shit)
Well I'm here now, so you ain't got to wait no fucking more
Cause I've been running this bitch from New Orleans, to Korea
Ask you ass like Veya,Cause I want a million like Aaliyah
Nigga, I got nothing but six triggas, rollin wit six niggas
Six triggas, run a check on you with six digits
Nigga what you mean. I be quick nigga
Everybody got a heart from the smaller ones, to a big nigga
And ya'll know I don't play, Not go on, and I don't stay
See, you know I'm bout G's
Look, cut the blunt open,and lace it wit weed
Cause tonight's the fuckin night
When i get down and fuckin dirty to earn me some stripes
At first it's going to be kinda hard to shallow
Uhhhhhh
Cause I lay this one down right
for the North, East, South, West
Stay on the line so you can follow
I'm going to bring the ruckus
Going to take my No Limit chain off
but not unless I'm in the bed
and it get to hot while I'm fucking
Uhhhhhhhh
Discussed ya'll can't touch us, Ya'll some busters
If ya'll looking for us, we ani't hard to find
you know were we at bitch
Now what bitch
Soldier
Who I be
A NO LIMIT NIGGA
What I See
HOW WE GROW BIGGER
What a set
THE TANK AROUND MY NECK
and what that represent
THAT REPRESENT RESPECT
Huh respect
A million TRU niggas walking wit gats
We Soldier I told ya, and thats that
Ahhhhhhh.
Empty bullets arouse from my shells
For every bullet that drop it's a story to tell (damn)
Gotta make sure he ain't breathing no more
He done crossed the fucking deli, time to even the score
See I'm bout to mention a hungry rockweller (Uhhhhhhh)
Entourage full of empoller, we riding dope wit top dollars.
If I ain't the toughest then show me who is?
Tell me where he live, and I guarantee
I'll shoot the shit he did, and more
This TRU blood is running through my veins
I'll seeing this high life has got me addicted to fast life and pain
But what left the game not the vain
Born to be forever rapping or in the dope game
See I done been places, and I done seen things
My whole dream is to be a kingpin, and try to sling 'caine
But see I run through like a track meet
Run dope through this whole street
Ask P, Ask P, tax free on these backstreets
(Ain't that shit illegal?) I hope they caught
cause murder, homicde, drivebys
and drug deals where blood spil
My glock will tell you (oh yeah Silkk that's real)
I'm a soldier
Who I BE?
What? Who I be.
Who I BE?
A NO LIMIT NIGGA
Who I Be?
What?
Who I be ?
A NO LIMIT NIGGA
Who I Be?
A No Limit Nigga
Who I Be?
A No Limit Nigga
Who I be?
A NO LIMIT NIGGA
Who I BE?
Yo Silkk
What up?
Tell Jigga we need 4 apples,
2 bananas and 5 oranges
You sure?
Nigga, he know what I'm talkin 'bout
Aight, I'll get him on the phone
From my block to yo block nigga
the world belongs to who?
The world belongs to us
you can do what you wanna do
what you gon do? Huh? What?
The streets belong to us
you can do what you wanna do
what you gon do? Huh? What?
Yo from the South to the East nigga, from the streets to the burbs
I fuck wit that when they talk, the speech just be slurred
You know me Mr. Got dough, Mr. Got flow
Couldn't figure our out which one wanted both of 'em so
Mr. Got both - if you hate me stop, if you jealous
Silkk the Shock, Jigga, No Limit, Master P, Roc-A-Fella
Used to cop bricks for 30
Now I do nothin but sit back and drop hits, ya heard me?
I ain't nothin but a thug that got rich ya heard me
Drop the top when it's hot
If not call Jay tell him blow the mall up and
come and shop in jersey
You know what I did, you know how I come
You wouldn't even think about testin me dog if you know what I done
Didn't change a bit, I'm still thuggish, still thuggin
Niggaz ask how much money I got do math
You know how to add I'm P little brother
Shit, I can't tell y'all nothin I gotta show y'all
real in this, I'm as real as it gets I told y'all
Yo I sleep thru the rain, sleep thru the pain
Would have knew about me but you don't
Cause know why, cuase you was sleep when I came
But I'm here now, y'all suckas fear now
Look, plan on bein on top, don't stop, plan on bein hot year round
I don't do it for no love, I do it for the thugs
Do it for my block, do it for the VIP spots in the club
It's hard to stop this life like it's hard to call cocked dice
We ain't nothin but some bout it, bout it niggaz
that live the "Hard Knock Life"
From my block to yo block, it's a sho' shot
we out the door, out the most, and the flow don't stop
you know what we do, you know what we 'bout
you know what we do, you know what we 'bout
From my block to yo block, it's a sho' shot
we out the door, out the most, and the flow don't stop
from the ghetto to the suburbs, from Marcy to the 3rd
you know what we do when we come thru, ya heard?
In the south nigga
Deep in the four door, watchin that old dog
or in the club nigga, shakin' them hoes off
Poppin my foes off ain't nothin changed
or catch me on the block with thugs knockin the o's off
Baggin that 'dro nigga, stackin that dough
Clappin at foes and I'm laughin at hoes
Holdin them dice and I'm breakin yo bank
You see the shit Roc-A-Fella make wit The Tank
Even without the airplay platinum off of heresay
It's your year Jay get off my dick
Been my year, you talkin to a winner here
Iceberg winter's wear, linen chair
My style in fact, money ain't come from rap
And we can take it right back if it comes to that
Block or Billboard, you gotta feel dog
I stay real y'all, that's how I kill y'all
I used to rap, now b-ball's my life
Move that house on the lake for the kids and wife
Check the bank account, it's seven figures
Who that Rolls in the video for, it's mines nigga
I got game, ask the players in the pro's
Who got shot, it ain't my fault
(ohhhh it ain't my fault) he owed me dough
Independent, black-owned, my world, my country
No Limit and Roc-A-Fella run this like drug money
So can I get a huh, huh? A what, what?
Pass the weed cause soldiers like to puff, puff
From the South to the East baby, baby
A couple of unggggh's now they gotta pay me
And flip bricks with ghetto chicks with no dicks
and nine's with no clips and sides wit no chips
come fast or slow, from cheddar to dough
Master P, Silkk the Shocker, Jay-Z
the rowdiest niggaz you know
Get ya money dog
Get ya money y'all
Get ya money dog
Get ya money y'all
Get ya money dog
Get ya money y'all
Get ya, get ya money do
Get ya, get ya
From the South, to the Midwest
to the East, to the West whatever
Y'all get y'all money y'all
You ain't gotta lie to kick it,
You ain't gotta lie to kick it,
You ain't gotta lie to kick it to be with me,
You ain't gotta lie to kick it,
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, whats it gonna be, its gonna be you
ain't gotta lie to me
Now you ain't gotta lie to me, or try to be somethin you ain't, well
obviously, you tryin to be me, but you can't, niggas wanna be local, cuz
some regional stars, type of nigga that got a little somethin, but guess
what nigga lease on his car, watch out for these bustas, or should I say
fake phonies, type of nigga that buy a Timex, put a Rolex face on it, I
see niggas be talkin to me, but I can't do nothin bout what he's sayin,
type of nigga don't get a beep all day but act a fool when uhh he
finally get page, nigga walk around stuntin, on a cellular phone, when I
ask to use it why the battery low, cuz it's always on roam, now see
this, or should I say peep this, type of nigga that get a Benz wanna
change the sign from a 3 to a 6, now ain't that funny, or should I say
ain't that nothin, shit where the hummer, where the money, shit where
the 600, type of nigga that buy dope for shit, an sell it cheaper then
what he got it, wanna admit everbody in the story an everybody he be
knowin, where the mills at, where the house on the hill at, nigga kill
that, on the real black shit where the record deal
at, shit lookin like you stole somethin, shit you owe somethin, look
everytime I see you talkin bout Silkk let me hold somethin, see don't
compare shit how I spit, but guess what if the shoe fit, go ahead, cuz
you ain't gotta lie to kick it. (That's real bitch)
See I saw clean through that ass since day one uno, the main bitch to
flaunt show, but ain't got pocket piss an no window, to throw it out, to
talk about this one an that one, pinnochio sister let me paint a clearer
picture, she once went around sayin she was engaged, she even had a lil
ring, said her nigga did his thang, come to find out she traded her
necklace an payed the difference, then gave your boy credit knowin she
struggles tryin to get it, sports fake designer bags, brags on her
clothin price tags, sayin she got em from her man, but bitch credit card
scams, got a Lexus key chain, on her cabinet car key, talkin bout she
had a 420, bitch you tryin to be me, tellin everybody how nice her crib
is, but every week she split out then back at her hoes house, I can't
stand this type of bitch cussin off nothin why try, we can never kick it
or be down but you still ain't gotta lie.
Now you say you got hoes, yeah there be holes in yo socks, you say you
got dollas, but 10 ones make you not, wit the hundred on top, these
bustas gotta stop, you said you bowl for bricks to dime rocks an
payrolls got judgement on cops, where you 93 Benz, man this is a shock,
first it was a four door big body now its a 2 door drop top, tell the
truth bro, did you eat that strip of ???, nah, havin dinner in bed, tie
you up an pop it in yo mouth, say you get the down an, have em yellin an
screamin but you told my tank dawg nigga that you was straight on the
drownin, bout to be down ass nigga, I mean clown ass nigga, wanna hang
wit down ass niggas wit big nuts, an big triggas, figga, how many
rappers, frontin in this hip-hop game, straight up by sections playin it
straight like it ain't no thang, (word) my claim to fame, is Big Ed be
puttin it down like that, messin wit the hoe games on the realer,
assasin said.
Niggas be flossin, if you see these niggas around yo block, or you see
these bitches around yo block, actin like they have all this, tell em
what they lyin for, I don't see none of it, I see you talkin bout you
got all these cars but why you catchin the bus? You have all this money,
No Limit, yeah southern hospitality we seizin it on you, my nigga Silkk
The Shocker, Snoop D,O double G,Y, D,O double G, beats by the pizound,
you know what I'm sayin? From the NO to the LBC.
All my real gangstas throw yo hood up
throw yo hood up, throw yo hood up
Now to all my real soldiers throw yo hood up
throw yo hood up, throw yo hood up
Fancy cars, diamond rings, bad ass bitches
lots of cocaine, smokin on the best bud
givin up that west love
got them bitches shakin they ass, all in the club
Now some call us the players, others call us the pimps
so on the level lets talk about hoes
some hoes dig us an lets talk about pimp shhh
you know we don't show no tricks or bitch niggas no love
you should know all the way to Snoop
nigga pimpin's all up in our blood
Now trip this for a second nigga
I'm bout to drop some more pimp shit on yo ass
have you ever slapped a bitch?
Have you ever counted over a thousand dollars in cash?
Nigga if you ain't never did that shit before
get the fuck up out my face, 'fore
I have to pull this tray 8 up out my muthafuckin waist
An if you don't do it, I'm a do it
these niggas be talkin so bad, an ???
I could slap a bitch, like I had a million dollars in cash
so it ain't no thang, bitch backed up
give a nigga some room before I bust
I give a fuck about a hoe, I might get a fuckin nut
get tha fuck an get up, throw it up
It's the S,N double O, P
nigga an this is Silkk The Shocker
automatic with rockers, yo girl automatic gonna jock us
from the LB to the NO, represent
me an my camp for, blaze up like indo
like dirt up in a rental
Nigga at the right place we caught you at the wrong time
an my team bout to beat you down, ain't no fuckin game
you threw up the wrong sign
see I went from hundred dollar rock spots
to umm, million dollar raps
I want a 1.5 from the day I turn this debt
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, while I pimped hoes
an my white drop rolls, an it's sittin on vogues
Jack was nimble, was nimble
nigga he was a bitch, let niggas smack him
punk him, an jackin his shit, when you in it, you gotta get ignit
cuz niggas will play you, lay you, then they spray you
ok you, gotta little money an you figure you hard
you bought two pitbulls for your big backyard
now let me be frank with you, in this game
you betta have a lotta homies, some straps an a tank
with you, cuz these niggas they be playin for keeps
while you sleepin, they creepin, that's word to my mama
All my real gangstas, I'm what, nigga what?
All my real soldiers, I'm what, nigga what?
I'm a G-A-N-S-T to the A
I got niggas throwin up they hood from NY to ZA
I probably won't get five mics cuz I hurt this much
but they don't understand, that's why I'm worth this much
see all my real ass soldiers grab yo shit an act bad
an all my real niggas grab the guns, weed, an
my mission to cash, see y'all busters can't hold me down
like the police they had the wrong guy an if I tell you somethin
believe it like you seen it with your own eyes
damn tell you what, meanin what?
See I make gangsta shit they wanna tell us clean it up
now I walked in, straight up outta some thuggish shit
don't tell me nothin to be here try to tear the club up bitch
now don't have me trade the mutha fuckin tape for the crack
don't have me go back to tradin the mic for the gat
(see you love them hoes back in the days)
nigga please, you gonna fall back like ? without a sack
so either fall back on keys or fourty g's
see I'm bout bigger paydays, I don't set trip, I set clips into AK's
see I done shit bitch, not see me go, I run shit bitch
like a CEO, now Snoop how you spell gangsta? Spell it DPG
an I spell soldier N-O-L-I,M-I to the T
(That's cuz we different riders)
What? I'm nigga, nigga what? I'm nigga what, I'm nigga, what, what?
I'm nigga what? I'm nigga, nigga what? I'm nigga what, I'm nigga, nigga
what? From the NO to the L-B, B, haha, from the east to the west coast,
to that dirty mutha fuckin south, to the nizorth, my little brother
Silkk The Shizocker, an Snoop. (Real niggas unite you heard me?) That's
how we do it nigga, playas fool, now destroyed them mutha fuckin
Oh yeah,
Don't think we making ends
We down to get our feet dirty
Do you wanna dance
Do you wanna dance
Do you wanna dance (nigga)
I told you niggaz
The money don't make the man
The man makes the green
See me 'n P 'n C nigga
We servin' all these fiends
Creamin, till our dreamin nigga
Millions of tops
I want the plot
The whole world, nigga
I want all my own spot
Yachts
Till I get it, get it
Get it how I live
I'ma thug
One of them blood, nigga
I do it how I feel
Ain't no such thing as niggaz bein' halfway shook
I'ma mothafuckin' killa I hang wit' convicts and crooks (ha ha)
Nigga what?
You don't wanna, go to war with us
Top down, on your block, nigga, fuck it
(NOW NIGGA WHAT???)
I hate to see you niggaz want to ride with us
Down dirty 'bout my skrilla and born killa (nigga what, I means)
See you niggaz, be all about y'all green
I gotta gets my mad mail on, nigga what (cha-ching)
Beamin', fuck 'em, I stay leanin' in the Lex
Me 'n Master P 'n C-Murder off in Texas
Fuck 'em, if them niggaz can't take a mothafuckin' joke
I'ma (mother) convict bitch, I run wit' killaz that cut yo' throat
All about my, green, nigga
All about my, paper
On top, when we stop, till, I'ma call shots of a skyscraper
See I don't gangbang, get my bang on, so bring it on bitch, I'm trife
Type of nigga that'll pull a plug on yo' life, ya better hang on
All them hoes wanna ride with some real niggaz 'n thugz
Fuckin' bitches love the niggaz, but we love to get our drugs
See I stay tight, usually riding late-night
Don't trip. nigga, I'm deadly like a snake bite (hiss)
Fake ass Save-Mart
With yo' mothafuckin' fake ass heart
Nigga I'm known to get it rowdy, AHH!!!!
Oh yeah, that's my trademark
No-Limit soldiers
I ride with the killaz
I'ma thug nigga, get above you gon' feel us (ha ha)
I told ya the man make the money
The money don't make the man
You could do what you want to, what you wanna do?
Let's dance
Man go make the money
The money don't make the man
Nigga, we can do it how you want to, what you wanna do?
We can dance
Lookin' there, he got my money, so go ahead and drop it like a dime
And if you see me on the block, you better go and stop, like a sign
Now see, I'm always doin' silly things, nigga really things
See when I rap, its like a showdown, I use my whole nine's and gillitines
Holla at me bitch
I'm 'bout that money and the power bitch
Sour shit nigga drug deal, I kill all them cowards bitch
Now I make no mistakes, no, shit, I'm about makin' some dough
I'ma thug and bitch I don't love 'em
If I don't like 'em, I shake them hoes
Nigga don't talk shit, brag
I sag like some tities
Now I don't let shit pass nigga, I peel you ass like a hickey
I blast cause I'm fast, fast like a quickie
I'ma blast, but first I'ma ask, if you with me
Now all my real niggaz, look, show me some love
And you know, I'm gonna get high, like a daze, show me the bud
Survive in any city, look just me the thugs
But if it gets outta hand, look P, just throw me some slugs
Pistols nigga shit, and a half a kit
Uptown 3rd ward, get that shit, and a half a day
Now I'm a hustla, should I say, a down south hustla
(?) to them niggaz that fake, or should I say, niggaz that bustas
Nigga need to retire, before I get they mouth full of wires
Should I damn near start a riot, shit you know, we on fire
See, what you meanin' nigga, 'bout, no bitches 'n blunts
Nigga I ride the day with olds, nigga, with six in the front
Bitch trip, shit nigga, you catchin' a slug
AK's to yo' mothafuckin' grill, I hold a grudge
I wanna dance, nigga, let's dance
Now if y'all wanna take a chance, nigga, then charge it to tha game
See the man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do?
Nigga dance
The man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do?
We can dance
If you real, shit
I'm livin' the same as you
Nigga, No Limit soldier, bitch, what I claim, is TRU
I'm rowdy bitch, get on some rowdy shit (AH!!)
Look down south, east to the west, shit, nigga, everybody 'bout it bitch
Don't worry 'bout me, I'm like a (?)
I hold my own like a pit, but if I'm trippin
Better miss, like to laugh a the game took a shot and you and didn't fuckin' hit it
Nigga I can't stop now, look like a nigga can't stop hoes
I'll let y'all get a chance to drop, nigga I'm about to drop mine, now look, the shop is closed
Nigga every verse on, I'm sayin' on the planet, everything I work on
You wanna know why I'm worth mills, on the real, look at the rhymes of the first song
See y'all niggaz ain't ready (ready)
I hold my trigga finga steady (steady)
Nigga I'm hard to grip like spaghetti
I chop yo' ass like confetti
I bet it, look nigga, don't think the money'll change me
I'll fuckin' hang yo' ass like a hanga
But I ain't no gangbanga
Stop ass standin'
Y'all had chances, now what?
Percey you know who the man is
One less person that's standin'
Man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do? (y'all wanna dance),
We could dance
Man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do?
We could dance
Oklahoma, nigga
Kansas niggaz down to dance
See y'all niggaz down to dance
Cleveland niggaz down to dance
Mississippi niggaz down to dance
Atlanta niggaz down to dance
Real niggaz down to dance
New Orleans niggaz down to dance
Tennessee niggaz down to dance
Baton Rouge niggaz down to dance
Arizona down to dance
Houston niggaz down to dance
Nebraska niggaz down to dance
New Orlean niggaz down to dance
Hawaiin niggaz down to dance
Kentucky niggaz down to dance
Colorado niggaz down to dance
Indiana niggaz down to dance
New York niggaz down to dance
Misouri niggaz down to dance
Carolina niggaz down to dance
Oklahoma niggaz down to dance
L.A. niggaz down to dance
East Coast niggaz down to dance
Milwakee niggaz down to dance
West Coast niggaz down to dance
Utah niggaz down to dance
Nigga South niggaz down to dance
Yeah nigga
In the middle nigga down to dance
[Silkk the Shocker]
Ya boy Shocker in the building
Heads Remain Anonymous
He Ain't Gotta Be Obvious
Ladies, if y'all thirsty, drinks on me
and you fake ballers, you know what to do
(Master P In Background)
Girls, We Like Dem Girls
We Gotta Have Them Girls
We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls
[Master P] + (Silkk the Shocker)
And y'all haters
Be gone, want, want want
Be gone, want, want want
Be gone, want, want want, Be Gone
You get money, (then take it to the floor) NEW NO LIMIT
You got game, (then take it to the floor) SILKK, MASTER P
You ain't scared, (then take it to the floor) PETEY PABLO
You came to party, (then take it to the floor) MIKE DIESEL ON THE BEAT
[Silkk the Shocker]
Just waking up in the morning, gotta thank god
I Don't Know but last night seemed kinda odd
The spot was hot, the place was packed
They had fat asses wall to wall and back to back
Imagine that, it was a hell of a scene
Either that or it was a hell of a dream, ya heard me
They had a few ballers but not that many
Alot of model-type chicks but not that skinny
I mean one in particular caught my eye
I mean she gave me a look when I walked by
like "Yeah, we about to have some fun here"
Her mouth ain't move but her body sayin come here
want want want so I passed the key
and got a hotel suite like Cassidy
And Kel, So I yell let's blaze the party
And something started up and it sounded like Atari
Shorty, tell me what your name is?
Playa, tell me what your game is?
Shorty, tell me why you came here?
Playa, show me what you working with?
[Chorus: Master P]
Girls, We Like Dem Girls
We Gotta Have Them Girls
We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls
Girls, We Like Dem Girls
We Gotta Have Them Girls
We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls
[Petey Pablo]
Now the hardest decision I got to make
Which girl am I humping today?
Petey Pablo done jumped back in the game
Got the world freek-a-leakin like they insane
Lifting their skirt, showing me thangs
Lifting their shirt, letting them hang
How they made they booty bounce to a beat these days
It's like a Luther Vandross song, So Amazing
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ain't that crazy
Hey Silkk, I think I got something on my hand
This girl here wilder than the Taliban
I'ma bout leave here, take her to a lion's gate
On the back floor, I'm a jury mate
Don't worry bout the room, I got maids
Ain't price any cheaper, I got paper
Silkk The Shocker:
See me and these boys came to act a fool
The New No Limit, we don't play by the rules
I came to party, not to clap the game
Get C out of jail cause its time to get paid
Up and down and I ain't talking bout waves
I'm in the bentley getting my head done and I ain't talking bout braids
[Chorus]
[Master P]
I'm country mayne, I'll punch ya brain
I'll roll with the boys that'll pluck ya mayne
You get money, you better tuck ya mayne
The haters out here, they'll cut ya mayne
Get lose with it, stay true with it
We don't want it if you let bruce bruce hit it
Get lose with it, stay true with it
We don't want it if you let bruce bruce hit it
Her neck, her back
We can fix it in my Lac
Her neck, her back
We can fix it in my Lac
[Chorus]
[Silkk over Chorus]
Shorty, I'ma get with you
But like Chingy, I'm only one call away
I mean I'm a baller, take that away
I'll call you heh
NO LIMIT
(Nigga spell that shit you represent, Shocker)
N-O-L-I-M-I-T
(What kind of ride you got from all that hard workin, boy)
Range Rovers, Lex Rollers, Benz, Lexus, Jeeps, Jags
(What's the type of bitch niggas No Limit don't fuck with)
Fake, snitch, jive hatter, punk, sucka, busta, coward
(What kind of niggas you love to make your money with)
Thugs, Gs, ridas, soldier, ballers, playas, hustlers, money makers
(And what's that feddy, what's that name for that feddy)
Scratch, scrilla, mulla, doe, paper, duckets, cheese, green
(Now Silkk bust that made man shit)
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Yo, yo, I come into the room like I was high on dope
Shit's Bitter
Rhymes out till my mutha fucka's call time out(time out)
I'm a tank dog plus I bank yall, plus I outrank yall
Like I can't ball, what the fuck yall niggas thank dog
I ain't sure I can't fall, nigga
Bodies full of tatoos, break all the rules
Too much to lose, I can't fall
So nigga how u want me to do it, mean how ya want me to rap
Want it fast flow, ROWDY, or laid back(shit)
So is that all you sayin nigga sayin
Play back, can't beleive you'd say that
Been doin this from way back
Just 12 missions with 4 tracks
you know that i been with the in crowd
Business style, been while
Shit fuck the dumby, fuck the money
My earrings cost ten thou.
The taller i get the moment I get, in fact
If I grow 7 feet, shit I could retire from rap
So when I go on, hardcore never go soft
Shit i'ma throw the fuck off,
Somebody call me a shrink, don't even blink, I don't think
Djuo wanna fuck with me, like that cuz I'll beet ya ass so bad boy
Won't even think bout fightin back
I'll put one in your chest, done it for less
I want the cash, none with mental stress
Don't feel love, kept my heart up under my vest
If not the coldest, atleast one of the best(huh bro)
I say thangs people scared say, Dj scared to play
But I'm Silkk the Shocker, get my doe from underground
Add it to my scale it's another pound
Here's to all yall questions
So many gots to wonder now
Rumors get me kinda mad
Yall done done it now
I'm Silkk the Shocker, down and dirty
You mutha fuckin heard me?
If rap was a sport, when i'm done your gonna have ta retire my jersee
1, yea that's me Silkk the, Shocker
Yo Silkk, how many shots it going to down 8 niggas
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
That's it?
Maybe not
How many niggas gonna b left after you do that
8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, (I mean) None
Tell them niggas how much money you working with
M-I-L-L-I-O-N-S
Yo, nigga, where we takin this shit to
East coast, West coast, North, South, Mid-west
There you have it, fuck it
Ahhhh, ha ha, fuck
Ungh! (let's get ready to rumble)
Where ya from? Where ya from? (ya heard me)
That 3rd Ward. Time to start this fight, you fuckin right
Bitch, get off me, buckle up nigga!
Who run this bitch, we run this bitch
That bout it shit, we started this shit
Cause ain't no party like a No Limit party
I'm a No Limit Soldier for life
So fuck ya'll bitches (fuck y'all niggaz)
Fuck ya'll bitches (fuck y'all niggaz)
Cause all hoes suck dick
(All niggaz lick lips)
Nigga, I bet you gotta bitch on the side
But I gotta 9 on mine and it's about that time
That I spit the game like it's supposed to be spat
Cause niggaz ain't worth shit except for lickin cat
And fixin flats, after I done stuck yo shit
Cause I'm the wrong ghetto bitch to be fuckin with
The roughest bitch, you wouldn't wanna bust them, bitch
If I'm the same ho that had your mama huffin, bitch
And puffin, bitch, and yes I'm known to suck some quick
Cause I done told you once before the ladies run this shit
We run this shit, ever since the last true lick
And yet ya punks still screamin all hoes suck dick
But fuck that shit, cause niggaz love to suck them lips
And lick that clit, and pay yo bitch to lay yo bitch
To say they hit, ho stuntin ass tricks
Uh uh, sweatin tired sayin they quit
Is that it?
Now ain't that fake
No stars for your chest, I coulda had a V8
Mia X is known to take a nigga for his keys and Gs
Government and cum and then they extra fun
Cause all niggaz buy pussy, cry for pussy, lie for pussy
Live for pussy, steal for pussy
Rap for pussy, kill for pussy
Even though they try to stunt
They leave they folks stuck out behind a fat, hairy cunt
Up front, when a nigga start to trip
Ha ha, laugh dead in they face cause they just talkin shit
(Do the ladies run this muthafucka, hell, yeah)
Do the niggaz run this muthafucka, hell, yeah
Bitch get off me (bitch get off me)
Bitch get off me (bitch get off me)
Buckle up, nigga, here it go, nigga
Buckle up, nigga, here it go, nigga
I'm so gangstafied, stay high till I die
Smoke for free, I reply not with me
Cause I get cheese,
Nothin comes free but this dick and gum
I be fresh up outta gum, cause I be to my last one
Ya'll niggaz got the game backwards,
Buyin dinner then fuck
I fucks first, and say fuck dinner
Then I hits and cut
Because if you want to get paid, be a hooker
See this ho, run and borrowin nothin
But dope, money, and pussy
Now niggaz sell dope to make money to spend on hoes
But I, fucks hoes, and make them hoes buy my clothes
? from head to toe, Converse on my feet
You call me young Spanish flyer
I took them hoes in heat
Now I'm a peep this game, as I see the game unfold
Now hoes be tryin to get for the money
The whole truck load, but fuck hoes
Then I duck, cut, hit em then I slit em
I spit game to em, and then I bet you I'ma get em
I fucks one hoe two hoe three hoe four
And if I get some condoms, I'ma fuck some more
Now if you know Silkk, you know that I be plottin
Your girlfriend, she be down
I catch her on the rebound like I was robbin her
So fuck ya'll hoes (suck these holes)
Fuck ya'll hoes (suck these holes)
Ain't no party like a No Limit party
I'm a No Limit soldier for life
So buckle up, nigga, guard your grill, nigga
Here go the trigga, duck down, nigga (Blue!)
Bitch you bout, bout what, suckin dick?
I ain't gon tell ya partnas that you did me and my homey in
You bitches is crazy, tryin to have my baby
Sniffin on my riches, ho, suck some daisies
I'm spreadin rumors on you hoes like I'm in social clubs
What about me, you, yo sista in my bathtub
You lookin fine in yo DKNY
Versace on yo eyes, ? bags on yo side
Yo bitch don't get rolled, and yo earrings hang side to side
Yo rent no Lexus, damn, let's go take a ride
Cause if you was a part on a car you'd be a fender
Cause underneath all that expensive shit bitch you a pretender
If suckin dick was a crime, you'd get 25 to life
Oh , Miss Thang, I ain't mad at you for bein with somebody else
Why, see I'm from the south, I keep hoes in the chicken coop
I got bitches lined up in they birthday suit
You want me to cum in your pussy, I'm a cum in your throat
And if the rubber pop, then swallow ho
Cause all hoes suck dick
I ain't Too $hort, but fuck you, bitch
So fuck you hoes (fuck them niggaz)
Fuck you hoes (fuck them niggaz)
Shake that ass, ho (trick that cash, ho)
Bounce that azz, bitch (break me off, bitch)
So ride the dick, ho (grow a dick, bitch)
I say ride this dick, ho (eat this clit, bitch)
Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from, where ya from
Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from?
Get em up
Get em up, get em up, get em up
Get em up
Get em up, get em up, get em up,
Get em up
Get em up, boot it up, boot it up
Show the gold!
Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from?
When I say bitch, you say get off me
Bitch (get off me)
Bitch (get off me)
Bitch (get off me) bitch
Bitch (get off me) bitch
Do the niggaz run this muthafucka?
Hell, yeah
(Do the ladies run this muthafucka?)
(Hell, yeah)
Y'all niggaz ready for this Silkk the Shocker shit?
(Y'all niggaz out there bangin) Switch! (claimin red and blue)
Y'all niggaz bout it? Nigga be a leader not a follower
(my muthafuckin TRU tatoo) Uuunnnggghhh!
Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a fuck
Well, it's time to ride, slide
them niggaz that fucked up, they lucked up
Seen them niggaz rollin in they cutlass
I'm about act bad, no doubt, I'm a go in they house
And if they home, I'm a blast, take them niggaz out
Cause we be bout drama, no fuck that, we bout killin
Drama, fuck all that, stay real when it's time to peel
Caps, no doubt, hah I check the house
Cause I ain't gon be satisfied till all ya'll stressed out
That's a fuckin shame, I ain't gon be satisfied til I see blood, nigga
What you think we was doin before we was rappin, we was drug dealers
You think I'm a let this shit slide cause I done got fame
Fuck the name, I can't have shit in this fuckin game
Without niggaz tryin to test nuts, tryin to act bad
I'm a fuck you nigga
you gon have a closed casket and I'm gon crack yo mask
You talkin shit, but, bitch, it's goin down
See I was locked up for a second, but now I'm home now
It's time for niggaz to get checked, they done pushed me to the limit
I was a cool nigga, but now, it's only the beginnin
It's time to ride, when it's time to slide, you die
No doubt about it, act bad, let's put that on the vibes
Mr. Wicked, I be comin hard, just like a hurricane
Choo-choo, shootin brains, killin Mr. Murder, mad
Hustla, balla, Mr. fuckin Do-a-reporter
Don't give a fuck about a bitch or a balla
Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
3rd Ward villian, I'm in the killin
They ban my videos from TV, they say they drug dealin
Ice cream slangin,
And if the radio don't play this gangsta shit, what are they thinkin?
They could stop, a nigga from comin up
They could stop a young nigga from makin big bucks
Independent, and black owned
But still got more money than Al Capone
Y'all niggaz can't stop a killa,
A murder, a hustla, fuck it, a drug deala
But if they shoot, did up with police
Ready to run dope from here to the Middle East
And call me Mr. Paul
Cause I be smokin muthafuckas like Steven Seagal
Mr. Killa, the ghetto Kadofy
And 187 on any nigga that try to stop me
Niggaz, they want to start some stack
but if they stack then let it be started
And at your funeral, I want to here em say dearly departed
Because I got it on my mind and on my mind I got's it
When I pop ya with this heart rock
make your heart stop cause I'm bout it
Jack you like a New Jersey drive
My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride
Creep with these killas on our tippy tippy toes
See the barrel knows where the bullet go
and then we smash off in that 4 by 4
See we rolled on ya set and then bucked
A bunch of niggaz fallen and they can't get up
You wants to fuck with this TRU click and get ya khakis creased
Get your shirt pressed and the bullets rip through yo chest
TRU niggaz don't fall, fool, we to busy flossin
It might be your ho we tossin
Step to us and we make ya hits like Michael Jackson
Cause every nigga in my crew is bout it and we packin
Ha ha. Now y'all know. We run the muthafuckin streets.
No Limit. True to the game. Silkk the Shocker.
This shit go out to all y'all gangsta niggaz and gangsta bitches
(soldiers) from Richmond (Atlanta) Down South (Alabama)
to the East Coast (to the West Coast)
to motherfuckin Kentucky, Missouri (to Florida) to Dallas (Houston)
to New Orleans (Austin, Texas) to muthafuckin Miami (D.C.) to
Cinnicinnati (Ohio) to D.C. (North Carolina, South Carolina) fuckin
Baton Rouge (Oklahoma) Mississippi (Kansas City) Lafayette (Georgia,
Seattle, Washington) Detroit (Omaha, Nebraska) Chicago (Phoenix)
To all y'all muthafuckin ghetto (Alberquerque) gangsta (Indiana) real
niggaz and bitches (all y'all niggaz that's locked up) everywhere.
Murder, murder, murder, murder. Ha ha.
But y'all niggaz betta watch y'all ass
(watch y'all ass) so y'all won't get caught up in motherfuckin 187
(a 187)
Cause every nigga I know is bout it (Bout it!)
Nigga that mean don't trust nobody (these niggaz rowdy)
[Silkk the Shocker]
Yeah I got love for the world, east, west, north
I gotta do this one for the hood, ya heard me?
So when ya'll ask me where I'm from
This is where I'm from
So fake niggas don't ask me no shit
[MP]
Man what the fuck you mean where I'm from nigga?
You know where I'm from and how I come
No Limit nigga represent it cuz I'm in it
Check this shit out gangster made No Limit
Southside, we be them southside niggas
>From the southside, we be them southside niggas (3X)
[C-Murder]
I'm a killer from New Orleans
Smoking weed, selling quarters
Tru niggas count bank
leave you dead up in a stank
ask the colonel I'm the captain of this motherfucking army
young niggas getting killed if they try to fuck they homie
ask the world if we bout it
ask my block if I'm rowdy
No limit tatted on my arm
Only dead niggas doubt it
niggas fighting on my verse when i mothafucking curse
from the ghetto to the clubs all i see is mean mugs
>From the southside, we dem southside niggas (4X)
[Silkk the Shocker]
picture me giving fuck about these niggas feelings
mean mugs nigga ain't nothing but 7 figure thugs
and niggas still fighting in clubs nigga, what
Say the wrong words
talking bout throw yo hood up
and matter a fact
that bitch whoa now, throwing up the third
nigga nigga nigga, two guns usually how i walked the streets
take everything steep that means i don't be flossing no beats
So i give a fuck if you do, give a fuck if you don't like'em
I say Ahhhh and everybody start fighting, ( What's Up )
nigga murder murder and kill kill the shit is real
guard yo grill
nigga what, straps up
niggas getting they caps filled
I'm thugged out
niggas fight till the blood out
nigga used to be playing in the clubhouse
now he comin out the drug house
nigga what it's Dirty South
Ya heard about
nigga murder clout
we ain't playing
nigga what cha saying
we can squash it
we can go the dirty route
nigga what
knuckle up knuckle up
if you fake knowing ya get snuck
if you ain't from here don't throw that shit up
South Side
>From the southside, we dem southside niggas (4X)
[Silkk the Shocker]
Ain't right in this bitch
I'm trying to get hype in this bitch
fuck some shit up
have my niggas fighting and shit
you fuck with me that shits likely to happen
nigga I'm a mothafucking thug
nigga i don't really like to be rapping
I'm from the mothafucking city where niggas like to be jacking
I don't play low
i play right in the middle of shit cuz i like to be scrapping
we ain't nothing but some southside motherfucking niggas,
so i come thru I'm coming thru with some southside niggas come with us
motherfuckers respected or check it
you know how we do it
come thru motherfucker we used to it
southside niggas, what
southside, we be some southside niggas
southside, we be some southside niggas
southside, we be
People always talkin 'bout
(I'm what, say what? I'm what, say what?)
You're a hustler
(I'm what, say what? I'm what, say what?)
I don't care what the others think,
just be straight with me (I'm what say what?)
Huh? Huh? Huh?
I know I take chances to make sure I'm sittin tight
do I get how I live, sometimes I don't get it right
my gold and platinum plaques make you know what we did
have the whole world wonderin what Silkk The Shocker, Master P did
see it ain't no limit, it's only the beginnin
why cuz all y'all want us to fall, and hit the wall
it'll only take a minute, an see I gets the bomb tree
Beats By the Pound shit, it sound sick, rolex, and baguettes all
I take this out the ghetto an live up on top
akin flights, an shoppin sprees, on 504 yachts
see money don't change me, make me live a lil bit good
took some of my, family members, an my homies out the hood
see we ghetto millionaires, far away when we meet
i think they watched us P cuz about when we speak
see I'm too deep to change, everybody know my name
I guess I gotta charge it 2 da game
UGHHH! Green money, I like to count honey,
my only bad habit that I like to sell B's honey
we hot check the Billboard spot
24 g's an P's to make a club rock
now they violent, gotta get it rowdy
peep game gotta Benz, Lex Luger in or out it
don't hate me, the money don't make me
it's gonna take 200 million just to break me
cuz I'm a soldier, I thought I told ya
I like that doja, but hate the rollers
Crystal, greed, an hinace, got cream
makes a brother in a Bentley, from the ghetto
there ain't no limit cuz we livin large
bought a rolex, a yacht with a gold card
you done lately, your girl wanna date me, in my grill
for, UGHHH! an I'm straight g
I guess they call me a hustler, cuz of the fast livin
but if I see somethin I gotta get it, because I have vision
an if I like it, I gotta get, if I saw it
went from, over the shows, over the doors
house full of floors that's marble, a brand new Ferrari
parked it, when I bought it, see I'm a no limit soldier
an I came to get it started, what you, what you think,
I'm all about my bank, tryin to be a multi-millionaire
before I'm old enough to drink, now we can ride bro, no lie bro
see nobody be here beside us, so go ahead an fire it up
some girls wanna perk it, my homies like to work it
soldiers from Texas, all the way to Jersey
tick to the tock, all around the clock
from the north, to the south,
to the east, to the west, it just don't stop
so to all my real g's, throw them up high
to all the ballers that have the corks of Crystal let it fly
that's how we live
No Limit say what? I'm what say what?
New Orleans say what? I'm what say what?
South side say what? Ugh! I'm what say what?
East side say what? I'm what say what?
West coast say what? I'm what say what?
North side say what? I'm what say what?
Silkk The Shocker say what? I'm what say what?
No Limit say what? I'm what say what?
Ha ha, playas, congratulate,
ain't no hatin on this side, where the money at?
That's what hustlin is about, you heard me?
Master P, Silkk The Shocker, hustlin till the izend,
Yo' let me holla at y'all for a minute
It's like when, I was in the ghetto
I was never in the ghetto, because my mind was elsewhere
And if I was locked down, I would invision myself being free
But God, I got so many questions
I just want you to anwser
Help Me Out...
I wish that God would talk to me (Talk to me)
About all the pain that I've seen (I know you seen it too)
Move on, coming out right
Cracked out Mother got nerve to be crying
All my friends seem to pass away (Rest in peace, all y'all rest in
peace)
I heard one say, that's the only way (No it ain't)
But I wish it would rain
I wish I'd rain, I wish I'd rain, so it could wash away all my pain
It's going around outside
I wish I'd rain, I wish I'd rain, so it could wash away all this pain
It's going around outside
My best friend's house payments behind
Now he lives in the park outside
Mary complains about the money she makes
I see some more people dying of AIDS (I feel ya dog, I feel ya)
Trying to make the whole world invision my pain (invision my pain)
Trying to pretend that the ghetto was all good
Ya' know what I really wish for change
But it seems killas and drug-dealas
But they stereo-type me as a thug
Hard to see clear
Supposed to be one-night stand, I ain't supposed to be here, Mom and Dad
never was in love
It seems domestic violence is always the problem
When I go home (Go gome)
Hoping once in my life that Mom and Dad would get along
See my grandfather died in the war
And all he ever got was medals, and my grandmother got a letter
Only things my kids ever GOT!?
Was a trip to the ghetto
Have you ever seen a crackbaby? Or someone die of AIDS?!
Watch them suffer and with all this money I got
They can't be saved
We all hustle so fuck the color, white or black
We all struggle, we act like
We better then each other, we're supposed to be all sistas and brothas
Feel my pain
It's better that you know
But don't feel sorry for me, even though I lived hard and rough
I lived better than most
Knowin' one day I gotta go, and I can't buy time
I gotta homie that's doing 99
He sending me pictures and letters like it's all fine
I know it's not
And ya' know what? It's even worse
They got us killin' over turfs
I don't know when the last time I went to church
Can't sleep, doin' too much dirt
In the middle of the ghetto, just wishin' for clout (wishin' for clout)
Ladies forget having babies by these fake playas and shady bustas
Thinkin' they can get you out
See now my quest to live hard, a quest to live large
God I have a question
Why's it so hard?! (Feel my pain, feel my pain...feel that?)
Ya' know what I'm sayin'
Killin' over dolla bills, paper
Fightin' over turfs, when none of it don't belong to us
And racism?! Still exist, but ME?! I'm color-blind
We gotta realize we gotta problem
And the government? The only time they care, is election time
And they seem to think the only solution is
Build more prisons to throw us in...it's not right
But I got homies dyin' over nothing (Rest in peace Biggie, rest in peace
Pac)
And all the fallen soldiers
Ya' know what, it used to be in my community...drugs and violence
Now it's going around, now it's going around...it's going around
Soon to be in your spot, if it's not there already
I'm out
You can tell I'm A Soldier
You, you, you, you can tell I'm a soldier
All I wanted to be was a soldier, bitch!!
And If you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!
See, I'm a N-O, nigga L-I
M-I- to the T
yeah, I'm Silkk the SHOCKER!!!!
And yeah, that's me
Tank dog all I wanna be, nigga I told ya
tat on my back, is that of a no limit soldier
About face for a TRU salute, to my tank dogs
y'all scared to bust, niggas duck, cuz we ain't sure
So don't flip me, cuz you'll end up empty
and then I'll reload
and reload, and reload, and reload, and load
whole barrel explode!!!!
Nigga I'm T-R-U, that means I'm TRU 2 Da Game
mention me to my enemies, they takin' the pain
Now you can do what you wanna
but y'all don't wanna start
fuck, these No Limit soldiers
cuz y'all don't wanna go to war!!!
No Limit mercenary killas, nigga wit army fatigues
tattoos and gats, niggas gone off hennessy and weed
Colonel, nigga becoming the ghetto E.F. Hutton
holler ungh!!!!!!! And every fuckin' soldier start stuntin'
Nigga just robbin' and niggas they ridin'
dressed and robbin' on the side,
niggas just Bout It, Rowdy
niggas better show me that them muthafuckas still gettin' rowdy
I cut wit G's nigga
march playas, step wit me killas
come wit me, real soldiers keep yo' eyes on yo' enemies!!!
I'm a N-O- nigga L-I
M-I-T soldier
All my rivals remember me, Fiend
the one that call the shottie
blastin' the mafi, there them niggas that wanna rob me
Givin' you hobbies
Gettin' slugs at your own body
for my piece, or Sugar Hill, I'm New Orleans like Lolli
I'm fearin' no man, as long as I'm stompin' in these Broganes
there's no playin', soon as this army stop, ya' got no hands
Damn!!! Ready for war, and keep the weed lighted
if they ain't indicted still, blast it, Fiend the insighted prophet
I'm a No Limit soldier, nigga, it's in my blood
I started rappin', so I wouldn't have to sell drugs
We Bout It!!! Muthafuckas representin' them killas
TRU tatted on my back cuz I make moves wit thug niggas
You don't wanna go to war, cuz I'ma bring the brigade
ask the colonel, we rowdy nigga tryin' to get paid
Affiliated with game, totin' thangs that pain
on the corners we hang, and we slangin' the pain!!
A helluva, helluva nigga right chea
you can take that and fear it!!
I'm a cold blooded killa comrade
and a highly decorated lieutenant
I'm up on the front line, you all the way to the rear
but ya still gettin' injured
NIGGA DON'T YOU KNOW BY NOW THE TANK CAN'T BE DENTED?!!
And when we reach a hundred million cartridges
we ain't finished
Bitch shoot yoself in the head, if you can't take it
cuz we gonna represent it!!
If I said it, I meant it!!
If I told ya', I showed ya'!!
I'll break y'all, outrank y'all, I'LL MAKE YA' BORN TO BE A SOLDIER!!
Whoa, murder, murder, kill, kill it's real
Shell-Shock turn your neighborhood block into the battle field
Nigga, soldier rag still on my eye, no lie
I'm camoflauged, I never die, I live longer than them white guys
We tattooed, I done gone cashews, ain't no turnin' back
nigga won't be burnin' Mac, uh, I got the thirty gat
And it get trifer, but I'm a lifer
a camoflauge sniper, from the rooftop I might ignite ya
Gotti I told ya', I'm a muthafuckin' soldier
forty calibers and doja, what keep makin holes
Nationwide exposure, for me and my brethren
for Fiend to bust'em, leavin' my enemies bleedin'
Being a soldier many fourteens, I be needin'
a No Limit soldier, till the day of my leave
I been a No Limit soldier since 1994
them niggas know one thing, that Skull broked in the door
They watched me in Waco, as I bring the flow
what you sayin', hanh you nigga? You bitch? Yeah, you hoe!!!
You know one thing you can't be fuckin' round wit these niggas
niggas out the tank, straight spittin' on you niggas
You nigga!!! You think, you gonna get away
slammin' jive bitches like you, dead in the pavement!!!
Nigga make some room!!! Nigga, Back up, back up
Forget that thing out the trunk, and act up, act up
Got my tank dogs steppin' camoflauge fatigues
I represent like a loaded weapon, paper bought wit P
When I get that thing, everybody look down and round and round
Got the M-1 spittin' fire, bring yo' set to the ground
Got the C-4 explosives in the black backpack
Big Ed be puttin' down like that!!!!!
We come strapped in we roll thick
we represent that TRU click
Playa Haters, yeah we know who you are
make infrared shine on your head like the North Star
Bomb shit, boss bitch, mama set it off
let it be known cowards you don't wanna go to war
The hard hitta still be the biggest mama nigga
swallow yo' shit like a fuckin' Anaconda nigga
So, bring it, bring it on, how you wanna do it, what?
Cuz next to other's knees, I cover fuckin' dust
Anten-Hut nah, take it to the battle field
shoppers gon run, while we kick our enemies doors
I ask the lord, they don't want no more?
Mama, drama, told ya' No Limit done took over
I thought I told ya
Pass the doja
How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas down to die with me
I said, How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas down to die with me
I said, How many niggas wanna ride with me
I said, How many niggas down to die with me
I said, How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas down to die with me
I'm too young to get my Z's on
get my cheese on while I'm here bang a bitch
and get my B's on tattoo weed and hennesy
scream NO LIMIT to the enemy tryin' get my skrilla
that's why they label, tag me a young nigga drug dealer
And the FED's steady watchin' but a nigga makin' money
so the tank ain't stoppin'
How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas wanna die with me
P dawg pass me them let's get 'em
I ride for your homey Tru niggas ain't bullshittin'
respect my tattoos I pay my dues
remember '89 when I made a nigga sing the blues
I was born and raised for this gangsta shit
C-Murder be known for keepin' an extra clip
my Pops say look 'em in the eye before I kill 'em
P crank the Lac up and let's get 'em
How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas wanna die with me
I said, How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas wanna die with me
Nigga whenever you need me I'm already there
its gettin' done hangin' out the window
sayin' WOOO motherfucker UH
You ride for me I'm a ride for you its only fair
here I go fuck them niggas I don't care
where they at what they tryin' do how many
we got shit to live for you weak bitch die skinny
without a penet my clique strong like Ol' Remme
unfriendly in business the wheel still spinnin'
ready to bury you bitches from begining to endin'
I'm telling you to be chillin' you bitch if you
fuck with NO LIMIT
How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas wanna die with me
I said, How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas wanna die with me
Niggas high let Mia mama ready to ride
TRU for life I live kill and die
for the camoflauged soliders leave your stiffs in safes
baddest bitch motherfucker I gave birth to a tank
I ain't gonna just testify and lie for ya'll niggas
I hit the judge and everybody with some choppers and slitters
fuck 'em forget 'em hold the gasoline she lit 'em
ain't gonna ever have to ask did she get 'em
that's all TRU won't you won't do let it be known
guerilla warfare niggas fullblown come on
I'm with you niggas like the heart in me
My love goes farther than them hennesy
Whose got the car keys
How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas wanna die with me
I said, How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas wanna die with me
Now would you go to war for me (man you know I would)
Now would you kill for me (shit you know I would)
Now would you ride for me (no doubt you know I would)
Now would you die for me (why you ask me you know I could)
I wonder who will ride for me probably be true 'em
never knew 'em but even though I was cool with 'em
at times his silly ways grew on me and see I don't
know but time like moving slow and I'm TRU I'm
gonna take my vest off and hit it's bout time to go
and see they got me ridin' with top dollar and challers
niggas bout to get fuckin' smothered for crazy motherfuckers
riders, homies, and brothers for my TRU niggas I'm gonna
get my swerve on my serve on you wan't me come get me
you heard the soul I had a visual moment too tryin' to
save 'em and a nigga still die but I'm gonna kill the
motherfucker who said I'm not TRU and nigga still live
All the world catch a slug nigga catch a slug in the mud
see I'm a TRU thug and this is TRU love nigga what to
my real niggas blastin' toes and I'm gonna empty clip 'til
I can't blast no mo'
How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas down to die with me
I said, How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas wanna die with me
I said, How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas wanna die with me
How many niggas wanna ride with me
How many niggas wanna die with me
I said, How many niggas wanna ride with me
Yo, P was happening dog
Ah man, it's still a dross you know, but the game then change these
youngstas than made it bad, you know we all about our paper but some of
these fools just make and take murder.
They want it the easy way.
See I don't want to be here,
If I don't gotta,
My weed habit, is so close to snorting powder,
Got a few bitches, but it's all about a dollar,
and they don't holla, unless you moving narcota
I'm just sitting in my Cadillac
Riding on some triple gold
Smoking octamos,nigga
Shining up my vogues
Thanking this hoe called me,
and she was tripping out
say I had a baby by her,
figuring I was taking out
I'm just trying stack a meal,no what I'm saying
that shit real, trying to hide and dodge,
but I can't seem to hid my fucking bill
On how to cook dope, and chop a key
My brother showed me that
I only live once,guess what
A dope fiend told me that
These hoes be trying to holla
It seems that I got riches
When I got money, I got bitches
I got friends that want to get it
Can he hit it, then quit it
To try to survive and stay alive
It's a everyday struggle,every day hustle
You can see it in my eye, but I don't want to die
I don't want to be here
If I don't gotta
I got friends and bitches, but they don't holla
If I don't got narcotas or dollars, I
Damn, check this out Elror
It's real out here, you heard me, huh bro
Man I might have a daughter
No money, no life
Check it shocker, just bills, hanging because
Not giving, a fuck, and I'm telling you what's real
You want to know what kill
Most of these niggas on these streets, is jive
I don't know why, these you cats out here
thank they got nine lives
I die for me, with pride
And I then lost the closes thing to me
Pretty fucked up trading,
or i got some killas that want to do me
Them girls trying to blue me
What all I trying do, is what I love
Let my people know I feel them,(?)
And then go smoke some bud
I got a habit with drugs
Which I ain't suggesting for beginners
In my hood, ain't no winners,
just some thugging ass sinners
Presenta, my life, my life, and take a good view
My bad days, i wouldn't dare
wanna wish them upon you.
Now see I didn't ask to come here
I guest untwisted faith of luck
15 minutes of unprotected sex,
in a heat of moment, came a quick ass nut
Now if I wouldn't been born
I wouldn't grew, I wouldn't knew
Never had to go through, half the tangs a nigga went through
I'm in the projects hearing gunshots
Right before I close my eyes
All I heard was one shot
And they only sent one cop when he died
I got some questions
That I couldn't really understand for awhile
They say rain brang pain
But what brang smiles
And see I guess I was to caught up in those fake niggas
And bitches to know
I guess I was blind by the fast money,
and switches on the 64
They gotta, gotta be a better way out,
then hell or jail
I know I'm wrong for selling dope to my family
Just to get mail
Some get high off of sess
To relieve their stress
But no matter, how much success
You can't cheat death
Where yal at
Heard that, can't get no realler than this
Yo.. and this is No Limit records
I am Snoop D-O motherfuckin double G
Partyin with my ??? Silkk The Shocker
You a made man now nigga
Yeah
Year round party
Yall get em up, get it up
What up Snoop?
Wake up, jump out of bed and get dressed
My life is a mess, naah better yet it's a test
I snatched the chopper from the coppers then put on my vest
Life's a baseball game out west
Oh yes, you rockin with the best, the S
N double O-P, your grandmama know me
So for all my homegirls and all my homies
Ain't no limit picnic and it's on me
Our world is G so roll with me
And Silkk The Shocker and grab some gin for this vodka
Got summertime rockin for your jeeps and trucks
Big June Bug in the house, what up
Got a jar full of dope and a box of blunts
Hoes in the house, if you see em turn em out
Bitches walkin by sayin hi to me
And niggas givin dat cause they ride with me
We goin throw a party so my homies come and chill
(give it up, get it up)
All the hoes invited so you know we goin get ill
(give it up, get it up)
We goin throw a party so ladies come and chill
(give it up, get it up)
All my dogs invited so we gotta keep it real
Yo yo yo
It ain't nothin but a N-O L-I-M-I to the T
Party, so all my dogs could ride with me
Hopped out the drop, the drivers side of course
You seen me somewhere before, you did,
probably was in the Vibe or the Source
You know what I do when it's time to floss
I'm a do it, you know I ain't got time to talk
But I see somethin in the corner and she lookin kinda fly
I tell my dog Snoop (psst psst)
man you might as well go ahead and stop me
(Lemme holla at you dog) She done met up with a star, eye contact
I nodded, she nodded back, then we met up at the bar
I told her I keep ice on my wrist, tight keep ice on my chin
And I'll still respect you tommorow, and tonight I hit it
But you only got a couple minutes to choose
And my time is like dollars so I only got a couple minutes to lose
In a minute I'm a hop in my ride, if you in this cool
If not ya gotta make a decision by the time I finish my food
Now what
We goin throw a barbecue so niggas light the grill
(give it up, get it up)
All my dogs invited so you know we goin get ill
(give it up, get it up)
We goin throw a barbecue so ladies light the grill
(give it up, get it up)
All my dogs invited so you got to keep it real
Now I used to be on the block,
now I'm in the drop chillin with Snoop
But I walk through the door I feel animosity (oh you feelin it too)
Probably cause we say our name we could be stealin they booth
Probably cause I'm platinum, we dark, could be chillin at two
(The south west connect, big chains on our neck
Boy give us respect, yall shit on deck)
Aight Snoop, you got the weed (yeah) and I got the liquor (fa sho)
Meach got the food but who got the strippers (I dont know)
Cause ain't no party like the ones we drove (whassup)
And um, ain't no cars like the ones we drove
And um, ain't no dollars like the ones we fold
When we give somethin, call us, it's outta control
(So whether it's summertime, winter, spring or fall
Look for somethin big from Silkk and Top Dogg)
We party with nothin but bud, nothin but thugs
East to west, peep the best, keep it stress, nothin but love (yeah)
Fuck
We goin throw a party so my homies come and chill
(give it up, get it up)
All the hoes invited so you know we goin get ill
(give it up, get it up)
We goin throw a party so ladies come and chill
(give it up, get it up)
All my dogs invited so we gotta keep it real
(give it up, get it up)
Ain't nothin but a party baby
G'z out here goin crazy
How the world goin even fade us
Either love or hate us
Ain't nothin but a party baby
Two low down G'z goin crazy
Yeah
Ain't nothin but a, huh
And my cell phone goin off in this bitch, what
Yeah ha
We ain't even trippin dog
Shoutout to the whole world
What
This the end
Till next time
Yeah, I let you in to the organization
(fucking organization)
I thought you could be trusted
(I thought you could be fucking trusted)
You could have had anything
(You could have had anything)
How could you betray the family
Loyalty is everything
(every fucking thing)
You broke the rules
(you broke the fucking rules)
its a code we live by
there's no turning back now
(welcome to this fucking piece of shit)
[2X]
Who can you trust to watch your back
Who can you trust when the enemy comes strapped
Who can I trust in this time of greed
Who can I trust to look out for me (hey)
How could ya, when you did it you lost me
I would of gave you the world so how could you cross me
I break bread with my TRU on watch my friends and foes
toast hennesy trust nobody keep my enemies close
now all the time I just wanted wanted to be free
and all the time I tried to help you just wanted to be me
sometimes I just wanna take clips and go to war all on my own
trusting my TRU niggas and my TRU brothers and I don't wanna
got tat on my own now if it was mine it was yours if I had it
you had it you told me watch my front you gone watch my back
I did that you stabbed me nigga be snitchin' to the cops
send me to the penitentiary even if its packed
but just mention me to my enemies the ones that stabbed me in the back
[2X]
I wonder who can I trust when I out bustin' blastin' my guns
I wonder who can I trust to hop when I'm on the run
I wonder who can I trust to hold my last piece of stash
I wonder who can I trust to hang with my best piece of ass
I knew it was fate by the day when I looked in his eyes
I get beside love is trust some nigga came by
I heard he workin' with them people nigga kicked in my door
got me facin' all kinds fucked up charges got me sittin' in court
(everybody rise)
take my last stand its my last chance but take that warrant to my last dance
before they sentence me I through 'em in the court room and hollered
(its ok) Looked 'em in his eyes and wispered you're a coward
[2X]
D.E.A. boy (freeze get on the fucking ground and don't move)
what part of the game is this
part of the game where the fat lady sings boy its over for you
I'm just sittin' here tryin' to make money
not no 'mo that shits over charge it to the game
how the fuck ya'll found out who told ya'll
it was your homey partner
Who can you trust (haha) Who can you trust
rest in piece Biggie rest in piece Pac
Man, somethin ain't right
You just get P on the phone
C'mon..
Yo, 2000 nigga (2000 nigga)
3 Strikes (next millenium)
No Limit, thugged out Silkk the Shocker what?
Let me tell y'all somethin (what, what, what?)
Let me tell you why I'm a rich nigga
cause I don't fuck a bitch, nigga plus I flip quicker
(?) is what I have, but I can some account me six figures
and then, y'all niggaz do the math
If it was the first time I'd try it again
Brought checks that can buy me a Benz
And for the rumors I'ma cut it short right now, look
Me and Mya, we just friends
I'm Silkk, the, Shocker, call me Shocker for short
You can catch me thuggin the West coast
either catch me, shop in New York
Either poppin the cork on the Cristal
and then let a thug, diss while a nigga banked up
Summertime tanked up, shit
Wintertime, minked up
Be drivin a Ferrari with a tan cover
Niggaz screamin fuck you cowards, (?) in nine-nine
for two-thousand shit the same color
When I come through I come through rowdy (ROWDY)
When I come through I come through bout it (BOUT IT)
When I come through by the ones, I be comin through
by the thousands, nigga better back up
Deal with a jack, now keep the money where the tank at
And when ya hate y'all (?) to hate me,
kinda like expect that
See all it take for me to flex the trigger
is when dollars involved gotta X a nigga
because it's like, "Money Cash Hoes" like DMX and Jigga
Where my niggaz at? Where dey at, where dey at?
Yo where my wodies at? Where dey at, where dey at?
Yo where my niggaz at? (RIGHT HERE, RIGHT HERE)
Yo where my wodies at? ..
Someone tell these wodies niggaz (BRING IT ON, TAKE IT ON)
Someone tell these niggaz wodie ..
Where dey at? Where dey at? Where dey at? Where dey at?
Where dey at? Where dey at? Where dey at? Right here
I pull up in the car thumpin, pull up in the car bumpin
Pull up like a star or somethin
These niggaz think they ballin? Niggaz ain't really saw nuttin
Hopped out, tipped the valet a, hundred dollars
Walked up to the bar where you sell most expensive champagne
Look here, I want a hundred bottles
Dranks on me, that's for me and my crew, true
Shit, ball til you fall
You know how, No Limit, niggaz do
Seen a woman told her don't even trip on money
cause I got more than I can spend
When the time is right tonight,
I'm tryin to be more than just friends, ya heard?
Niggaz don't wanna ball, niggaz small time
We got five carats and up in cut
Put that shit up what y'all got them little small diamond shit
Either I'm, half broke or I'm half rich
Niggaz mad at me or they just mad at this
Niggaz ain't give a fuck when niggaz ain't really have shit
Don't holla holla mayne
What? C'mon, c'mon, what what?
What? What? What what?
C'mon, what?
Yo, yo, c'mon what what?
Huh what? Huh what? Huh what?
Check it out..
Now I don't do it for no mills
and I don't do it for no deals
I do it for my fans, I keep it real
and I could give a fuck how a nigga feel
And I changed my attitude the fo'-fo' got a little mo' quicker
Ain't nuttin changed buy my flow got a, little mo' sicker
Cause I got a little older, shit, got a gotta little mo' richer
Ain't nuttin changed about the fame
up at my shows I gotta, just sign mo' pictures
Just some real niggaz, and we ridin can you feel it?
We some real niggaz, holla back if you hear me nigga
Bouncin this, all my niggaz bouncin shit
smoke an ounce to this
I could care less where y'all niggaz at
C'mon and bounce to this
Yeah, P don't want me to do it like this
YEEEEEEEEEEEAH
P don't want you to do it like that
YEEEEEEEEEEEAH
Where y'all niggaz from?
Where you from, where you from, where you at, where you from
Where you at, where you from, where you at.. shit
East coast, where you from, where you at?
Nigga West coast, where you from, where you at?
Nigga down South, where you from, where you at?
Nigga up North, where you from, where you at?
Silkk the Shocker nigga, platinum shit
Fuck that, I ain't playin
Never fall off, I just change with the times
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
Hustler, baller, gangsta, cap peeler
What gangstas do for money
187, 211 I'm bout it bout it see yo I'm down to do whatever
I wants money the powers the shit nigga
I need dollar shit
Til I win the lotto bitch
My motto is to get rich
Hustler make things all right
Connected on our flight
You need da Gs and keys over in the car
Drove back all night
Won't do nuttin for some ass
While I will do anything for some cash
Fuck the police
now I from city fresh off a copper's ass
What you gon do when the bills don't come
And what you gon do when it's time ta lay it down
Dis nigga don't give a fuck bout nuttin but
Dollar dollar bills y'all
Da real y'all
I'm tryin ta get a mil y'all
I cost dese things dat I can afford dat I want
You calls for da Cadillac wit da 5th wheel
And, I'm up in the trunk
So don't get mad when you see me with a ski mask
I be blastin'
I'm gonna get the cash by any means
The stash
Plus a nigga gotta survive and a nigga gotta eat
You're gon be surprised when I'm over your eyes
when you see me on the creep
Dem niggaz dat feel us
Be de killas and dealers
Witness my shit nigga
Strong arm for skrilla
Top yo mama for a dollar
Gangstas do what we gotta
Back da coke sell the powder
For the money and power
No Limit rider
Bitch don't make me sayin no lotta
If it's over my loot
I shoot and never miss
But's it's burned from my clip like a pot of hot grits
Down for gangsta shit for the chips and grip
Nigga down to do some work
Put in work make it hurt
Take my hollow chips
Wipe em wit my T-Shirt
Charge It 2 Da Game
Chasin fortune and fame
Never snitchin, ears itchin
Feds mention my name
Mr. Abel Mr. Kane stay tru to da game
If it ain't about the paper we jus can't understand
If you ain't scared
Better get somewhere when I pull dis trigger
We some seven figure military minded niggaz
Show me money
I'm smooth I'm street smart
But I don't play by da rules, nigga move til we get caught
You know I'm bout my mail nigga can't you tell
P gon get me out of jail nigga he goin for da bail
But I'm a sleep in my cell til they call my name
And niggaz rappin to me all night cuz of all this fame
Now I ain't gonna let anyone get near me
He was hella tight
I'm told em someone get out they came for a light
They suggested I wanted to be rich and I was like mad as fuck
But I'm bout ta bail ya out so y'all niggaz stay up escape
Bos, Big V, Pokey, Mann, Mama cuz we freakin man
Nigga just waitin for the champagne
And cuz dat's me
(What ya gonna do when ya get outta jail)
I rather be sayin dumb shit den sit here
(What do you consider that)
Can't stop til the tanks on the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
we can't stop til our tank's on the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
Today, I'd like to welcome a few souljas (welcome)
to this No Limit world (No Limit world).
A world where we've been preachers (huh Bro)
harassed (harassed) and even incarcerated for making it (fuckin' FBI)
and chasing the finer things (fuckin' government)
Even though we legit, (you fuckin' cockroaches)
ghetto millionaires (millionaires man)
society still tryin' to cage us in (open the big bin man)
But today, (today) today I say fuck the world (fuck the world)
as we made it, Silkk the Shocker (Silkk the Shocker)
C-Murder (C-Murder, bossalinie)
and Master P... Made men (da last don)
UGHHHHHH....
We can't stop til the tanks on the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
We can't stop til the tanks on the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
I got a pawn for the week, meet me up the street
see momma gotta eat, how much for a key
see my bank from ghetto blood, when my homies show me love
when hotboys run the streets, it was tanks and hugs
niggas ain't gotta hustle no more, easy come, easy go
no limit should be platinum before the shit hits the store
with my cutless he could get his mind right
and (trey hamm?) loved the lime light
Big boys pushin' dimes right,
and y'all hatas ya'll don't wanna fight
Ughhhhhh....
We can't stop til the tanks on the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
We can't stop til the tanks on the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
I visualize gettin' shot by the bullets of my enemies
rest in peace, to all my fallen homies
young souljas turned victim at the full moon
i still shiver when i glance at my war wounds
niggas feel my justice, and facial expression
so many mother's shed tears i guess they learned they lesson
cause TRU niggas make the world go round
the world ain't never been the same since the last don put it down
T-R-U, M-O-B, til the day we die
we represent the intercity, the dark side
we made men, made from the realest niggas thoughts
with the game from our veins straight to the heart
nigga, feel it, know what I'm sayin'
we represent the made men til the day we die
Silkk the Shocker (Made Men)
riders, Ughhhhhhhhhhhh....
we can't stop til our tanks on the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
we can't stop til the tanks on the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
Made man, y'all motherfuckers know me
It's like the world is mine, you livin in it, y'all niggas owe me
cause i see death before i see life, death before I see white
Death for a price, by the shotty left of the vice
My only advice is I'm a thug, nigga, now ride once killas
see you don't wanna test my tank doggs, you don't wanna test me nigga
It's like I, beef with the top, sleep with a glock
One hollow be paranoid, just like I, sleep at watch
It ain't my fault, if we had to take it to war
Might not be that serious, but you x-ed out if I take it to heart
I'm a made man, that means ya'll can test it anytime,
and so many niggas wanna see me not make it
I'm a ball til I fall, all of us, me, P, C,
The whole No Limit nigga, I'm a made man, ha ha...
Ughhhhhh....
we can't stop til the tank's at the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
we can't stop til the tank's at the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
we can't stop til the tank's at the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
we can't stop til the tank's at the wall
cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall
we goin' ball til we fall nigga,
from the south, to the east, to the west,
and up north nigga, and to my little young nigga,
Free, in New York, keep your eyes open nigga,
think with your mind and not with your soul,
that's how you free your pain,
Ohhhhhh
UH-OHH!
Uh-huh, y'all ready?
[door open sound]
Uh-huh, I don't think so
This.. is.. Mystikal!
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, yeah c'mon
The burnin inferno!
Uh-huh
Here poppin with the Colonel; Master P!
Shocker!
At ease soldier
One-two.. [can't make out].. soldiers!
When you see that 5 and that 0 and that 4
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
When you see the tank swingin
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
When you hear them choppers cuttin
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
When you see that 5-0-4
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
I keep my motherfuckin fists balled up
In case a motherfucker tryin to start somethin
You done did a little ginseng gotcha little dick hard
Now you like Hoffa
Think you gon' jump in the ring
Go pound for pound with the knockout kings
No shit like that ain't gonna happen
Them niggaz down here can't touch what I bring
First time you heard the do' open
and you heard that
you know that's me
And you bust ya rap
Hit the mat you'll be on your back like one, two, three
Them niggaz know I come off the top rope
Leave you knocked out with you mouth open
And they gon' have to take your ass home
Leave you in a hot tub soakin
BALLS BANGIN! You know ours swingin
I aint got to tell you nigga
Don't bother to go there you don't know who you fuckin with
I'm the flow-spitter, natural born go-getter
This is for the hustlers, ballers, cake dealers
When you see that 5 and that 0 and that 4
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
And when you see them tanks swingin
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
When you hear them choppers cuttin
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
And when you see them bandanas
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
Uh-ohh, look
It's only right, it's on tonight
When I'm on the MIC; they know when to fight
When I drop, they known to bite
.. uh-huh, this is freestyle but look
Y'all can just go on and write
This is 504 livin, y'all know what it's like
That's them boyz, you see us roll up on them bikes
Chop-chop, just, like it was timber
We make it hot like July or either cold like December
(Ohhhh) Ain't my fault, I'm hot and I can still spit it this cool
Ain't my fault your girl tatted my name, get it removed
If you lookin.. then you know we ain't duckin
You know my face it ain't like my tank gon' be tucked in
When you see that 5 and that 0 and that 4
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
When you see them tanks swingin
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
When you hear them choppers cuttin
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
When you see that 5-0-4
You know that's them boyz (that's them boyz)
When you see us in the East (that's them boyz)
When you see us in the West (that's them boyz)
When you see us in the South (that's them boyz)
When you see us in the North (that's them boyz) (that's them boyz)
When we deep up in the streets
Want y'all to say (that's them boyz) (that's them boyz)
Can somebody tell 'em, I was only kidding?
U know what I'm bout
U know what I'm bout
Yo Silkk ask Trina can she wobble that thing...
Where my niggas yo?
Where my ladies yo?
Who you know could give it to you until you fall out
When you wake up - go by the mall out
Hop on the plane sperm or nothing never thawed out
Have her saying my name like Destiny's Child
Cause I go all out
Speaking more sex than money so talk with your tongue out
And sex unbelievable, plus the money never run out
I'm a thug so I walk the street with my gun out
Top up when the sun set, top down when the sun out
oh you want me, pushing up your number on the slick
Try to make the scene when I was in front of the click
how bout I pull the thongs off in the summer and shit
Laughing at my joke when it wasn't even funny and shit
She need a t-mac ms shaq she think that I ball
She know I'm a real nigga, plus she love that I'm tall
Checks again when she missed the phone, thinking I called
She wanna fall for me look, but she think I'm a dog
Need somebody with some doe
That's cool
Who gon keep it on the low
That's cool
Who gon do you right
That's cool
You need a soulja in your life, that's right
You need a lover and a friend
That's cool
Who got ya back to the end
That's tru
Somebody that's off the chain
That's cool
Who could twurk that thang
You wanna fuck that's cool but you gotta be the greatest
Take me the Prada, buy my the latest
Try it on the jet, fly me to Vegas
The Baddest Bitch can't nann hoe fade this
Paid bitch, in a gray six, made bitch
Blinging about 10 karats in the bracelet
Face it stick your tongue out I let you taste it
And if you broke when you see me nigga don't say shit
Cause I'm looking for a nigga that's filthy rich
Yo name Silkk, that's cool I'm a Silky bitch
Lil Mama stay shining like cuts in ice
Off glass make you bust three nuts in a night
And when I put it on ya, I hope you can stand it
I need a tune-up daddy is you the mechanic?
Cause if you coming at me right with the real cash
You can play with me all night like Dreamcast
You need a lover and a friend
That's cool
Who got ya back to the end
That's tru
Somebody that's off the chain
That's cool
Who could twurk that thang
Need somebody with some doe
That's cool
Who gon keep it on the low
That's cool
Who gon do you right
That's cool
You need a soulja in your life, that's right
Your friends wonder why the house you never leaving
They knew wut you gettin in life now they wouldn't leave the house
either
See I'm a real ass chick I'm a stay by your side
And when its time to ride for my man, I'm a ride
Just be a down chick cause you aint gotta slave in fact -
Not cook, clean or nothing cause I got maids for that
Just treat me how you wanna be treated
cause if I suck it and fuck it you gon' beat it and eat it
So I gots to put it on ya, have ya acting all silly
Then try to convince yourself that you aint catching feelings
I need a girl who bout it and know how to hit it
You aint gotta scheme on the doe,
cause if ya cards right, you gon get it
Some chicks aint real though, (Some niggas'll stunt)
I know what a woman need, (I know what a nigga want)
So keep it tight, and fuck the world
And who ever end up with me, that's one lucky girl
Need somebody with some doe
That's cool
Who gon keep it on the low
That's cool
Who gon do you right
That's cool
You need a soulja in your life, that's right
You need a lover and a friend
That's cool
Who got ya back to the end
That's tru
Somebody that's off the chain
That's cool
Who could twurk that thang
Burrrrrrrrraaaaaahhhhhhh stick it
Ha ha ha stick it
Burrrrrrrrraaaaaahhhhhhh stick it
Ha ha ha stick it
Shake it, shake it, pop it pop it
Brake it, rake it nah, drop it drop it
Twurk sumin, work sumin
Keep it jumpin, but don't hurt nothin
North, South, East, West, shake it up
Yeah I got love for the world, east, west, north
I gotta do this one for the hood, ya heard me?
So when ya'll ask me where I'm from
This is where I'm from
So fake niggas don't ask me no shit
Man what the fuck you mean where I'm from nigga?
You know where I'm from and how I come
No Limit nigga represent it cuz I'm in it
Check this shit out gangster made No Limit
Southside, we be them southside niggas
From the southside, we be them southside niggas
I'm a killer from New Orleans
Smoking weed, selling quarters
Tru niggas count bank
leave you dead up in a stank
ask the colonel I'm the captain of this motherfucking army
young niggas getting killed if they try to fuck they homie
ask the world if we bout it
ask my block if I'm rowdy
No limit tatted on my arm
Only dead niggas doubt it
niggas fighting on my verse when i mothafucking curse
from the ghetto to the clubs all i see is mean mugs
From the southside, we dem southside niggas
picture me giving fuck about these niggas feelings
mean mugs nigga ain't nothing but 7 figure thugs
and niggas still fighting in clubs nigga, what
Say the wrong words
talking bout throw yo hood up
and matter a fact
that bitch whoa now, throwing up the third
nigga nigga nigga, two guns usually how i walked the streets
take everything steep that means i don't be flossing no beats
So i give a fuck if you do, give a fuck if you don't like'em
I say Ahhhh and everybody start fighting, ( What's Up )
nigga murder murder and kill kill the shit is real
guard yo grill
nigga what, straps up
niggas getting they caps filled
I'm thugged out
niggas fight till the blood out
nigga used to be playing in the clubhouse
now he comin out the drug house
nigga what it's Dirty South
Ya heard about
nigga murder clout
we ain't playing
nigga what cha saying
we can squash it
we can go the dirty route
nigga what
knuckle up knuckle up
if you fake knowing ya get snuck
if you ain't from here don't throw that shit up
South Side
From the southside, we dem southside niggas
Ain't right in this bitch
I'm trying to get hype in this bitch
fuck some shit up
have my niggas fighting and shit
you fuck with me that shits likely to happen
nigga I'm a mothafucking thug
nigga i don't really like to be rapping
I'm from the mothafucking city where niggas like to be jacking
I don't play low
i play right in the middle of shit cuz i like to be scrapping
we ain't nothing but some southside motherfucking niggas,
so i come thru I'm coming thru with some southside niggas come with us
motherfuckers respected or check it
you know how we do it
come thru motherfucker we used to it
southside niggas, what
southside, we be some southside niggas
southside, we be some southside niggas
Mistah! Mistah! Mistah! Mistah!
Yeah that's me, yeah that's me, yeah that's me
Mistah! Mistah! Mistah!
Call me what you want
As long as you got Mr. in front
Mistah, yeah I did it
Mistah, yeah I hit it
Mistah, yeah I got it
Mistah, yeah I copped it
Mistah, four point six, know what's on my wrist
Mistah, gold and platinum both of em, know I switched
Mistah, I drop you
Mistah, I got too
Mistah, especially if I like it, shit, I cop two
Mistah, keep it locked
Mistah, keep it cocked
Don't let your ? cause you know mistah hit your block
Mistah, luxury, look, know what I drive
Mistah, first class, look, know what I fly
Mistah, taylor made so you know that I'm shy
Mistah, check my credit card, know what I buy
Mistah, call me that because that's my name
Mistah, you took the loss so charge it to da game
Mistah, creep with the tek, mistah takin respect
Call me what you want to, just don't call me collect
Mistah! Mistah! Call me what the fuck you want
Mistah! As long as you got mistah in front
Mistah! Call me what the fuck you want
Mistah! As long as you got mistah in front
Mistah! Mistah! Mistah! Mistah!
Yeah that's me, yeah that's me
Mistah! Mistah! Yeah that's me
Mistah! Yeah that's me
What
Mistah, like baller
Mistah, shot caller
Like I roam my block so it's like, mistah New Orleans
Mistah, C.O. nigga, see the flow nigga
See the dough nigga, see the six double O nigga
Mistah, no I'm not a pull a chick
All yall frontin in a four or a five, I just pull up in a six
Mistah, hopped out the whip, hopped in the kick
Mistah, got cash but I got more to get
Mistah, ??? players don't be fuckin with you haters
If you is I just holla at you later
Mistah, like larger then life, multitalented with the mic
Multitalented like, rhyme fourty days and fourty nights
You wanna challenge me right, you be livin off of hype
You might win, sike, mistah!
Mistah, MVP, cash checks with no I.D.
Mistah, N-O L-I-M-I-T, yeah that's me
Mistah, rowdy rowdy
Mistah, bout it bout it
Mistah, got your girl
Mistah, shock the world
Mistah! Mistah! Call me what the fuck you want
Mistah! As long as you got mistah in front
Mistah! Call me what the fuck you want
Mistah! As long as you got mistah in front
Mistah! Mistah! Mistah! Mistah!
Yeah that's me, yeah that's me, yeah that's me
Mistah! Mistah!
Look look, yeah that's me, yeah that's me
Uuuuuuuuuuhhhh
Me and you together had plans on making the day, having cash
As time passed tryin' to make it all last
You know we struggle
Hope we can see better days
And the time different dreamers is to go our seperate ways
See you was always good
I was always bad
You was always in school
I was always to cuttin' class
Cheatin' on my tests knowin' I wouldn't pass
Told me slow down nigga I was movin' too fast
They always told me ?
I wish you well one day
If you could be spent up, shot at, get me out of jail some day
Yah, I was told to be like you
And at times I tried
Realized the only way I can beat these streets
The only way I knew to survive
I remember comin' home high and drunk
Smellin' just like a alcoholic
Tryin' to sneak you in
They damn near caught us
We be down to rock the block party's all night
Even thought we clown, we be down to fight, all night
Hangin' with the big homies
Askin' what they hittin' fo'
I remember stealin' junk food out the neighborhood liquor sto'
Sittin' back remeniscin' on all the things we had
Even thought it was rough, it never seemed so bad
Our destiny, we can't shape
I know we made mistakes
Even thought i wonder why He took you
I can't question fate
I guess it was written
But check it out
You still hear cuz you gon' live through me, C, and Silkk
Me and you I always thought we'd be together
I shoulda' known nuttin' last forever
And see I, destiny, we can't shape it
Even thought I wonder why we die
I can't question fate
Me and you I always thought we'd be together
I shoulda' known nuttin' last forever
And somehow I always thought you'd be there
Get a deg on the mark, it's cold, but it's fair
See man, right now I just gotta watch my step
No matter how many homies I lose
I can't get used to death
I remember us 5, runnin' wild
Just tryin' to get paid
It wouldn't seem like a jail
Put some rose on Dante's grave
(No reason you gon' die)
Gimme for thinkin' that
You were my brother
I'd pay millions to know I was safe
A million to bring ya back
Y'all my family, as well as my friends
And if I had to bring ya back that mean I havta lose ya again
Your memory's gonna live on even though ya' gon'
I'm sittin hear contemplating where it all went wrong
We had an argument, I said some things I shouldn'ta said
Never got a chance to apologize when you didn't come home that day
I'm thinkin' about memories every time I lay down
I wish I woulda known
I woulda apologized
But i guess I gotta say it now
So I see you when I get there
But for now I'ma pour out liquor
'Til i'm up there wishin'
And if this song don't hit home
Picture the person you love the most
And, you wake up, they be gone
Damn, Kevin Miller
See you when I get there fool
'Til then you gon' live on thru us
Huh, we riders baby, you know that
Down to handle our business
Silkk can handle his business
We 'bout it 'bout it, rowdy rowdy
Mama always told me (told me)
but papa never showed me (showed me)
So i live the life of a thug
and all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs
Mama always told me it'd happen
but she never told me when
she said probably happen when I get much older
but I kinda wish it would of happened then
cuz I had my mind on gettin' some money
nigga I'm tryin' get rich
mom told me never trust these niggas
and ummm never put your faith in the bitch
see I hang with a bunch of grave yard villians
nigga robbin' sprees we stealin'
choppin' keys with drug dealers
click like pistol with killers
they tried to preech to me, couldn't preech to me
tried to teach me, couldn't teach me
see I've gotta learn the hard way on my own
cuz nobody else could give me a reason
they always told me I'll probably end up dead
or in the pen see me and P some outcasts
can't arrest the family tellin' the kids not to be like him
and see it was ruff some times but it had to be
enough trippin' on Cess go hand your back and pass the weed
I ran wild deep in the game off of change
nigga bitch won't fuck 'em nigga won't kill me
but its all in the game
see pop was too busy doin' his own thing to try to show me
but mom told me Silkk watch your paper
at the top it gets lonely, mama told me
Mama always told me (told me)
but papa never showed me (showed me)
So i live the life of a thug
and all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs
token guns on my side, no limit niggas gone ride
paper chasin' for millions Tru niggas won't die
make time for some dope nigga fuck bein' broke
I live my life on the ropes nigga fuck the P.O.
I leave you dead with the bustas
real niggas gone love us
we make crack with the killers and sell dope to the country
nigga nigga outlaws and dealers tattoo and killers
niggas bout it with millions now the world gone feel this
I'm staying TRU to the game you bitches callin' my name
mama told me to change its ghetto blood in my vein
see I got love for thugs never mix sex with drugs
my enemy in blood when I come bury me a thug
henessy and weed be a ball with desert
these shirts and kakis is how we work
hypnotized by change after fortune and fame
I roll 20's and thangs rolex and change but uh..
Mama always told me (told me)
but papa never showed me (showed me)
So I live the life of a thug
and all I wanna do is smoke weed, ride, and sell drugs
right from the edge killer nigga gone off coke
brown sticky dope makin' niggas turn on their folks
ain't now rules, fools rush in but don't come out
so many niggas round my way die runnin' their mouth
fairy tales are for children we ain't story book livin'
south streets be bloody from all the shootin' and killin'
villians ride for similac and crack and smack
and its a fact all killers ain't inner city blacks
my homies have to serve on blocks that's hot with cops
with rocks and stacks and be packed to get their scraps
I don't knock it cuz if my pocket starts to lose weight
you can find me on I-10 tryin' move weight
my mama on her knees prayin' givin' god her time
while I'm on the streets hustlin' tryin' gettin' what's mine
am I wrong am I right got can only determine
I can only live my life and life is for learnin' check it
Mama always told me (told me)
but papa never showed me (showed me)
So i live the life of a thug
Picture this, any man that hustle because like to is a fool.
Any man that hustle because he got to feed his family....
that's a real man.nYou see I hustle because I got feed me family
I got families to feed, I got feed my mama,
I got to feed big mama, I got to feed my cousin,
I got to feed my lil' brother, I got to feed my sister,
I got to feed my kids, I got to feed my people.
The ghetto's got me hustlin' tryin' to survive
the ghetts got me hustlin' tryin' to stay alive.
The ghetto get me hustlin' tryin' to survive,
and I know I'm goin' to hustle until the day I die.
UUGGHH!!!
It's da black rain to da moon and tears that cause lies
see that's the way I felt when my lil' brother died.
And some fools say it ain't no justice
and other niggaz say it ain't no peace
that's why thugs help their on these projects and on these streets.
See my daddy made me a dealer
and my cousin made me killer.
See that's why everything we do, they gonna respect us and feel us
And I'm still tryin' to understand why big daddy was with da rest
and my nephew on the last counter on da 14th down the car reck.
It ain't muthafucker down on dope, on crack, or aids
and I see so many ghetto people go to jail
and live your life and die like slaves.
I got a relative on apeel doin' 25 flat
on murder or ride nigga fuck it Johnny Cochran can't fight that.
And since I'm black and I'm rich
they see to overlook It's me advise
first class niggaz tryin' call da police tryin' to book us.
Ain't that a bitch, I done made millions
and still goin' through a thang
That's niggaz ask me P why the fuck you never change.
It's like I'm rich and poor
I open the world and slang dop
it's the world changes knowand changes I thorp.
I thank all my big brothers with out him I wouldn't made it through
so with life on line put all up 4 him so I put that shit on TRU.
The ghetto got me caught up, no broken dreams
the ghettos trap, I see some on crack, and dope fiends.
My hommie, Never did no crime but lien' up in the hearse
thank god 4 all that I got from that times can be wrorst.
Ever feel like u was swimming, and really was dronin'
you ani't wanna smile but your tender smile always see me clownin'
I trade my life to make the world better
trade everything I got including life
to bring back my brother Kevin.
See I spit the realist shit
tryin' make yo'll feel this shit.
Yo'll tryin' put the finger on our side,
livin' middle bricks livin' this shit.
See I tell you everybody use to ride benzes
but we had to ride buggies
mom wanted better things for me
but private school was way past our budget.
So if I'm happy and I'm smilin' and I'm camouflage my problems
the only way I can really solve them
if I really grab and revolve them.
So I grab it and I cocked it
I was going to pop it.
But I stop, forgot I was rich.
what everybody not rich.
Every month so close to gettin' no profits
my only hustle, I told them to stop it,
but can't really knock it.
Everybody died up in game
everybody tryin' to maintain
wall from out da ghetto,
close my eyes and still see the pain.
Sometimes I just get fed up.
To all my souljas worldwide
I know its hard to stride.
Some shit jumpped off about 12 o'clock
I was like
Post on the block
Open up shop
Try to get away from the cops
To get some rocks
Some nig came through in a cutlass
Mugging this
Throwing up signs and riding slow
Fuck this
I'ma leave that nigga stanking
What the fuck could he be thinking
I'ma leave them eyes closed before he blinking
187 thats what I be after
Chop em up and halfs like fractions
Nigga master murderer
Killing niggas all if I gots ta
Breaks them off propa
With choppas
And popsta
First nigga I see that resemble the driver of that cutlass
I'ma come with a gat
Hit em in the back
And be like what bitch
Hits em where it hurts
Kick up more dust than dirt
Nigga fuck its on when I catch em
It's time to ride
Bust em
Fuck em
It's time to ride
how I miss my homies so
I don't expect y'all to understand this
Cause y'all ain't never lost nobody
But imagine the closest person to you
See everybody feel it
But some of us
Feel it more than the rest
Just think about it
It only add
More to the stress
I try to live my life day by day
And ignore the rest
It's so FUCKED UP
I can feel life
More than I feel death
Split second
And picture
The family's being torn
I gotta tell my little nephew
His dad wasn't around
To see him being born
When we get older
Playing with our kids
He just sittin' all alone
You know what his last birthday wish was
He wishes daddy come home
And while I'm at the funeral
Contemplating sittin' in strap
He looked up to me
Gave me a hug and asked me
"Silkk, where my daddy at?"
Question I couldn't answer
Tell him a vacation
And somehow I wish
If I tell him this enough
Maybe one day
He just might forget
I guess I'll be seeing you
At the end of the road (end of the road, I'll see y'all there)
You know it ain't easy
Lettin' my homie go (end of the road, I'll see y'all there
Now I learn ?
I miss my homies so
Even though
My homies gone
Try to be strong on my dawgs
Used to hit me
But I'm home alone
All the memories I got of you
Shining like the sun
I used to invite you to my house
We used to fight
Who gone sleep in the top bunk
We used to
Throw rocks
To the cops then we'd run
We was so tight
We got caught
Both of us
They got just one
I remember dawg
We just like
Kick back and laughed
We grew up a little bit
Life made us choose a
Different path
You chose to get a job
And I sold and dealed
You choose to go to school
And i chose the streets
I was the one that
Always lived fast
You used to want to live slowly
As I look in the casket
I though for sure
It was supposed to be me
Damn I lost my dawg
It's cold but its fair
And I contemplate to myself
Would it have been different
If I would've been there
I guess we'll never never
Never know
But I know one thing
Why's it always the good ones that got to go
It's never easy
To let your loved ones go
Tomorrow now promise me
Tell me something that your loved ones know
A straight bullet in the neighborhood
Got a little girl
Holdin' her breath
In my arms I closed her eyes
She died while I was
Holdin' her chest
I couldn't change
Even though the game was file
Through all the pain
Maintain
Still find ways to smile
And grandma(grandmama got sick)
And they fixed her to bed rest
The family was fightin' over who? left the money to
Picture this you won't even dead yet
And I'm sick of this east and west coast crap
This east and west coast trap
Lost two of the biggest mc's
To east and west coast rap
Rest in peace Biggie
Rest in peace Pac
And all them other soldiers
What
Do ya'll wanna do (what ya'll wanna do, what)
Do ya'll really want beef (do ya'll)
And do ya'll want it with me (uh-uh)
I don't think sooooooo
What
Do ya'll wanna do (what ya'll wanna do, what)
Do ya'll really want beef (do ya'll)
And do ya'll want it with me
Nooooooooooo
I thought I left, all that drama dog, back in the streets
I gotta result to riding low, and my homies in the back seat
See, you know we the type of boys that burn blocks
I aint fucking wit them boys, them boys done turned pop
They should of turned and run, but now they turned and come
They wanna turn to gun, I gotta turn to none
See, ya'll gone fuck around and turn me back to the old Silkk
And them boys who know me, ya'll know Silkk
They know I'm the Shocker, that means I don't play no games
I say it directly, but this time I aint gone say no names
Uh, my whole click, they with it, with it
And you know, no ski mask on who did it, did it, (did it)
Now, Check this out
Now what you wanna do, cause too many niggas are feeling played
'Til I check 'em and correct 'em, and totally disrespect 'em
Like bitches, they snitches, motivated by nigga's riches
And want be satisfied 'til they die, or lost in ditches
Bury me TRU nigga shit No Limit Records
Respect us, and never check us, real naggers we causing ruckus
And the 504, the boot, the south, the gutter, and the swamp
Fake naggers can't hang or slang cause they get banged and even stomped
You can tell these bitch naggers, don't want war with me
I'm A Iberville nigga 'till they bury me
Recognize, I'm a motherfucking soldier nigga
Hearing screams from your family while I'm clutching my trigga
My whole click, straight up scandalous, if it's beef, you will see
Naggers heads getting bust, if they fuck with me
These naggers don't wanna fuck with us, they betta get out tha way
Holiday gotta "k", he knows where you stay
(suga bear) do you really wanna mess with me
Fool around and be my enemy
do you really wanna mess with me
Master P]
Damn. I never thought I'd be wearin a suit and tie so many times a year, but
like Bone said, to all my homies ain't here, see ya in the crossroads, fool
Imagine this, me dressed in all black
At a funeral strapped with a chrome gat
Who died P, I guess it was my homie, black
Somebody rolled up and shot him in the back
It was sad, my homie took a damn fall
Sort of like the TLC video, "Waterfalls"
But this was the real deal, this ain't no movie
Niggaz drove up and blasted my homie with a oozie
Now me and Silkk got to ride
After the funeral cause it's sad on my side
Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black moon
I mean people dyin everyday, we all are doomed
My mama look at me and say, "Boy, watch yoself!"
But I can't trip, mama, cause I live for myself
And if I die on the streets, then it's my time to go
But if I live to see another day, another funeral
It's sad, I look into they eyes
Damn, everybody's got to die
But one day, I guess we gon to wake up
When they puttin me in that black truck
It could be you, it could be her
But in the end everybody gets did up
Cause in the ghetto everybody live like Jesse James
I still question God for callin my homie name
Chorus I (2X): Why my homie had to die?
Now somebody mama gonna cry
[Silkk]
Now when my grandfather died, I was like 5, it never really touched me much
But seein my brother layin dead on floor really kinda fucked me up
I never thought he could be here then he could be gone
I never thought the day he left the house he wouldn't be comin back home
I wonder when it's yo time to go, who gon protect you
See someone died in my family, didn't even much affect you
I wonder why my homie died at such a young age
I wonder why my homie death didn't make the front page
Cause it's a trip, and life ain't even worth to live
See ya gotta watch out for all us killa kids
Belive me, I be a youngsta tryin to spit the game
But it's a damn shame, all of the shit done changed
Through all the strivin and strugglin I try to stay hard
But look at Mr. President in the White House tryin to play God
Put us all in one big ole boat
They call it housin projects, I call it one big ghetto
Damn. Looks like the Statue of Liberty is cryin
I guess that mean the whole world is fuckin dyin
Chorus I (2X)
Wassup, wassup?
Straight up muthafuckin' gangsta (muthafuckin' gangsta)
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Bitch Im'a killa for reala
that's no joke
slide nigga either fast or slow
I gotsta pop
nigga don't stop
cuz one of us gotsta go
muthafuckas be trippin'
I'm from these streets where the mission is to die
Preparin' like I was to die
Down South, West Coast niggas two sides
You bitches be tryna' fade me
But ain't nothin' promised
Yah can't play me
You best be quick for talkin' that shit
That Im'a gets that 380
I'm all up in yo' grill
Time tah chill
Pay my bills
Gotta stay real
Tru 2 da game
in fact
niggas gonna lay back, flat
cuz I ain't the nigga ta fuck with
So you niggas need tah step the fuck off
Before I leave ya'll niggas in a bag
Talkin' that trash, you get hauled off in a black truck
Nigga back up, stacks up
When I blast I'm never gonna miss
Nigga hollow tips in yo' shit
Bitch wassup
nigga now
lay the fuck down
what now it's my block
co' shop down
nigga top down
drop now
nigga what's now
where's the pop now
Wassup baby gotta play me
Grab the 380
nigga been shady
Even lately gotta watch his back
cuz he stacks
cuz them niggas be trippin' on gats where I'm at
Strapped with a infrared pump
I'm not Kris Kross but I make em jump
nigga front and turn
watch them bustas and they click run
Bitch I'm a killa
For real (The Shocker)
That's no joke
Strapped with a fo' fo'
ain't nothin changed since I done wen't solo (The Shocker)
1,2,3 you know Silkk a G
I know this dope game like I know my abc's
Bitch I be quick to leave a nigga lookin' like a cotex
Nigga cocked like I ain't had no sex
And I be on time like a rolex
You can put me in a room with 10 of the best of 'em
I'd be the man in yo' face
So fuck the rest of them
I'm the best of 'em
Ya bitch be trippin' but ya'll nigga don't scare
Yo man Silkk these niggas ain't ready yet
I know
that's why I'm giving them a chance
So they can prepare themselves
I be the man
Ya'll niggas be trippin'
And ya'll niggas be frontin' black
You think this the shit my nigga
Ya'll niggas ain't here nuttin' yet
Cuz look deep into the eyes of a niggas stuff
I gives a fuck
Why I OUTTA!
Fuck You UP!
Nigga be hatin'
So proud that they dont wanna fuckin' fight
Cuz I done fucked his woman
and now all her girls have been fuckin' light
what's yo' name homie? (SILKK)
What you came here to do? (SHOCK THE WORLD)
It's time to flip a script
and turn a half into a million
and turn a hoe
into a zillion
my game be tight like the bulls
and after my shows there ain't NO LIMIT to the hoes I can pull
Girls be sweatin' me like Im'a bandana
My lyrics so gangsta the police keep them on the radar scanner
But I be tight like the Titanic
while ya'll suckas sellin' wammys
we on our way to the Grammys
3rd ward brothers that came up
Keep my name out yo' mouth
like Messy Marvin I'm gonna wipe you up
And yo' game better be tight
Cuz ain't no luv where I'm from from morning to night
Fools be bout it they be rowdy
Still puttin' money in the bank like Uncle Sam
And taxin' fools, dead
All ya'll suckas on the block are tryna stop me
Can't fade me
And me and Silkk be livin' large
Sippin' on mo wet but strapped with the plastic toys
Down South we be hustlin'
Settin' the line behind bustas that we ain't trustin
Ya'll better wake up and smell the aroma
Cuz we doin this from Down South to California
The Shocker, haha
Ain't nothin' change with No Limit
Straight up Ice Cream
Damn. I never thought I'd be wearin a suit and tie so many times a year, but
like Bone said, to all my homies ain't here, see ya in the crossroads, fool
Imagine this, me dressed in all black
At a funeral strapped with a chrome gat
Who died P, I guess it was my homie, black
Somebody rolled up and shot him in the back
It was sad, my homie took a damn fall
Sort of like the TLC video, "Waterfalls"
But this was the real deal, this ain't no movie
Niggaz drove up and blasted my homie with a oozie
Now me and Silkk got to ride
After the funeral cause it's sad on my side
Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black moon
I mean people dyin everyday, we all are doomed
My mama look at me and say, "Boy, watch yoself!"
But I can't trip, mama, cause I live for myself
And if I die on the streets, then it's my time to go
But if I live to see another day, another funeral
It's sad, I look into they eyes
Damn, everybody's got to die
But one day, I guess we gon to wake up
When they puttin me in that black truck
It could be you, it could be her
But in the end everybody gets did up
Cause in the ghetto everybody live like Jesse James
I still question God for callin my homie name
Why my homie had to die?
Now somebody mama gonna cry
Now when my grandfather died, I was like 5, it never really touched me much
But seein my brother layin dead on floor really kinda fucked me up
I never thought he could be here then he could be gone
I never thought the day he left the house he wouldn't be comin back home
I wonder when it's yo time to go, who gon protect you
See someone died in my family, didn't even much affect you
I wonder why my homie died at such a young age
I wonder why my homie death didn't make the front page
Cause it's a trip, and life ain't even worth to live
See ya gotta watch out for all us killa kids
Belive me, I be a youngsta tryin to spit the game
But it's a damn shame, all of the shit done changed
Through all the strivin and strugglin I try to stay hard
But look at Mr. President in the White House tryin to play God
Put us all in one big ole boat
They call it housin projects, I call it one big ghetto
Damn. Looks like the Statue of Liberty is cryin
I guess that mean the whole world is fuckin dyin
My nigga dead, my nigga died, how the fuck you figure
Another victim, my brother was a drug deala
I'm paranoid, lookin for the niggaz that did him in
They say it was his homie coulda been his best friend
My mama tell me keep my head on solid ground
But I can't forget how my brotha went down
An eye for an eye, another must lose his life
Never seen his kid it's gonna be a bloody night
Cause when you dead, you can't get a second chance
It's up to me to make anotha nigga dirty dance
Sometimes I sit and remenisce about the old days
Sellin dope and playin ball up in them coke ways
When I daydream, sometimes I gots to drink
Close my eyes and then I see my fuckin brother again
And when I wake up I'm hit by reality
Realizin, it was just a memory
Cause everybody put us down for bein drug dealas
But I say fuck em, and rest in peace Kevin Miller
Why my brother had to die?
Now somebody mama gonna cry
Why my homie had to die?
Now somebody mama gonna cry
(Why my homie had to die) Huh, ya'll niggaz betta wake up, and realize,
this muthafuckin album (why my homies got to die) is dedicated to all the
niggaz that got a second chance on life, and that's constantly goin to
funerals (why my homies got to die) constantly tryin to realize, why they
people gotta die (why my brother had to die) And to all them muthafuckin
Gs, hustlas, ballas, up there in the crossroads (why my homie had to die)
crossfires, this album dedicated to ya'll, too. Cause I know ya'll got them
muthafuckin earphones on, ridin in them drop-tops, up there in the clouds
(I told ya Kevin, nigga) herbin on this Silkk the Shocker shit. Cause ya'll
know (we was gon do this shit) my little nigga done shocked the world
(nigga yo brother done did this shit) ya'll niggaz feel this shit,
everywhere (Silkk, me and C) all cross the muthafuckin boulder (TRU, nigga)
ya'll niggaz feel this shit (No Limit for life) peace, nigga (nigga, I told
you we was gon take over this rap shit, nigga) I know you wearin that tatoo
up there, fool. (lettin it be known) Me, Silkk and C (yeah, we down here
handlin our business) down here countin millions (believe that, nigga)
sippin on mo wet (???, fool) toastin to you fool. Huh, we done took over
All because of my car
All because of my car
All because of my car
I'm in my car, cruisin to the beat
Trippin off, off these money hungry freaks
Wanna be down, wit a super star
Cuz you know I got money an a cold blooded car
Must be the Beamer (Must be the Beamer)
Thats turning you on
Must be the Benz (Must be the Benz)
I ain't takin you home
{All because of my car}
Must be the Cruiser (Must be the Cruiser)
Got you flaggin me down
Must be the Rover (Must be the Rover)
Makes you wanna be around
{All because of my car}
I hits an run like an accident
Mr. hit em fast an slow is back again
If you don't believe me go an ask a friend
I got more hoes than the O-Zone
I hits em wit they close on
(Why's that Silkk?)
So they can go home
I rolls up on a bucket, she got a man
But when I rolls up in a Benz, das when she hops in
An thas how its gon' happen to her
I don't mean to be like mackin to her or rappin to her
But I'm jus askin to her
Now back up in the days I run game on em
They wanna play games so I bought a Lexus from my homie
An the next day after that, game don't stop
(Where ya car at)
I be like man, its in tha shop
But now I'm on top now
Put the......top down
See how many number I can jot down, how many girl I can knock down
An plus up on my block, now it ain't gon' stop
Now, since I got a little cash
Now I dash down the block but I keep my game tight
When Im in the Rover, I gets the guests the same night
You try skeezin me, should be try pleasin me
Alizay to get the draws off easily
Thas when I switch my game over
You blame it on a hang over I blame it on the Range Rover
An I ain't tryin to hear that
(Oh it's like that, huh?)
Like that, like that
When I'm flossin on these ghetto streets
Can't see how I get stopped by those crooked police
I can't understand, why they player hate
An they ask me these question, like how much money I make
Now it's none of their business, how I make my ends
An you can't get a piece of my funky dividends
I guess you could say, I got it goin on
Cuz I keep seein girlies an they wont leave me alone
I guess the PD is tryin to see me in the State Pen
Behind me tryin to run my license plate in
Im checkin my rear view, but I ain't gon' trip, bruh
Waitin for me to slip up, show me some ID wit yo' picture
I guess they wanna see my bank statement
See how much money that Im makin
But I guess they just be hatin
They need to start missin me, stop trippin G
I guess they mad cuz I got more gold than Mr T
An all these freaks wanna get in my gangsta ride
Cuz I got it front to back, an side to side
But I ain't got time
I gotta do my thang
An if you wanna front you know I can hang
Now you know that I never wanna perpetrate
Cuz y'all playa hate
you fools better recognize
That a No Limit Soldier is on the rise
Must be the Bentley (Must be the Bentley)
that's turnin you on
Must be the Lex (Must be the Lexus)
that's why I'm takin you home
{All because of my car}
Must be the Caddie (Must be the Caddie)
got you flaggin me down
Must be the Cutlass (Must be the Cutlass)
why you wanna be around
Told y'all
Y'all should of never let No Limit in this muthafucka
Cuz once we get in, we be takin over shit
An we gone off that chop-suy, marinatin
Blowin switches to da world (Bitch, fuck ya)
I'm bout the baddest nigga, no doubt
From West to the South, back to ya house
Nigga in an out quickly, stick ye for ya whole fifty (Whaaa???)
Nigga, I'm on bitches, qucikly
Niggas can't stick me they tries but they dies
They'll fuck around, I ain't lyin, fuck wit me, you out yo' mind
I'll slap you wit my right hand and I'm still writin wit it
Hands quicker than lightnin but fuck fightin
Bread, ice is why I'm slicin cake
You niggas need to bow down to the street king
from the 3rd Ward (Caliope, hoe)
(Where dat at?) Bitch that's it New Orleans
Face like an 8th Grader, ain't the bigga nigga, a wind might blow
But while I'm here, a deaf person won't fuck wit me if they don't know
Man, No Limit run this bitch like a marathon
Bitch, my click is thick, deeper than a whole Southern down baritone
How da fuck y'all gon' fade me?
How da fuck y'all gon' play me?
Thats how we made it, from knockin niggas out
Who try to fuckin play me
Y'all think y'all could but y'all can't
Thats money in the bank, how da fuck y'all gon' stop a Tank
I ain't takin no shorts
Whether it be in this rap game or the dope game
Bitch I'm still the man
I say hustler, fuck these busters
Who da fuck gon' stop me? None of y'all
Bitches be in my face, I gets the gun, run all of y'all
Cuz y'all some tricks
Stop trickin these hoes stop bitchin these hoes
Punk ass niggas be havin dicks
Y'all need to have clicks you punk ass hoes
I stay posted from sun-down to sun-up, you run up, you get done up
Best believe the spot get hot like summer
Cuz I be the man, look deep into my eyes
Bitch y'all get scared by the 6 foot 6 wise guy
Mr. like shoot it out wit the police
Mr. I gives a fuck, I gots this D seven-teen 5 a key
Birds, you haven't heard?
I'm from that 3rd, bitch when shit get bad
I put the dope up my stars on the curb
An start hittin fools, in the dice game
I might man, hit 'em all night man
Cuz I'm all night long gone off that fuckin night train
No doubts, I'm in the house, outs the back when the police hit
No doubt they can't catch me, I'm out this bitch
I'm the man
I'm the man
I'm the man (Who's the man?)
New Orleans hoes, Baton Rouge hoes
Hoes, hoes, ain't nothin but hoes
Oakland hoes, Frisco hoes
Hoes, hoes, ain't nothin but hoes
Chi-Town hoes, Mississippi hoes
Hoes, hoes, ain't nothin but hoes
Carolina hoes, Tennessee hoes
Hoes, hoes, ain't nothin but hoes
Another day, another show
Another state, another hoe
My fault, my homie, your girlfriend is walking
Man, uh, she should of been at stage up at my show
Man, yo' girl's a hoe, man
You need to get with the program
On a slow jam I be like knockin boots
But, um, raise up the skirt an I be kockin who?
Maybe it's your girlfriend, I can't really tell they all look the same
It be hoes comin in different, shapes, an sizes, what's her name?
I don't know, but um, maybe it's Brenda
It could of been Rochel, my homie told me that he hit her
Now a hoe comes a dime-a-dozen
It could be yo' baby mama, or it could be yo' baby mama's cousin
But it's just like I'm tryin to stay Tru
cuz a hoe is hoe an it might be yo' boo (True!)
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe
Once a hoe, always a hoe
All of a sudden she's a virgin, hell no
Fa sho I comes to town, on Greyhound, never that
First class all the way so I'm lookin for something to tap
Yo' girl friend is the closest I see, man it ain't coincidence
But um, I gots to like represent, put it down for my dead presidents
I be a hustler for life, I got yo' baby mama at the crib
I don't know wassup but I gots to give
what she wants she wants it from the back
She gon' hollar my name, not yo' name (Oh Silkk!)
It's all the same as yo' game
I plays her for whatever though (What about my ride?)
Never though (Please?), never hoe
See the relationships I'm in I only deal wit like one
I likes to fucks an get up an plus they mad keep it much tighter
I mess their hair up, he gets they hair fixed
I drive the wheels, he pays the bills
Cuz all hoes suck dick (You ain't talkin to me), yeah
I'm talkin to you, bitch
Cuz all girls ain't bitches but all bitches is hoes grown
I don't know you cuz you got cha clothes on
West Side hoes, East Side hoes
All them hoes ain't nothin but hoes
I mean South Side hoes, North Side hoes
All them hoes ain't nothin but hoes
I mean them droopy ass hoes, them broke ass hoes
All them hoes aint nothin but hoes
I mean, I mean
I mean all them hoes ain't nothin but hoes
I mean
Wassup, dawg
This ya boy Silkk, knaw'm sayin
Now look, peep this song out
I ain't sayin all girls are hoes but um, Ms. Tucker
or should I say Ms. Lawrence Tucker, check this out
They say hoes don't exist
You ain't been in my neighborhood
but um, all the real girls know, check this out
If they ain't hoes they gon' laugh at this song
An if you ain't laughin that's tellin you one thang
You a hoe, an if this song offends you, then what's that sayin?
Woke up one morning, hang over from last night
I was drunk as fuck plus I was throwin up,
an my eyes was like hella tite
Waked up out my bedroom, nigga still reachin for a sack
I hads to make me some mail, so I stepped out the door
An fo' i did I went back an grabbed my... strap
I be whippin some shit, nigga gimme some shit
nigga triplin some shit, nigga flippin some shit
You got some yayo, give it here
I triple that shit for only fifty percent
See bitch I be like Seven-Eleven, like the liquor store
Stop the car, dropped it out, nigga what y'all hittin fo'
Nigga, wassup, yeah I might man, keep it tight man
It be like Charles Barkley
I be hittin three four, all day in the dice game
Man, it's cool, but umm, some of these niggas be faulty
Game be salty, wanna run up on me, I'ma have to toss him
See y'all be trippin but I don't be slippin
Pop a clip in when I'm blastin an best believe I don't be missin
It's that nigga - wassup, playa, niggas get fucked
Playa haters get bucked, so wussup?
Bitch it be A, B, C, D, E
Yo the last letter be me, a straight G
I keep busters on they back, keep 'em flat that
Nigga, wassup, one-times'll try to check ya, I'm at that
Woke up this mornin, something didn't feel right
Look to my side cuz I felt some thighs
Musta been the girl I met at the club last night
I had to look twice, damn nigga, I was just like what?
Seen some drawers on the floor, and a condom on my dick
hey yo Snoop
tell Xzibit and Dre to be having that thing bumpin
When I come out there
That's funky Soopafly
Big Snoop Dogg {Snoop Dogg}
Silkk the Shocker
Aint No Limit to this {aint No Limit}
2000
Gangsta shit
West west ya'll
Snoop tell them what's up
The gangstas bang, do that dame thang
Me and my nephew dogghouse keep it tru
Roll that weed, pass that drank
Holla at your nigga baby bring your thang
You could shake what you got
Get your pussy real hot
Jump in the gator we could slide to my ???
Just keep it on leasy
I know it ain easy
Your fuckin mouth greasy
Silkk this bitch cute, thick and all that
Why must I, chase the game
If you was me and I was you
You probably fuss on a nigga
buring rubber in a 52
Most bitches do and most niggas do to
In the land where it all about the red and blue
But me I'd rather get the greenery
Smoke out the whole muthafucking sceanery
Why must I, be like that
With them ??? tux
Draped in all black
Takin back like the pop lockin ??? gold suits
Bangin back in the day juss to get a lil jucie
Fuck the trus
Cuz we can get criped out krazy
Blast on all you suckas
Went to throw away 380
Fuck around get found up in a dumpster some where
Cuz them south side eastside gangstas don't care
Nigga I wount, fool you don't {know you don't}
He fuckin with no niggas more gangsta than me
Tell him the truth loc
120 proof outs the sun roof
Throwing up the muthafuckin ??
Tru Tank Doggs fuckin with Bigg Snoop Dogg
Soopafly to keep them high so they could come out there draws
What you player hatin perpitratior niggas make me mad
So I'm mad off you suckas and my pants never sagg
It aint nothing but a gangsta party
You know what we bring
No Limit and Dogghouse
Aint nothing but a G thang
You know, we thank the ??
Ya'll think moneys all out
Ya'll better thank again
Cuz if aint about money
Then why would I bother
If she aint keepin it real
Then why would I holla
She come over by the crib
House comes with a lake
Eat as much as you want too
On my lap fo' five
In the trunk ??
and the day P, Snoop, Biggie and Pac ??
and the heat I got on me
Always got to ride with it
I spend money floss money
Cuz I can die with it
Project nigga
Get my work on
Host MTV with an Eastsidaz shirt on
I'm young like that, you know how we live
On the east it's 6 feet
I need money (money), mo money.
Mo money, (ching ching), money, nuthing move but the money.
Money, money, look nothing move but the money.
Money, money, that's all I want, that's all I want.
I want it look.
You found me where the papers at, where the capers at
I don't ask for a motherfucking thing, I take the scratch
Look I, franchise wearing, a franchise wrist
I'm franchise look, I need a franchise chick
She ain't gotta be tight, she ain't gotta be that rich
She just like I tell the other bitches that my nigga's the shit
Black on black, step out the house
with a suit and a tie soon to die, black on black
Scratch a mack, scratch a jack, matter fact nigga I always stay strapped
It's the game plan, I gotta win, I can't afford to lose
I can't be dressin in them kinda blues can't afford to wear tight shoes
You know me, the nigga with the six four frame
With a six four cock back and hit your brain
You know the CEO nigga, ya'll done seen before nigga
See me get dope and don't tell a popo nigga
I don't give a fuck, I hate ya'll type
Yeah I might know ya but we ain't nothing alike
Now nothing move but the money, that's all I want
Nothing move but the money nigga, that's all I want
Nothing move but the money, that's all I want
I'm on top cause I do what ya'll niggas don't, look
Catch me playing ball with Shaq, and points from real how to act
I did a shootin' range, shoot the mack, when I bust for me to shoot back
See I'm nigga put the game that's why I'm on top
I can sit eight seasons cold even when it's hot
Come on drop the top for my Impala and shit
Nigga I'm out to get paper spit some dollars and shit
See how many ya'll niggas could follow this shit
I got an attitude fuck the whole world, I gotta get rich
Ahh, and cap niggas screaming shit, niggas gleaming the wrist
You seen the six, seen his wrist, nigga you seen his chick
This shit that ya'll spittin', it's meaningless
Everything ya'll claim you did, I done it
And if I got, man fuck ya'll nigga, I'm a flaunt it
And if I don't got it I motherfucking want it
Bitch I sold keys, I smoke weed at PE I got blunted
Fuck the hatin', I pull off that paper shit
Gotta love me or either motherfucking hate me bitch
Gotta hate my flow, nigga hate that I got dough
And if I spend it all bitch I can make some more
Keep it hot, I keep it locked, guns I keep it cocked
Runnin' on the shop like I runnin' on the block
Keep one up in the top, like one up in the drop
Spit till I spit, can't spit no more it don't stop
Like I live fast, I'm addicted to cash
Ain't a thief but sometimes I just forget to ask
I like say what the fuck I feel, nigga do what I want
If you don't like it, fuck, fine, nigga we can take it to the trunk
And I get the spittin' in your brand new six
Spittin' if you even with your motherfucking chick
Spittin' if you with you motherfucking click
But fuck it I'm just spittin, I'm just spittin the spit
Fuck it thick, yeah nigga what
Fuck that, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, I told yall
I don't like to windows shop to see how high it is
Walk by and see how fly it is
I'm a ghetto superstar like Pras and shit
I got my idles so fuck it, I buy that shit
You only live once so like I floss my shit
Give to the poor, a nigga like floss on a wrist
Yeah I got a few dollars but I don't even spend it no more
I'm trying to save up, for what, so I can buy the ghetto
I'm out to get money nigga
Mo money, money, mo money, nothing move but the motherfucking money
Gotta get yall money nigga.
Nothin move but the money.
Everything else is irrelivant.
Nigga yall gotta be willing to get what yall want nigga.
By any means.
No Limit nigga.
9-8, 9-9, 2 G nigga, whatever.
I'm out to get mine.
Oughta get yours.
Silkk The Shocker live in this motherfucker.
What you think
Man, I don't fuck with them (ha-ha)
No Limit (uh-huh)
Ya heard me
Ghetto nigga
Watch how I spit this shit
I don't know what I'ma do next
Until then, watch me - watch me, watch me
Executive thug look when I'm done
If last year I was on 20's
This year I'm on 21's
Niggas talk but huh we got plenty guns
Give niggas a choice now they can catch it from anyone
I ? I don't like niggas unless it's jail
I don't pass out nothin' look unless it's shells
Send niggas to the ? the rest to hell
And I don't box slim dog slim I'm less than frail
Everything we rock look is customized
And shorty gon' be sprung soon as I touch them thighs
You ask too many questions like dude like what's and why's
What the fuck we buy and what the fuck we drive
We just stay in the pits
Like stay in the mix
Stay into shit
Stay in a 6
Stay in the bricks
Just cause we got money dog
We still slick with it
Never say how it get done
We just get it did
They'll little deal or somethin' but that ain't nothin'
Spend a little change but look that ain't money
Niggas laugh but I'm like that ain't funny
What you call them lil' huh if that ain't dummies
I represent niggas in the hood that's boxed up
All my niggas doin' time
All of 'em locked up
The big ones are the ones that a lil' thin
The ones that's doin' reps of 10 jackin' off to Lil' Kim
No Limit beef nigga
No Limit street
No Limit west nigga
No Limit east
I spit fire
You know hot shit melt the wire
Off yo chain
Get it right it's not a game
I'm not the talkin' type
I throw slugs to the brain
Run up in spots
Make 'em point out the cain
Go outta town hustle
Switch up the slang
Down South with Silkk and Circuit just doin' it man
Puttin' in work
Come on son you bound to get hurt
I'm on some other shit
I roll around in a hurse
Run up on ya
Put a couple rounds in yo shirt
Undertaker leave you face down in the dirt
A frown and a smirk
Shit I'll put you down when it's worth
That goes for anybody walkin' on the face of this earth
Think the audio tight wait till y'all see the video
Y'all gon' need a telescope to see us niggas with dough
I done copped dope with prison dough and locked the block
Till the cops came with glocks and tried to rock my spot
Anything I see I want I cop don't talk to the cops
40 grand on a drop-top right off of the lot
Want what I got make a nigga ? blocks
On the block in the spot with razors cuttin' down blocks
They gon' catch me with a glock somebody's socks get rocked
I ain't dealin' on the rock I'ma have to be shot
Shot and dropped any way my gun get to pop
I'ma be on night watch bangin' out with the cops
I get paid look every time I cuss
Speak the truth every time I bust
Niggas still talkin'
I ain't got time to fuss
When I come through you ain't got time to duck
I'm a thug
Everything about me says that
Been real even way back
Only spit the truth dog
I only look to state facts
You still talkin' (bbrrddd)
Take that
I told you this time look I'ma lock the summer
I'ma roll through NY and rock the Tunnel
Look hop out the Benz
Hop into a Hummer
What the fuck I'm doin' it for look if not for money
Always been real
Never been fake
Always been a playa
Ain't never gon' hate
Concert ? tour like 70 a day
I was cool with 6
It's all because of you I know what hot boys do
And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do
It's all because of you I know what hot boys do
And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do
It's all because of you
I know what hot boys do and that's why I don't trust 'em
I make sure it's all about me ain't even trying to love 'em
cuz I know you're type hot boys don't wanna do right
Screwing everything then have the nerve to wanna have a good wife
nah bump that baby get ya sneakers and ya beeper
let the door knob hit ya
I bought this house ya heard me I'ma shine without ya mista
it's the biggest Mama Mia X independent bringing weight to
the table I'm financial stable and able
to let you know what I'm not gone tolerate
pay for everything I got you can't throw shit
in my face wait a minute let me finish my name ain't Sparkle
no promises from ten years ? only sees one kind of mista
on a mission paper chasing building things with a sister
I get caught up in my rapture ? got you like a groupie
gimp but you ain't getting inside ride with me
oh no floss of my dough floss me on your arm
boo I don't think so fantasize about the sex
even lie on your I suck what rode who nah
I ain't that chick think yall can screw beaucoup hoes same time
have a wife giving broads two bills they think they living the life
I rather stack my own digits make my world and spin in
and call you just another citizen living in it ya heard me?
It's all because of you I know what hot boys do
And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do
It's all because of you I know what hot boys do
And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do
It's all because of you I know what women they do and umm...
everything my homie said turned out to be tru
either ya too easy or ya too greedy I can't figure it out
I'm like forget it who need it
if I wasn't Silkk the Shocker would like really try to sweat me
I always had girls but not like Halle and Vanessa
calling me on three talking about how they gon' do me
shit I love my fans but I ain't gone be messing with yall groupies
or either you hoochies
coming to my concert talking about
Silkk if you bout it you would and showing me they coochie
I'm like back up but see I might mess with em put my trust in em
I just trust em to be women ya heard me?
now see my car and she was like I ain't got no plans
see my crib and stuff and she was like I ain't got no man
if I give her a gift she be like girl that fool is laying
if I give her a kiss she be like that's my man he love he just be playing
so I might give you a gift but don't think I'm a trick
I just like to treat real women like they my number one chick
but I know when a women ain't tru black
so when she mess up Ibe like I already knew that
you why cuz women do that ya heard me?
It's all because of you I know what hot boys do
And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do
It's all because of you I know what hot boys do
And it's all because of you I know what hot girls do
It's all because of you I know what hot boys do
It's all be-cause of you I know what women do
It's all because of you I know what hot boys do
It's all because of you I know what women do
and everything homie said bout you was tru what
Yo, uh Silkk, we gonna dedicate this one to all the hoes out there
I aint calling every woman a hoe, but, uh, if the shoe fits wear it
Cause uh
Tell me what you think after you talk to one of these stupid hoes
Tell me how you feel after you fuck one of these stupid hoes
Uhhhhhhhh!
Do you feel the same, some hoes want your change
Hoes been chasing niggas, rolling on thier thangs
They look for dope dealers, ballers and hustlers
See real bitches hate busters
Some bitches'll let you fuck em till they bleed
Uh, but rats like cheese
You see, pussy stretch em out
You go raw, and hoes make childs
And then the game, it aint no thing
But it's a shame cause a hoe in it for one thing
They after big timers with big papers, Biz Markie make vapors
But see these hoes will hate you if they know that they can't break you
Some of these hoes need to shut thier fucking mouth
Wishing for a new car and don't have a house
Don't play no games trick, keep my name about your mouth
You say you hate me, but at the show you damn near passed out
Wanting me to pay your rent but not your relatives
You mad at me, your baby daddy don't claim your kids
You wanna baller to fall for you
But after a nigga fuck you, he don't even call you
Dollar signs in your eyes hoe
Claiming you a virgin, but on tape you fuckin big Mo
You rippin round town, you say you fucked a TRU nigga
I ask P and Silkk, they say they couldn't remember
You or your name, you stupid hoe
So get your kids, get your drawers, and hit the door
Hoe, I aint got time for these bitches
Stupid biatch
Uhhhhhh
Now would I see if I fucked these hoes man cause P calls them a trip
Lookin at me like a big old dollar sign figure them hoes can get rich
Now everybody worrying and shit, looking all stupid and shit
Niggas be acting soft
When I met her she was cool as fuck
all of a sudden everybody got a fucking problem
Now, why you worrying about what kind of car that I got
Conversating with those tricks, you talking shit,
been looking at my rings and my watch
Now after you hit it, look this trick, who you giving the cold shoulder
And after you get your nut, then you be like mad as fuck
Look at her be like man, it's more over
So you be sad when she there, and you be glad when she left
And you be mad when she around so you pack your bags and stuff
These hoes like a diamond
and be wearing things for free, but I'm a put them in they place
Man them hoes be cool at first,
then turn fucking crazy like a guest on Ricky Lake
I'll play the game for what it's worth nigga, lil G done keeping composure
I'm a soldier, when I go on a date I'm a bring guns, fuck bring roses
These hoes a trip
Ha ha, yeah
What these hoes don't realize
They don't realize that uh,
if we was to give a bitch something, even if it was a few G's
It really ain't nothing
It aint nothing but pocket change to us nigga
Can't break the bank baby
And uh, treat these hoes like fiends
Give them just enough, so they'll come back
Bitch, I don't need you, you need me
Yeah..
I Don't Know What Heaven Like
But I know what it is to be here
And While I'm here, I'm gonna do whatever it takes to survive
And hope that, when God judge me
He judge me by my heart and not by my actions
Shhh let them know what heaven like.
I really wanna know what's Heaven Like
(wanna know what's heaven like)
If I closed my eyes, will I see a better life
(gotta be a better place than this)
Is there no more pain suffering or strife
(I need to know, I need to know)
Lord, please see me cry and tell me what's heavens like
(what's heaven like)
Dear God I wrote you a letter, but I know its not needed
See I'm cool and all, but could you help out all my people (please)
There are kids dying and starving, I wish somebody would feed em
Nobody playing their part, everybody being greedy
I got letters from jail with my homies tears on it (tears on it)
Put his last years on it
Sometimes I feel haunted
Is Heaven a place like I ain't never been
And is Heaven a place where we don't ever sin
And if there is a Heaven, what answers will find us best
So I can tell my auntee with cancer she can finally rest (rest in peace)
Through it all I'm just trying to remain bein a soldier
I thought I saw you but it was night time
I don't know if I was woke or dreamin or was I in my right mind
I wonder how many people have questions like mine
Is Heaven for everybody and all of my people
And everybody who left us on earth so we get finally meet em.
I just wanna know why, I be missin my block
And I wonder what happened to people like Biggie and Pac.
Cuz if there is a Heaven, I'm sure everbody wanna know.
And if there is a place like this, I'm sure everyone wanna go.
Im tired of struglin and husslin not knowing where to go...
Im tired of struglin and husslin not knowing what for...
Cuz see this life will get u fed up (fed up)
Picture me telling my mom and dad to keep their head up
Telling them its gonna be alright, when I knowing its not
Telling my homie he's gonna be alright, when I knowing he's shot
I wonder what he saw before he died that would leave him shook
And should I believe everything I read in books
God, just gimme some time
If not, gimme a sign (lemme know)
What's Heaven like
There's so many question I wanna ask
But one day ain't enough (for real)
I just wanna help my people out man
Money aint about nothing
Damn, it's mad shorty's up in here
I don't all them just one girl that can do it all
Yeah I feel what chu' say
Now where them girls that be laid up, gettin' tanned on the beach
Right Here, Right Here
I like them them girls that be in shape and right in petite
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
I want a girl to be nice and real sexy
That's what I'm talkin' bout, Yeah Ma, You comin' wit me
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
I like them wearin' G-Strings, The one's that let you see things
One's that call you on the phone, Just to let you hear things
Generous, willingly, giving, you know just wanna share things
Havin' competition, always wanting to compare things
Like mine is better than just doin' real things
Beautiful chicks and flicks who like to lick things
Colorful chicks with hips who like to grip things
Sneak you in the backdoor, Give you what chu' asked for
Sayin' ya name, lettin' you know that that's yours
Like the way we creep and duck, Love the way I beat it up
Like the way I speed it up, Just long as her feet is up
Not from the streets but have a that in her
Cute but thuggish like have a little brat in her
Show me when she learn stuff, No when to turn it up
Never fake, No it take, That's what I'm lookin' for
Toe the censore, look her thighs is winter
Told her it was sky's the limit
And if her back was anything like rims, She'd be ridin' 20
Told her she gone look infinty, Plus she gone good in Bently's
Introduce her to the family, Sit next to me at the grammy's
Our life you gone be caked up, You just gone like to wake up
You wannna fight to make-up
Can't have em' like I hate you, I hate you, I hate you
I'm tall I'm like em' short to, where they come to my chest
And wit high heels, look, come to my neck
Got a lot of money in this world, I don't some of it
Got a lot of girls in this world, but look I only need one of em'
You know the girl who I choose her closet cuddled in furs
Keep your head up boo,
Girl feel me, and if you love me, you gon' love me till they kill me
Girl feel me, girl feel me, I'm a thug, but love me till they kill me
Girl feel me, feel me, I'm a thug, but girl, love me till they kill me
Feel me, girl feel me, and if you real, you gon' love me till they kill me
Your friends try to tell you bout the things I do,
They say I'm just too damn hard for you,
All your friends think I'm just too thuggish for you,
But I can do what no other man can do
Look
Wanna let this thuggish nigga in?
Scared of the life, that I lead
Can't change addicted to smokin' weed,
Can't change addicted to havin' g's,
See, you wait patient knowin' you could be draped in gold
I can't deny, me an' you go together, like daytons, and vogues
It's hard to find a true girl, that's a soldier
See when I was in jail, you come see me
When I was at home, you come over
And see, you don't like to gamble,
But this one you can win
Knock knock on the door
Knock knock once more
This thuggish g's in
It's just the thug in me, girl
They say I'm making too much cash
It's just the thug in me, girl
They say I'm living much too fast
It's just the thug in me, girl
Your friends say I'm just too bad
It's just the thug in me, girl
Your people hope this thing wont last
Girl feel me, girl feel me
And if you real boo, you gonna be there till they kill me
Girl feel me
And you were just too damn ghetto for me, (Girl feel me)
All my friends thinkI'm just too good for you
(But if you love me, be here till they kill me)
I always think of ways to be with you (Girl feel me, or love me till they kill me)
Oh baby
I guess it's just this thug livin'
Got so scared, don't give me a hug
Don't let your guard down, till one day, you might fall for this thug
Pendin' the chances tryin' to get rich
You don't even much trip
But you get mad, when I call, females a bitch
When I first met ya
You were so, ha, scared to react
But now when there's drama, you talk about step back
And pass me the strap
It's so much pain, in this game
When I close my eyes
I'll be mad at the world, sometimes I take it out on your thighs
Now I wanna change
But I can't stand being broke
So if you wanna be there for me,
Look alive, recognize, my man Shocker
Money, power, fame, ya know I'm saying, whatever
But listen, who you really do this for Shocker?
Tell em what you really do this for
This for my thug niggas (huh), what, my drug dealers
From the pound to mix around, hard to give you a hug niggas
For my key and a half niggas
Facing 10 but took a plea for 3 and a half niggas
For niggas who look the four corners, sit in the dark
Ghetto shit, ghetto niggas, the ones that spit when they talk
Shit, nigga put shots, better believe they be hitting your heart
I can't stop, everything that I drop
what they doing?, hitting the charts
This for the real, the fake I just can't respect y'all
This for the one with the 3 hearts in the cut
only use the phone to make collect calls
This for my real niggas that be holding they ground
In the middle of the projects, still holding it down
For my Thurston House niggas
The triple beam niggas
The ones that scheme niggas
To get the cream niggas
I mean the ones by any mean niggas
The ones that keep it real, that keep the steel
Always survive, gotta ride nigga, creep to chill
To all my East niggas, my West niggas
my South niggas, my North niggas
The ones with no heart niggas
the ones that set it off from start niggas
The ones like me, that's popping in the game
If you tell em once, they ain't listening
I come back, and I'm popping them things
The ones who put lies in they names, so hit the block
See that biggest nigga, tell that, yo, nigga you gotta raise up off the spot
You got til 12 o'clock to raise up
good bye or I'm coming back with the gauge up
For all my niggas that be like Silkk's my dawg
For all y'all niggas that be hating, I be like fuck all y'all
This for my niggas
This my motherfucker, ya heard me?
Yeah, Shocker, Shocker, Shocker, yeah.
Friend, friend, friend
What? Huh? Huh? Huh?
This for niggas like P
I mean niggas like C
Niggas down the bars, niggas that's down to ride for me
I put in your chest, put in your vest, put you to death
I don't give a fuck, I feel like I'm a second from my last breath
Nigga fuck, I mean
this is for my niggas who gotta like, pay they rent
Before, they just reach in they pocket and all they see is lint
This for my niggas
Y'all know this for my...
Niggas
This for my, this for my
Niggas
This who I do it for, this for my, this for my
Keep it moving
Yeah, my real niggas and my real bitches
Keep it moving, y'all
Keep it moving, y'all
This for my, this for my
My niggas who be thugging, my niggas who be struggling
My niggas who be hustling, all my dawgs, I don't care which color
This for my real niggas, my ill niggas, my chill niggas
My niggas who down and dirty, the ones who get it how they live niggas
My niggas with little dough, like T and Little Joe
Want to congratulate ya, don't hate ya, `cause ya got a little more
For my No Limit niggas, my project niggas
My out there niggas (Where my niggas at?)
Respect that nigga (Where my niggas at?)
This for my balling niggas, my shot calling niggas
All my niggas, especially my New Orleans niggas
This is for my rowdy niggas, my bout it niggas (Bounce!)
Silkk the Shocker live, (Shocker live nigga) nigga
For real, I know we from different sides and all
and I ain't even gon lie, I'm a thug
but i got a guestion for you
could you see yourself fallin for somebody like me
what's up?
So what you wanna do
a girl like me, a guy like you
what we could do
it's whatever baby anything that we want to
will i fall for a thug like you
Could you see yourself fallin for somebody like me and um
in fact if you could
i got money now
can you see yourself if you had to move back up in the hood
now during sex lay there i'ma have to ask if it's good
this rap stuff stressful let's go see if we can relax in the woods
when i first met you at the bus stop lookin all shy-like
tellin your friend how much that you hated my type
but I'm ready to change,
I'm willin to put the game on it, put the range on it
put powerful things on it
sooner or later probably have tattos with my name on it
now look i like to live fast, addicted to cash, the 45 on the dash
and you know me, if you know me, o.g. i'm down to act bad
i need a more than a friend but not quite a relationship
a girl when i come off tour i can't wait to get with
not the stupid chick the one i probably could vacation with
you gotta go somewhere you know what boo go ahead
take the six
now you gotta make a choice either wrong or right
you tried before maybe you just need a thug in your life
what's up
You keep, keep on askin me
if I, say if I wanna be with you
the tough part is to think i could
fall for some body like you
You advanced, took a couple chances and shit
chances with bricks, couple chances now you sittin in
mansions and shit
you done gambled with this thug and won
you know what i'm sayin it's thug life
cock the glock, pop the glock, drop the top and run
I can't change I'm to deep in it so let me know if you wit me
can't make no promises but if we make it thru boo
then sky's the limit
we on the west on the beach, we takin trips to the east
takin shoppin sprees 'til they damn near hurt our feet
got you a five when you like smashed the four
didn't even wreck it you just laid there and scratched the door
step out the house it's more like a fashion show
anything and everything you want you got that you ain't even gotta
ask no more...imagine that
It never really mattered too much to me
that you were just too damn ghetto for me
all my girls think i'm not quite ready for you
so now i try to sneak away to be with you
Every woman need a down man
Every man need a down chick
Watch your so-called friends
Watch them niggas you hang around with
I need somebody I can be serious with
I need somebody I can clown with
It's thug love and I think I found it
Will I fall
for this thug
Uh-huh, yo let me get some of that man
Look, I think I can fuck something
I'm tryin' to find out what's up with you
See, for real
What-what
Seem like a thug to me
You know I like what I see
Can you see yourself creepin' with a girl like me
I like it rough on the hush so nobody won't see
You say you like it thuggish
I'm as thug as it gets
I see you checkin' me out when I pull up with the clique
I seen the others but I'm like yo what's up with this chick
Sized you up by the slightest ? touchin' yo hips
See that's my big brother yep I learned the game from him
So whatever I give to you look the same to yo friend
You know I stay thugged out the second I came in
Meet me again you could but look the chance is slim
And if you got a problem with yo man
We can put the gat to him
Got a boyfriend tonight
If it's done right then you won't go back to him
See I knew you was tryin' to find where the dollars at
If you feel how I feel and it's real then holla back
Boy I want you
I'm diggin' on yo thugged out style
You know you got it
Up in the club drivin' me wild
Boy I gotta have it
So you can tell me what's up for tonight baby
But keep it on the hush
Why you clockin' me?
Look like you jockin' me
Why you jockin' me?
Look like you watchin' me
Why you sweatin' me?
Look like you hot to me
Tell you like this
Once I start ain't no stoppin'
We start this thang off by a shoppin' spree
You still be messin' with them lame girls if not for me
You know I'm the type to attract drama
And I'm probably not the type you can bring home to mama
But look I told ya
It's No Limit
Girl I'm a soldier
So roll with it
Fuckin' with you so look hit me up
Here's my number on the under later I'm pickin' you up
Sizz Shocker
Son of a oh
You ready whodi; let's go to war
Na Na Na (uh-ha, uh-ha)
Y'all niggas in trouble now (uh-ha, uh-ha)
Y'all niggas shouldn't have fucked around (uh-uh, uh-uh)
No Limit gone shut this down
They got something to fear now
Cause look dude ain't kidding around
No Limit geared down
(They been waiting) but I'm here now
You seen big Four Wheelers but none like these
Many before me dog but none like me
I got a band but dog I'm still a bastard getter
And this time talking about something like a classic hitter
Fuck with niggas who live their whole life in the gutter
I tell you strait uh uh uh uh ain't like I stutter
When the raps go down dog I can rely on the streets
They got to really rap know dog ain't no more relying on beats
Niggas don't wont their girl around me thinking I'm a steal they chick
Insecure niggas don't wont to see their girl on my diss
Try to keep up like VROOOM! when I pass them up
In 4 of them nigga that's what's up
Have them saying money wise ain't nobody fucking with slim
In rap wise Mike how you feel about me: Yo I ain't fucking with him
Y'all in my got to go get it, me I'm ready to spit
I don't think y'all niggas ready for this
But come on
Don't never count us out
This only the begin Ha-Ha
That's why we winning
We smarter than y'all and we got to much paper
What, What, What
South, North, East, West
What (huh) What (huh) What (huh) What (huh) What
What you thought c'mon
What y'all bout
Cash and riches - something like Jags and 6's
What y'all hate
How niggaz stunt and front when they know that they fake
What y'all love
How No Limit keep it real stay ridin' on dubs
What y'all say
G's up hoes down
My world nigga my way
Look since I was gone for a sec
They don't really know what to expect
I say when you dealin' with me
Look expect the best
Fuck with anything of mine and you can expect death
If I give 1 and there's 10 in the clip
You can be expectin' the rest
I tell niggaz look don't even bother investin' in vests
When there's head shots why you thinkin' bout protectin' yo chest
I took a year off but that was just to invest cash
But now I'm back to make the block hottter nigga with the best bags
When you successful you know you find yourself in some hate shit
But you know how I do haters
I dodge them like I was the Matrix
Shorty like "You changed ever since you lashed out"
"Silkk, you spoiled" What you expect ma I'm the last child
Got girls like sayin' "Look at Silkk, he becomin' a man"
Niggaz don't like me
All of a sudden they becomin' a fan
From last year to this year
How he got that cold?
I can say what the fuck I want
How he got that bold?
I worked all my life nigga
How he got that rich?
I tried for 2 years
How he got that chick?
You know how easy it is nigga to steal a nigga chick
Why they frontin' in 4's and 5's just pull up in a 6
You know I don't say much
Nigga stay in the cut
If my hair grow fade it up
Now I let my shit grow and braid it up
You know when I step out the house make sure my motor-bike tight
Come through the hood on one wheel like motor-bike Mike
Car look like something look you done seen on James Bond
And a Navigation system for spots that I can't find
You know I banged one time
But these niggaz changed they mind
Everything I got shine
If not it ain't mine
C'mon
You better shut up before you get robbed and done
I got killaz on the payroll they cause they have a job for 6 months
Yeah I got money but dog I still play in the jet
Keep a K and a Teck
Tank stay on my neck
It ain't nothin' that I want and see and I just cannot have
I like to go into the mall (??) and I just cannot grab
Like a good lookin' girl you just cannot have
Cause if I ain't got dough, I just cannot laugh
You know me, looked relaxed laid down in a jet
One woman man but look I ain't really found her yet
Wanna hate us
Simple fact, we caked up
Mother fucking M - R - period
MR. Master P
MR. No Limit Records
Cause we selling shit out the walls
My nigga Silkk
Ya'll gonna call him
MR. Silkk the Shocker
After this mother fucking shit
Ya'll better believe that
Mother fucking M - R - period
Don't call that nigga shit
Check this out
Yah heard me?
MR. lady-hitter
MR. hit the momma and the baby sister
MR. creep to the house while you out and hit the baby-sitter
WHAT?
You don't wanna mess with me
MR. like jaw-shaker
MR. always been bad
MR. always wanna tag
MR. like umm law-breaker
MR. sneak on up
Or should I say
MR. like rob a nigga
MR. No Limit affiliated
Or should I say
MR. like mob figure
MR. like trigger happy
Or should I say
MR. like gun powder
MR. I don't love them hoes
MR. I be finished in like 1 hour
MR. always wear a condom
Or should I say
MR. like Latex
Never go bare
I don't care
MR. call me like safe sex
MR. Silkk
Or should I say
MR. I'ma shock the world
If you can't find your old lady
MR. I got your girl
MR. Versache wear
MR. I got you there
MR. infared
Where ever the dot go
MR. I'm gonna pop you there
MR., MR., MR. who I be
If you can't call me MR.
DON'T CALL ME!
Call me what the fuck you want
As long as you got MR. in front
See I be quick with them hands
So you can call me
MR. handy man
My brother
MR. ice cream
You can call me
MR. candy man
MR. money maker
MR. honey taker
MR. funeral director
Turn a nigga off
MR. under taker
MR. i got em cheap
So you can call me
MR. wholesale
MR. its the for sure sale
Got girls from California like Oakdale
You might see me here
You might see me there
But I be in like two places
I be mugging
I be smiling
MR. like two faces
I got a house thats white
And D.C. ain't my resident
It's like I run the whole world
So I don't know why you call
MR. president
MR. like cocaine
MR. key but never dope
MR. if I had a drugstore be a pharmacist on the block
MR. dopeman
MR. like glock hood
If i was army
MR. tops off
To my block
MR. black hole
MR. if you ain't got my money
MR. shop closed
Bitch I ain't no boy man
I don't play with toys man
Unless you wanna count this AP 9 sitting up in my draws man
Take a pause man
Bitch I'm all man
How you know that shit nigga?
Ask your girl
Last night I was up in them draws man
MR. like tough that
MR. like rough neck
MR. break head boards fool
MR. like rough sex
MR. like 2 for 20
MR. like St. Ides downer
If your sac ain't fat fool
MR. i'm gonna straight up clown ya
MR. Lexus
MR. diamond ring and necklace
MR. hoopties and wreckless
MR. like Bone
Bigger than Texas
Never no MR. peace keeper
Move like the MR. grimreaper
When I come looking for you
MR. heat seeker
And when I find you
MR. street sweeper
What?
And when you see me
You best not be tripping
You bet it be Silkk
Or you best call me like MR.
Last Year I was the help, This year I'm the boss
You don't like it? Fuck ya'll, they'll find ya'll niggas lost
Fuck with real niggas, mob figures, not tru niggas that's soft
I talking about visiting some of you niggas, some of you niggas is talk
I always been a made man starting I was a teen
Through the streets where I knew how to hustle
so the Don put me down on his team
Told me ya down to take a chance
Ya gotta be down to dirty dance,
If so the world can be yours, so I put my life in his hands
I know I'm up in the game but I learned quickly
Told me to live good but wouldn't give it up when they come to get you
Told me never make moves with your heart
Never snitch if you get caught,
never trust nobody a 100 percent realize anybody can be bought
Everybody got a price
Money's nothing without power, respect, loyalty it's a way of life
You've been chosen to be the Made Man everybody gotta turn
but it's rules to this shit that everybody gotta learn
So go from poverty to riches
before I rule, choose my girl
Today it's the streets, tomorrow I rule the world.
I want the world the and everything up in it
No settling this time, this time, the sky's the limit
Power, loyalty, respect, from the cradle to the grave
I wanted to rule and I did, the day I was made, I'm a Made Man
I want the world the and everything up in it
No settling this time, this time, the sky's the limit
Born leader, cradle to the grave
I wanted to rule and I got my chance the day I was made, I'm a Made Man
I want the finer things, the cars, house, and diamond rings
wait patiently cause I know that time will bring it
I'm a Made Man touch it no mo, I don't touch no coke
I'm a made man, fuck it, I don't even show up for court
Judge tried to give me ten
pointed the middle finger cause I thought he was trippin
I can tell him why every nigga I had beef with, them niggas wind up missing
Used to be broke but now it's nothing but dollar signs
Used to be convicted felonies
but now if I get convicted it's white collar crimes
Shit never been nervous, if I was never let it show
Cause of my baby face I did a lot of crime but they let me go
usually females come to get me
never ever leave no witnesses
If i gotta do it, it gotta get done, nothing personal just business
A Made Man with a vision, learned to master the system
My family never seen me, I just send them presents on Christmas
I want the world, take trips to Reno stop in the Casino
make a lot of loot, have suits designed by Valentino
I want the world and everything up in it, when I said it I meant it
Time to ride high but this time the sky's the limit
Some it feels like my last line, my last rhyme
gave the world to little brother never been nothing but the last Don
Oh Yea
I aint trying to come at you wrong(let me hit it)
I wanna know if its cool(504 boys wanna hit it)
2 of my boys(man we)
Let me hit
let me get it
let me hit
let me hit (let me hit it)
I went in the room
and saw a girl I aint seen in a long
ass time
I said how you doing
what cha doing
Damn you got fine
I dont know about you but
dis its cool to fuck
actually it being night
my whole life its cool to fuck
? brand it and sand it
what
plan b so let get
let me hit it
(take this)
fucking right he did
lets start this
Im still heartless
dont fall in love
I think you heard
got baby
like record label drop artist
I think that shit love better somtin nice
lil preppie chick
but I still wanna wrap
bets night than a hug
Im bout to get
as a motha fucka
guard tha sets and get it
come back now roll it fat and let me hit(pass the weed)
Let me hit
Let get it
turn around give it to
already know what I want
Fuck all that beat around tha bush
make up yo mind
Bitch do what you dont
9 times out of 10
them jackers sit here
probally you dont
id rather pull a bitch drows to the side and smell here funky
pussy stunk
I aint tripping on the stupid
Id rather have a good time in this bitch
trying to get my smoke on
what you got cigarettes
(ah thats it the bitch got to be stopped hold)
I still got a guard left over from last night
Damn I like to forgot
I dont blow no joes
But inhale some weed smoke
Id rather be hitting you from the back
if you really dont know
she said my periods down
Ita be gone in a minute
then she said
I thought you had some weed
then tha bitch said
Everybody wants to be a mobb figga
It takes more than soldier gear, to be a soldier, nigga
Boy you ain't a gansta, unless you down to ride
(Silkk the Shocker), Made Man, (GC), wise guys
I'm in to win it, sky's the limit, nigga I ball till I fall
I got a click full, its like fuck it, I'm lettin loose all
If you real, you real, if you fake, you fake, ya'll niggas tryin to be
hard
But the problem is you be tryin too hard
It's Silkk the Shocker and GC, meet me uptown
Third ward, CP, apartment 3B
We mobb niggas, we made niggas to real niggas, to rich niggas
Bitch nigga, to the cave nigga
Now ya'll really wanna play nigga
If you going be a soldier, then be a soldier
If you wanna be a thug, then be a thug
Make the right call, can't be a killa and drug dealer, tasty, lights off
You gotta be ready to go all out for the clout
Four in a half, no doubt
If it's a showdown you gotta be prepared to go down
Real niggas make the world go round
And what
It take more than them boys
and where you from to call yourself a click
Nigga we deep as the abyss
Its all about that foolishness
Just let me cross the niggas sayin they want a piece of the GC's
When I release these, I engage to they fucking species
So me me at the BATTLEFIELD motherfucker
Still bout that blocka blocka, still bout that bucka bucka
Still runnin with the hustlers, the gangstas, the killas
The flossers, the ballers, the fucking made niggas
Fucking round right up a mobsta, no second guessin
Most notorious in my profession, murder, no question
Ghetto Commission, oh we made niggas, respect the flame
Thats burnin motherfuckers out the game, ain't nothing but a thang
Mafia reign for '99, niggas sportin such thangs
A pinky rings and the rolies with the diamond bling
Its a money thang, syndicated crime at it's finest
We got NOPD and the feds runnin behind us
These niggas practice what they preach,
fucking beef with Silkk theShocker
Mistah Mistah mistah Halloway, just call a fucking proverb
Split you like you in trama (you want drama)
From the waste up, to the face down,
I'm a fuck around, and that's a motherfucking
My glock goes bang bang, buck when I fuck
We pullin rain, read them diamonds on my takn, nigga that means bank
No Limit, no gimmick, we made motherfuckers, make you spin
We bout to take over the world, if you test us, bitch you finished
My images is dredlocks and glasses, straight up whippin niggas asses
You fuck wione nigga in dis click,
and you gettin dealt with by themasses
We in court and outta court for putting niggas on life support
We ain't about to face no time, bitch we mobsters, we got judges bought
Fuck
Motherfucking wise guys nigga
Made man nigga
What's really happenin?
This shit again for the 99
Silkk The Shocker, Mystikal, and Craig B
It still ain't my fuckin fault
Ya heard me?
(Uh ohhhhhh!)
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
It ain't my fault
(Did I do that)
It ain't my fault
(Did I do that)
It ain't my fault
(Did I do that)
That's right my meat and potatoes come from my lyrical label
I throw my rhymes for No Limit like Jeff George throw for the Raiders
Don't cut the head off a hater, don't cash the check that they paid ya
Jump in a Deville or Mercedes, Lexus or Navigator
Five hundred niggas talkin bout what they goin do, how they goin ruin my day
Not none of them niggas be talkin like that when they come round my way
Hold your mouth as tight as you can, whatever you don't loosen your lip
I make your tightest hardest rapper brush his teeth with my dick
I'm strict, I'm rich, I'm young, I'm black, I'm set
I got it, I hold it, I run it, I do it to death
I'm hot, I'm dirty, I'm oiled, I'm strapped, I'm done
Don't blame it on me if the police find a pistol and blunt
Ahhhhh, lemme get it started, respect that I can finish
You talk about goin to war, if you knowin you can't win
We'll make our money make cash, with no gimmicks
I ride the tank and my back reads No Limit
Mistah rowdy rowdy, write a book about it
Every rhyme, all the time you make a hook about it
Money I count it, but it ain't enough
Heard I had chicks around me, chicks I can't touch
Since I have niggas around me that ain't goin bust
If you ever see like that you know them niggas aint with us
It ain't my fault if my name spell cash
It ain't my fault if your girl got my name tatooed on her ass
It ain't my fault if your concert can't sell out half the show
It ain't my fault if you do twice as much as me and I get half the dough
Yall saw me style, change my flow
Bad money, good money, change my dough
I can't be bought, can't be bought, I didn't do it ain't my fault
Now what
Made man (that's that rapper)
Mistah! (ghetto fabulous)
(Hangin out the door boy) 504 boy
(I bet I got cash) you got to get more boy
(Hit em up, hit the floor boy) Gotta go boy
(I don't die no hoe boy)
That's Nino Brown (G Money) and I'm Vito...boy
Yeah.
From the east coast
To the west coast
North, midwest, southside
All my dawgs
It ain't chall fault, It ain't my fault
Don't be mad at me
I'm makin it happen ya heard me?
We can't stop now bitch!!!
We can't stop,
and you can't stop us,
so bitch don't try.
We TRU soldiers, we don't die,
we don't die, we don't die.
I'm bout my paper, my paper,
important people on my pager.
I might not drink Alize',
but I'll smoke you under the table.
Don't make me peel your potato,
don't make the devil your neighbor.
I MIGHT NOT BE NOTHING TO YOU,
BUT I'M THE SHIT ON THIS LABEL!!!
Five hundred words might make it hard to digest what I say,
but five up in the morning, see me on the billboards
y'all gonna keep it that way.
Hold on as tight as you can,
whatever you do, don't loosen your grip,
not only are they anticipating your every move
they're waiting for you to slip!!!
But like I told you before, we not gonna fall, put a banana in the tailpipe,
I'm not bout livin' in no six by six, wearing no muthafuckin' jail stripes.
Been Bout It from the start nigga, we raw nigga,
you don't wanna, go to, war nigga.
We superstar niggas,
you know who we are niggas.
From poverty in the projects,
to livin' large niggas.
It take one hell of a combination, to get what we got,
we soldiers on a mission, and you can't stop us!!!
Nigga wanna START SHIT,
that they know they can't finish.
By far niggas wanna go to war,
but they know when they ain't winning.
Fixin' to keep this bitch jumpin, like a muthafuckin', second line,
Been Bout It, and I'll be rowdy, and you gonna know it by my, second rhyme.
No Limit chain around my neck, so check, and respect the sign,
y'all wanna play, but I guarantee that you won't play, a second time.
Sometime I'm in camoflauge and sometime I'm in all black,
y'all wanna go to war with us, wit you knowin' we all strapped!!!
Fuck it, pop it, don't stop it, cuz I drop, by no means, look,
bitches dyin' like a dope fiend, while he have on a pair of old jeans.
Nigga what? Pistols we all got, sometimes it's all glocks,
keep one in the chamber for danger and make sure they all cocked.
Went from a, small knot to a tall knot,
nigga please, I got all the G's for breakin' these Ki's down to all rocks.
Blow up the spot till it's all hot, surround the world together cuz y'all not,
nigga we ain't gon stop jus cuz y'all stop then it's our props.
If you wanna get it started, then let's started, but let's do it right,
but if you wanna get started, get started, let's do it TONIGHT!!!
Give me that nine, that clip
Ain't no talking to my 9, `cause bitch I'm bout to sop you up
Twist the cap back, put one up in the chamber
Your life in danger, I'm busting caps upon a total stranger
Better believe I be creeping
Detectives wonder how I hit your house and the rest of the block,
they still sleeping
Straps all in your window, puffing up on some endo
Surprise, surpise, nigga look at what you in for
Only if my 9 could talk
Only if my 9 could talk
Don't, don't, don't leave no witnesses to this homicide
O-o-o only if my 9 could talk
Only if my 9 could talk
Don't, don't, don't leave no witnesses to this homicide
Now imagine me slipping up on my murder gloves
Now imagine me got a 9 with a silencer and I'm in a bout it club
I want soda `cause niggas be snitching
I put blood up on his Polo, gots him screaming like bitches
Now it's gonna be, kinda like, hard to see me
Disappear like a genie
When I reappear, nigga you see nothing but my beam
And I'm gonna hits that nigga for one mill
These shots I pop, he drops, and uh, that's like a done deal
You could consider that nigga a disaster area
Call his mom for a black dress
consult his family members to be the pallbearers
You fucks with mine, I'ma leave that nigga shaking
Flatline, CPR, I don't think that nigga made it
Some call it murder, I call it 1-87
Some call it robbery, bitch, I call it 2-11
See, hand me that duffle bag full of hot guns
First nigga runs up, guns up, that head gonna catch some hot ones
I run this shit like the White House
You like some white out
Tonight's the night, it's getting dark, bitch it's lights out
When I shoot, I'm never gonna miss
17 in my spot, 17 in my gloc, 17 niggas I'm gonna hit
I be a specialist like Sharon Stone
A bad boy like Al Capone
An assassin like Sylvester Stallone
Only if you could live, but you ain't
Only if my 9 could talk, but it can't
Steped out my house wit some Daniel Greens on
House wit Versace and shit but I just throw some jeans on
Picked up my phone,called my niggas but they wasnt at home
Shit mo like this(beep,beep)leave a message after the tone
Front back side to side in my 64 just cause I rap everyboby see me everybody
start to hit the floor
I be like ugn ugn dog I don,t do that shit no mo
Everybody come on everybody get they jewels and wallets and shit evrybody get
up of the floor
See I got a benz I can choose either the white or the black one
Dollar billz I stack um
Hallz full of platnium
Ugh un and ya'll don't want to try to jack son
Last nigga that tried,he died
Wish you could ask him
Use to walk In the bank be like I know he a thief
Now I walk to cash my checks with no I.D.
Everything I drop picture this It got to be sick
Like he ain't far from C.E.O. so that nigga got to be rich
Put It like this every week of the year cop me a six
Do the sports year one year then cop two lottery picks
I'm tryin to ball I could give a fuck what yall got
My motto Is why get a car when I can buy the car lot
If It don't make dollas It don't make sense
If It don't make dollas then It just don't make sense
If It don't make dollas It don't make sense
I'm bout to represent I'm to get presidents
It's like mo money mo money mo money
No Limit the only way to go know why cause that's foshow money
I went from, holdup I'm trippin ahhhhhhhhhh oh yea I know I went from rolex's
to better rolex's
The plane kind to the kind with big head bezel's
Cutlass to benzes to a house on the hill
Worth more than a mill and I still keep It reel
I got more style nigga than haircuts
Let my nuts hang to the floor they bigger that beer nuts
Now you can ask p when you she him he'll tell ya dog I'm priceless
That's why my jewel's and shit will remain iceless
Now either your with me or against me dog
You did'nt like me before you really ain't gone like me no why I ain't
begining to ball
I did charge It to the game nigga In less than two weeks
So I'm a take my time on made man and do It In 3
Now when I rap ya'll gone to have to feel my flow
Other rap niggas make one hit and never hear them no mo
That could never be me though
Before I stop silk the shocker then turn C-E-O
Money money money thats all I know
I'm trying to figure out I'm trying to have enough to get all my dogs up out
the ghetto
It's like mo money mo money mo money no limit the on way to go
Cause that's foshow money
If It don't make dollas then I don't want to make It
If it don't have four or five zero's behind it I don't wan't to take It
If it's a lexas why get a three when I can get a four
Why drive a five when I can drive a six
If It's the dope game why buy a once when I can buy a brick
Instead of buying a four I brought a four five so I can hide my wrist bitch
See most of my time Is spent up in the air
Hello
(Hello, Hey wassup)
I'm just chillin Wassup wit you
(Nothin I just was callin to see what you was doing
cus you know i have 2 tickets to the game and i wanted to see did you want
to go)
Well I'm in the studio right now working on this song nahmean?
(Oh forreal well go head do your thang)
A'ight that's my people on the other line
I'm gonna talk you later a'ight
Hello
(Hey where you at)
at the studio
(Man you and that studio make me sick)
Man you trippin
(You need to come home)
FOR WHAT!!
(Cuss i need to go shopping)
Aight i'm gonna come home right now a'ight
(Naw Naw forget it just stay where you at and when
you do decide 2 come home bring me a ring or something )
I might change this bullshit man bye man
Girl I think i wanna be with you
But it's something that I just can't do
I wanna be faithful
See that's just me what i'm going through
I know i ought to be with you
know i need you but i can't keep you
I got to maintain my cool
Maybe i'm a fool
Can't keep you
Yo Yo Yo I never was the type to stress
Get It off my chest
yall can deal
if yall was real
yall can fill in the rest
we both say yes
guess we were both like phony
jumped in too quick
ideally cus we both was lonely
we go 2 stores and you never peek at the price
Treat you right had a bad day i just greet you with ice
you know Silkk The Shocker hang with the thugs and the dealers
wasn't the realest Never the type to get in to expressing my feelings
I ain't gon lie It wasn't all bad
Some was good
matter fact it was all that'
Sometimes i feel like we just didn't match
Found a friend
But only friend till then you alwayz came first
Never type to creep Alwayz tried to make things work
What What
I wanna be with you but i can't hope you understand and all
Tried to make this thang work
Got knocked you'll be the first person i call
Now with you can be myself
with her it's like i'm living a lie
I do everything for her it seems like she never satisfied
If i give her 3 karats then she probably want four
If I wanna go places then she probably just don't wanna go
Now sometimes I feel like we settled
in the back of our minds
we all feel like we can find something better
Now with you it' like you know me
Like her she really don't understand me
I know I live the way I live
But she's all for changing me
I don't care for girl with no money
When I come home I ain't tryin to cuss
Am I asking for much?
But I can't sit here and pretend
I don't care
To have both yall along
That wouldn't be fair
So if it's a puzzle
I think I maybe just missing a clue
Leave or Stay?
God tell me what's a nigga to do
Wassup
Its time, bitch
Where you from?
I represent
Casket ridin bitch
Fuck off
I'm from that land of the gun slangers
So I get up early in the morning
an exercise nothin but my gun finger, my one finger
I ain't no big ol' nigga but I still get paid
That's all I need is my trigger finger to squeeze the mack (Bloom!)
I'm layin niggas dead in the bushes
These niggas be comin up short I gives a fuck
(What are they?) A bunch of rookies
Nigga, it's time to go, it's time to flow (It's time to ride)
Nigga I hit yo' block, it's time to go!
Nigga I'm from the land where niggas they shoot (Uptown!)
Niggas ain't all bout that talkin, we down to do shit
When it's time to ride best believe I'm gon' ride
An if you on the wrong side, it's on, down to die
I represent
I represent
I represent (Where you from nigga?)
I represent
I represent
I represent
I represent
I represent
I represent (Bout gettin mine)
I'm up early on the dope spot
3rd Ward nigga, I stay hard, nigga, I do shit (Watch yo' back)
Best believe nigga I stay hard
If I'm in that Bay, nigga its Rich-Town
If down South, nigga, the 3rd Ward
I'm best at bein a hustler, I'm all about my mail
Be on the block wit the crack rock, tryin to get most mail
Whole sale if I gots to, chopper close
cuz niggas be tryin to show stop us
But nigga I be some real niggas thats down to ride (TRU!)
A project full of niggas who down to die!
What the fucks next? What the fucks up?
I roll thru yo' block nigga, an post up
An stand up on yo' set, bitch
You step outta line, thats when the Teck's gon' hit ya (Bloom!)
Split yo' ass in half, like a tree
Haha
Ungh! Once a-muthafuckin-gain, me an my nigga Silkk
We gon' show y'all how we mobb
No Limit for life, how we do this shit
West Coast style nigga, from down South, to the muthafuckin hills
Y'all niggas better recognize, y'all better fuckin recognize
I'm tru to da game, Masta P'll be da name
I'm in it for the money, fuck these bitches an the fame
Cuz when you broke bitches get ghost like sideways,
like gold daytons rollin up the highway
On my way to the town to take some cizash,
an if you shizort bitch you in the bizag
I got fifteen in the tank, on my way to Burbank
Fist stealin 5, ready till 5, blowin dank
An still tryin to make a dollar outta fifteen cents
Got the Cutlass full of coffee for no evidence
It's a drought but I got ice cream 16 five, everyday, all day
hit me on the door knob
Cuz we be ballin, bitch we be haulin,
got chickens up the highway from New Orleans
An y'all foo's can't stop the real deal,
an when you see the Tank fool you better guard yo' grill
Cuz No Limit in this to win this,
an got a million soldiers ready to handle business
6 deep is how we mobb, an we tru (Ungh!)
but we'll kill if we have to
Been on the block in the Bay, nigga hop by the tre
Nigga stop at eight, early chop the cake, but not today
cock the K, cuz these busta ass niggas know we not to play
Say hello to the Richmond nigga, East Bay killa
Down South thrilla, quick to fill ya, wit more shells than the sea
More mail than the post office,
these lyrics an dope keep me stayin up like it was coffee
Now stop, pause, take a look
East Bay nigga crook, seven E deuce cut
Ready to buck on any nigga that steps up
I be the man, understand this, skanless niggas get fucked up
Number one on Billboard, bitch, y'all niggas still tryin to come up
Y'all niggas soup, I'm gumbo, ready to rumble, ready to tumble
Yo' girlfriend outta line, I'ma catch her like Columbo
Tongue twistin like an Uzi, y'all niggas can't do me
(Boo-yah, bad man)
Now when I step on the set
They say he did that
Pull up in the six hundred stretch
They say he did that
Presidential wit the baggates
They say he dad that
He did that, (no limit)
He did that.
I got a house with a pool in the back
And every girl I used to know she tryin' to do it wit Mac
And even the ones with them big ol' butts
They become sluts when a nigga ball
Feelin' small cause my middle finger at y'all
Can I ball?, let me take y'all niggas back in '96
When I was two seconds from robbing niggas for they shit
Bustin' niggas in they shit
Privileges from me and my niggas,
til this day ain't nobody seein' my niggas.
There was a line between the real and the fake
But it's gotten thinner, everybody's a pretender
Even people I'm kind ta',
Bitches in my hood yellin', "Where them dollars at?"
"Bitch get's yours!" is what I holler back, cause I'ma mack
Hey, yo Mr Big Paper, you wanna get wit that, don't you?
You ol' dog, always take the girls how much I called you
How I be jockin you,
but you don't be telling them hoes how I be knocking you
Get in them pants and give it to my naggas to
Now when I step on the set
They say he did that
Pull up in the six hundred stretch
They say he did that
Presidential wit them baggetes
They say he did that
He did that, (no limit)
He did that
When I roll up in the stretch, They be like "He did that"
You know there's money involved, we gotta flip that
Tell whodi in the back, I'm tryin' to get that
I'm tryin' to do something to see if she's wit that
So won't you wobble wobble
And watch her shake it shake it
Then drop it drop it, then break it break it
Then I whisper in her ear and tell her what I'm trying to do
Cause I'm a thug girl, even though chicks might find me cute
Fate, I doubt that, me and my soldiers about that
We cock locks and drop the top and hop up out that
Catch me ridin' up in a 4 door Bentley
This chrome look good on 19 but even better on 20's
Tattooed up, this is my click and we a bunch of fools
Boy ya'll gone floss with your lil' jewels,
we make y'all put y'all jewels up(bling bling)
Lil' Tigger we gon bent that
Them call for small for me and my dogs
Them boys goin' to stretch that.
Now when he steps on the six
They say he did that
Pull up in the six hundred stretch
They say he did that
Presidential wit them baggets
They say he did that
He did that, (no limit)
Yo Samm
These niggas can either love us or hate us
Nothin' in between that
In or out ya hear me
Haters (Haters)
What you ain't heard the tank don't stop (We don't stop)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with this (Scream nigga)
No Limit No Limit (What)
Now how the fuck you gon' stop a tank
Tryin' to deny the bank
We comin' through with them choppers choppin' and not a shank
Mac say's World War III
Beware on all streets
We got glocks takin' care of all beef
Fuck fair and all peace
We tried that shit
Tryin' to hide you bitch and stay inside and shit
But we kickin' down doors
Spittin' rounds for
Them fake motherfuckaz stop hatin' motherfuckaz
Only thing you need hot is bullets and fuck you girl
No Limit Soldiers comin' fuckin' up you world
Ain't nobody fuckin' with it
And you can trust that
Niggas stoppin' the tank
Look motherfuck that
I can't believe they ain't heard about
Them boys from the Dirty South
I speak with awkward slang plus I got a dirty mouth
So I'ma stay in this bitch till I get my shit tight
I'm tryin' to be the only nigga to ever get 6 mics
I tell them slow down nigga y'all just sit tight
It's all about triple platinum in this bitch
6 hits ain't right
I see them niggas
Look besides they fake
Number one fans
They get around they boys they try to hide the tape
Ah, you know when I slide in the place
Look at these haters
Look at they eyes and they face
They like them niggas ain't hip-hop enough
They from the South
Got too many gold teeth in they mouth
Them boys country they too rowdy
Plus they too bout it
But we don't give a fuck
We bout to run 2000
So I'm like PLAYAS - get money
A little something something. Lights, camera, action.
One for the G's two to make them jump
Three for the hoes tha be fiedin' for this ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for the ghetto funk
Got 'em fiendin' for the ghetto fuk
Alize whipped up cranked up ouee
Got two freaks in the jacuzze
Wanna do me, me and my homie
I ain't trippin' on a motherfuckin' roni
Hit the club start bumpin' jumpin'
Gat in my drawers and a nigga still humpin'
On this hoe but the bitch can't fee the gat
TRU niggas and you know we fully strapped
Hit the nigga talk shit put they light out
Otherwords X niggas out like whiteout
Roll through the town mob with my niggas deep
Don't give a fuck about those hoes or the police
Got a bee pe on my way to the telly
Stop and get some lobster and steak to feel the belly
Hit the liquor store gots to pick up some gin & juice
Cause you know I got to have my 80 proof
Dank smoke comin' out the windows
Hit the side show bust a nigga in a Pinto
Ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party (what?)
It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
I'm about to fuck me a girl but I'm gonna fuck her friend
Now you know um what you came to do
I be TRU baby don't believe the hype
You know it ain't about me and you
Now if you down with O.P.P. yeah you know me
It ain't no fun if my homies can't have none
Now we share skirt like air frankly I don't care
I hits and run and then I'm up outta there
Now um, baby lately you can't get with me
If (we don't love them hoes) it'all all about my business
Now I really do't care what you like and what you don't
Cause um, The only think I'm trying to is get you drunk
Now I'm a diver but I don't skinny dip, now picture this
A skinny nigger between the hips and I'm about to dip
Off in the traffic smilin' and laughin'
I met that I had that we did that I done that
Bouncin' to the party I just got payed
I'm looking for th finest hoe so I can get layed
I done see more ass than any gynocologist
Smooth like a prism
Got my B and my masters in this playerism
No more then 5 minutes, a chocolate bunny
Now I though she was a fiend cause she wants to suck my dick with honey
Well baby let's discuss this
My name is Big Ed and a nigga get more dick then buckets
See I'm flowin' got more pipe than any plummer
I hit 'em like a monsoon cause a nigga hits like thunder
And I got one creamin' like a Twinkie
I'm a bad man ask a girl and her best friend
I like to bend them
Then I slide on in so if you down with foreplay give me a signal
See I'm true to the game
Yo, god father I come today to ask you a favor
Young Silkk i've always liked you, today before we make
you a made nigga just tell me a little more about yourself
My life started FUCKED up got me lost in the game they
told me i was never going amount to nothing so started
slanging some cane you could love or hate it nigga wanna
see Silkk incarserated they complicated, contomplated that's why
I can't be faded I hate it they sucked up they mad that I made it
Young Silkk overated keep my dope overweighted (?) mercedes respect
with a nigga like I smash hand on four five surrounded by killers and
soldiers and bullet proof glass mob representing linger soliders kiss
my pinky finger my balls camoflauged by this rap singin' drug dealing
made me famous so I'm going to keep on doin' it got used to it the whole
world united for me
Give me the World
I want everything from dollars to cream
Give me the World
Large amounts of money the american dream
Give me the World
High class pussy expensive cars
Give me the World
Finer foods and cuban cigars
Give me the World
Money and power it's my only plan
Give me the World
I won't rest 'til the world's in my hand
Lo ciento mucho, FUCK THAT you came short on my dope cut off one of
your fingers send it in the mail you'll have my money by twelve send
the other four the game designed by me so I can't lose I make if they
don't give me what I want I make them an offer they can't refuse
I pay dues gave a small time for lent I stay in dirt like grass you'll
never find my fucking finger prints don't lie snitches in this game
niggas see men's shoes Floretin is everything can't break the rules
see me kinda man lost a ki of some cane but I can't cry over spilled
milk have to charge it to the game invested large in vegas I roll with
top notch (?) driving jet planes sittin' on yachts all I wanna do is
represent (represent) should i say all I wanna get (do) is presidents
Give me the World
I want everything from dollars to cream
Give me the World
Large amounts of money the american dream
Give me the World
High class pussy expensive cars
Give me the World
Finer foods and cuban cigars
Give me the World
Money and power it's my only plan
Give me the World
I won't rest 'til the world's in my hand
Give me the World
Money and power it's my only plan
Give me the World
dear God can ya save me
if you can't save me, save our babies
(we trying to keep it real, so many ghetto tears my people cry
life is hard and I see that every day, just so many ghetto tears
in the ghetto)
age 11 looking out of a ghetto building
mom and 5 of us little ghetto children
I ain't never knew wrong from right
growing up off my life, thinking Adidas had 4 stripes
so my uncle tried to warn us
told us not to do drugs, but yesterday I saw him on it
see in my hood it ain't no love
age 13, seen my auntie o.d. on drugs
the neighborhood hoe only 15 and everybody wants to bang her
found her dead, gave herself and abortion with a clothes hanger
I seen on of my neighbors try everything but couldn't make it
came home one day killed his whole family
I guess he couldn't take it
I give back, even if it ain't nothing big
look at my grandma, terminal disease only got months to live
they tell us we ain't gonna be nothin
gave my homie 25 years
I shed tears for all my peers
dear god can ya save me
if you can't save me, save our babies
so many ghetto tears my people cry
you ain't supposed to question God but I'm asking why
so many ghetto tears my people cry
through out the years, my people shed ghetto tears
my people shed ghetto tears, through out the years
the ghetto's like a headache, one big ol migrane
tryin to stay high till I die
tryin to like hide the pain
my homey mama died and didn't know it
when she died he committed suicide
my homie jumped up off the sixth floor
maybe it's too late for me
since I'm still here, I'm kinda glad to be
been in and out of jail since i was 12
life been hectic since mama had me
I have to ask myself the simple question why
it's so hard to live but yet so easy to die
with this simple question Lord can you help me
just tryin to live large and wealthy
from these card that you dealt me
I used to ask ?, but now they ask me
life passed em up, I wonder will life pass me
cause it really ain't no love for us ghetto kids
for all the dirt that I did
I don't think I'll find where heaven is
I wonder why they won't panic and try to ban it
probably cause they scared of it
I just dont understand it
how could you carry a kid for 9 months black
she had a baby boy
but while she she was pregnant she was smoking crack
how could you rape and abouse your kids
how could you committ incest and say you love your kids
they ain't ask to be here, they ain't ask to see here
slipped here by 15 minutes of pleasure
that's why they can't see clear
from the cradle to the grave
or from the cemetary to the penatentary
We ain't got no money
so me an Silkk gon' hit a crack house for some dope, haha
Muthafuckin police ain't give a fuck,
niggas robbin niggas in the ghetto...
Armed robbery
I got twin glock like Tamira and Tia
Nigga tries to step, try to flex, an you'll get X-ed just like Mia
See, I be a gangsta like T, a murdera like C,
when you see me bow down, address me a master like P
My murderistic tactics got niggas stackin off in the bushes, trees
Tryin to get me some G an dope to the hookers
It's time for you to puch out, I'm tuggin up in your time card
WHy you do what you do, because like times hard
It's like here, nigga hop, nigga clips... to the glock
I hits yo' block an watch his shit every stop (It don't stop)
Bitches be like aw, off of some dumb shit, I runs this
Nigga T-R-U's my click when I come thick I cruise wit
(TRU!) a gang of niggas
that be down to ride on yo' set
Niggas be trippin, cock the teck, an we ride wit yo' bet
Best believe I clock G's, nigga no dice, I time the blast,
I smash, I'm up in your house
Cuz I'm a hustler, cuz I'm a killa, who gives a fuck
if I murder another ghetto nigga
Cuz I'm a hustler, cuz I'm a killa, who gives a fuck
if I murder another ghetto nigga
Taz tries to hit but I be back up out the back route
Me an P countin G's, choppin up keys up in the crack house
The baddest 2 brothers since Billy an Jessie James
P would you blast
(Hell yeah, Silkk would you blast?)
if the nigga so much as tests me (Bloom!)
Hits them wit all between the seem
(Dump the bitch like Hakeem the Dream)
I'ma hit that nigga wit 21
(Fuck it, I'ma hit him wit 17)
I got that K with the beam
(Fuck it, I'ma get the cream)
Ain't no wrestlin but these niggas like tag-team
Be like, 1 for the money
(I be like 2 for the dope)
be like 3 for all my cash
(Nigga fuck it, get yo' ass on the flo')
One eighty-seven that I peels caps
(I murder!)
Niggas get dealed with, nigga hook 'em,
how you gon' fuck wit niggas we real black
(A ghetto robbery)
an that's how we ride
(On a robbing spree from down South to the Wessyde)
1, 2, 3, it's yo' birthday
Ain't no love on this muthafuckin first of the month,
it's yo' last day
See I be jackin, my nigga Silkk be packin
I be puttin niggas in body bags, bitch, I ain't actin
It's no substitutes on this shit, this is the real shit
fuck what you heard cuz, nigga, I'm ready to kill a bitch
You got my cash, gimme the grass, lovin you hoes?
Kiss my ass, it's ninteen ninty-skrilla, bitches in the body bag
It's time to spray ya, spray ya out like Calgon
Ain't no love, murder muthafucka, this ain't no funny farm
Down South they jackin,robbed, an they packin
Puttin niggas in muthafuckas trunks of the car, who jackin
Wanna take a ride, ride around the block,
it's time to go, ain't no love where I'm from
Niggas killin for that white snow, an yo' bitch
I don't love no hoe don't trust no bitch
She got Master P on her ass an she'll suck my dick (Damn)
Y'all niggas mad cuz I'm famous, it's time to ride,
It's time to ride, ain't no love on the South Side
Y'all niggas better wake-up an smell the muthafuckin coffee
I'm not tryin to preach to y'all niggas but I'm tellin y'all niggas
Watch ya ass an trust nobody
Cuz in the ghetto everybody lives like John Gotti
Nigga comin up shizort, teck-9's to yo' muthafuckin hizeart
Nigga live an eye for an eye, you fuck me, we gotta fuck you
An like my nigga Silkk said, it's time to ride
I ain't got no money, I might just pull a jack
but that's what I might do
I'm not tellin you to do that, nigga, do what you gotta do
Cuz we Bout It! We rowdy!
But who gives a fuck if we kill each other, nigga
Uh-huh nigga uh-huh
Picture me never sellin' out cause I made it already
Imagine a lil' ghetto nigga ownin' everything
Picture me in the middle of the project and I'm worth all this money
To my foes - It's funny huh?
Okay, love this
I bet y'all love the way I flips 'em out
Funny guy huh?
Now watch how these clips come out
I done took it where y'all can't go now how bout that
We done turned straight up ? niggaz into stumblin' kats
And they mad at me cause they I say I spit it too rugid
And we throw it at 'em like a chick who don't get it enough
What is it x-ray vision the way I see through these kats
That's why I roll with thugs who ain't scared to squeeze a strap
I keep my hand on my glock now
Fuck still roll with the top down
I'm hot so they gon' jock now
Keep my pistols cocked now
Still don't give a fuck
Still hold the block down
Still close the shop down
Picture me ballin' and everybody'll flock around
Picture me makin' 2 mill bail when I get locked down nigga
Clip to the uzi's
I'm like No Limit shit
With DMX with Ruff Ryders with Lauryn Hill to the Fugees
Picture a ghetto nigga like me poppin' up in movies
Or a topless supermodel poppin' up in jacuzzi's
Be like I'm worth a couple mill but I still ain't shit
Be like I'm worth a couple mill but uh I'm still in the bricks
It's okay, niggas wanna play games
On the low niggas hoes, they wanna say names
Snitch right when they get in front of the Feds
Pull me over 2-seater Benz with my dog Sunny Red
Look we got some bad chick in front of the bed
You can have her dog I gotta get my money instead
You know I'm the type of nigga
Look ball till I fall
Ain't satisfied till the marble go wall to wall
Got money still be in T-shirts and khaki's y'all
And I'm right here if y'all got somethin' to ask me dog
Always move forward
Never go backwards dog
Baz, Turk, Jimmy, Nut
That's who's gon' back me y'all
I don't stay in one place
I move from state to state
And I don't believe in drive-by's
I believe in face to face
What's up playa? You looking slick with that
Hundred G chain with the bracelet to match
Check this out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound
They going click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow that's my style
Popping wit terror take it straight to guns
Or we could keep it corporate give up your block and run
Too much paper here to try and count my ones
Over here cross me our hollow wall is young
For our haters on the streets tryin to measure my blow
If you've seen the new whip know they add nine 0's
Now I'm up to 2 bricks, a seventy two 0's
If you counting by the whips than it's eight different flows
I'm heavy luva, with the diamonds and broads
Too heavy luva, with the cocaine and cars
And what I hop in, it's my option
To shift the mash quit tryin to get in the dash
What's up playa? You looking slick with that
Hundred G chain with the bracelet to match
Check this out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound
They going click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow that's my style
Now if it's on with the bricks and the bag BABY
You come short, I'm a bust your head BABY
They name a dope man whodi
Yeah that's me, I'm out that 5-0-4 plus that C-P-3
Give me an ounce and I'ma flip it to a brick figga
You got my scratch, if you snitching you a trick figga
Hit the pen, you probably gonna be a misfigga
So here's a glock for your chest I mean your tits trigga
Imagine, all the bricks in the projects smeared with cocaine
I be the richest young soldier in this rap game
All my money come in armor trucks
More cars, more houses, more freaks to pluck
You wasn't work, when I was local playa
I'm worldwide, you haters can't take it you petrified
Then let me lose after I reveal thuggin with p
It's no limit till I die y'all can't get with me
What's up playa? You looking slick with that
Hundred G chain with the bracelet to match
Check this out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound
They going click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow that's my style
I don't like violence but ha that's no shy logic
Don't like material stuff either, but sho got a lot of it
Just to make money off tha street na, I make it off the beat
Walk my rott off the leash right off the beach
Talking shit I'ma big spinner so I don't really talk to much
Got guns, really big ones, think rap softens us up
See I love my fans but I don't love them haters
I don't really like the fame much dog
But I show love to paper uh-huh
I want something bigger cause I love the dough
Niggas talk shit, Shaq's out
Leave them looking like Mugsy Bogues
Zoom Zoom, 1100's I still ride it slow
Not the type that's gonna floss
But I ain't gonna hide it though
Learn the game from my big brother
C-E-O now, Made Man, Shocker well..C-E-O sounds
We the type dog, go to sleep, wake up and ball
You know what's up what us
Now what's up with y'all, uh-ha
What's up playa? You looking slick with that
Hundred G chain with the bracelet to match
Check this out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound
They going click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow click click blow
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"I Represent"
(Silkk--Whispering)
Wassup
Its time, bitch
Where you from?
I represent
Casket ridin bitch
Fuck off
(Silkk the Shocker)
I'm from that land of the gun slangers
So I get up early in the morning
an exercise nothin but my gun finger, my one finger
I ain't no big ol' nigga but I still get paid
That's all I need is my trigger finger to squeeze the mack (Bloom!)
I'm layin niggas dead in the bushes
These niggas be comin up short I gives a fuck
(What are they?) A bunch of rookies
Nigga, it's time to go, it's time to flow (It's time to ride)
Nigga I hit yo' block, it's time to go!
Nigga I'm from the land where niggas they shoot (Uptown!)
Niggas ain't all bout that talkin, we down to do shit
When it's time to ride best believe I'm gon' ride
An if you on the wrong side, it's on, down to die
(Chorus:)
I represent
I represent
I represent (Where you from nigga?)
I represent
I represent
I represent
I represent
I represent
I represent (Bout gettin mine)
(Silkk the Shocker)
I'm up early on the dope spot
3rd Ward nigga, I stay hard, nigga, I do shit (Watch yo' back)
Best believe nigga I stay hard
If I'm in that Bay, nigga its Rich-Town
If down South, nigga, the 3rd Ward
I'm best at bein a hustler, I'm all about my mail
Be on the block wit the crack rock, tryin to get most mail
Whole sale if I gots to, chopper close
cuz niggas be tryin to show stop us
But nigga I be some real niggas thats down to ride (TRU!)
A project full of niggas who down to die!
What the fucks next? What the fucks up?
I roll thru yo' block nigga, an post up
An stand up on yo' set, bitch
You step outta line, thats when the Teck's gon' hit ya (Bloom!)
Split yo' ass in half, like a tree
(feat. Master P)
(Chorus)
People always talkin 'bout
(I'm what, say what? I'm what, say what?)
You're a hustler
(I'm what, say what? I'm what, say what?)
I don't care what the others think,
just be straight with me (I'm what say what?)
(Verse 1: Silkk the Shocker)
Huh? Huh? Huh?
I know I take chances to make sure I'm sittin tight
do I get how I live, sometimes I don't get it right
my gold and platinum plaques make you know what we did
have the whole world wonderin what Silkk The Shocker, Master P did
see it ain't no limit, it's only the beginnin
why cuz all y'all want us to fall, and hit the wall
it'll only take a minute, an see I gets the bomb tree
Beats By the Pound shit, it sound sick, rolex, and baguettes all
I take this out the ghetto an live up on top
akin flights, an shoppin sprees, on 504 yachts
see money don't change me, make me live a lil bit good
took some of my, family members, an my homies out the hood
see we ghetto millionaires, far away when we meet
i think they watched us P cuz about when we speak
see I'm too deep to change, everybody know my name
I guess I gotta charge it 2 da game
(Chorus)
(Verse 2: Master P)
UGHHH! Green money, I like to count honey,
my only bad habit that I like to sell B's honey
we hot check the Billboard spot
24 g's an P's to make a club rock
now they violent, gotta get it rowdy
peep game gotta Benz, Lex Luger in or out it
don't hate me, the money don't make me
it's gonna take 200 million just to break me
cuz I'm a soldier, I thought I told ya
I like that doja, but hate the rollers
Crystal, greed, an hinace, got cream
makes a brother in a Bentley, from the ghetto
there ain't no limit cuz we livin large
bought a rolex, a yacht with a gold card
you done lately, your girl wanna date me, in my grill
for, UGHHH! an I'm straight g
(chorus)
(Verse 3: Silkk)
I guess they call me a hustler, cuz of the fast livin
but if I see somethin I gotta get it, because I have vision
an if I like it, I gotta get, if I saw it
went from, over the shows, over the doors
house full of floors that's marble, a brand new Ferrari
parked it, when I bought it, see I'm a no limit soldier
an I came to get it started, what you, what you think,
I'm all about my bank, tryin to be a multi-millionaire
before I'm old enough to drink, now we can ride bro, no lie bro
see nobody be here beside us, so go ahead an fire it up
some girls wanna perk it, my homies like to work it
soldiers from Texas, all the way to Jersey
tick to the tock, all around the clock
from the north, to the south,
to the east, to the west, it just don't stop
so to all my real g's, throw them up high
to all the ballers that have the corks of Crystal let it fly
that's how we live
(Chorus)
(Master P/Silkk)
No Limit say what? I'm what say what?
New Orleans say what? I'm what say what?
South side say what? Ugh! I'm what say what?
East side say what? I'm what say what?
West coast say what? I'm what say what?
North side say what? I'm what say what?
Silkk The Shocker say what? I'm what say what?
No Limit say what? I'm what say what?
Ha ha, playas, congratulate,
ain't no hatin on this side, where the money at?
That's what hustlin is about, you heard me?
Master P, Silkk The Shocker, hustlin till the izend,
[Silkk Talking]
Yeah yeah hold up, hold up, hold up
I don't think this nigga understand
I'ma take this back to the old silkk, nigga
Yeah, yeah, dirty nigga, uh huh, uh huh, yeah, yeah,
yeah
[Chorus]
Hey you, Yeah You
Nigga, Whatchu looking at?
Hey you, Yeah You
Nigga, Whatchu looking at?
Hey you, Yeah You
Nigga, Whatchu looking at?
Keep muggin and frontin
Gonna get your face pushed back
You don't want me looking
You shouldn't bring her up in here
You don't want no problem
You shouldn't be looking over here
You don't want me looking
You shouldn't bring her up in here
You don't want no problem
You shouldn't be looking over here
[Verse 1]
Even his own boy is like, "Nah, don't fuck with Slim"
Anybody else could spit, "Please, don't fuck with him"
They know once I go there, it be hard for me to come
back
Put you in a place where it be hard for you to come
back
I keep it straight gangsta look, I ain't talk money
If I bust nigga, he don't die, he survive, he gonna
walk funny
Look, let's box, let's talk about that
You don't wanna be gangsta, You don't talk about gats
But if you got gangsta, and I ain't talking bout a rat
So when I put something on your mind, I ain't talking
bout a hat
These jealous niggaz can't stand me, they hate me
If I ever clap a nigga, It wouldnt't be to give 'em a
standing ovation
Niggaz mad cause my wrist stay frozen
I'm straight cause I done seen more weight than Gold
Everybody is strict, respecting no slim
But he must not so somebody in this bitch should've
told him
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Like one nigga, two nigga, three nigga, four
When I pull this thang out, everybody better get low
Or if not, then their clothes shake like a barber
Whoever who still standing, lay 'em down like carpet
These fake dudes, always wanna talk hood
He ain't real, He ain't gangsta, He just really talk
good
And that get chu put up on a stretcher
For pullin it out, trying to mob like you was Claudia
Shepard
See my motto is "I won't pull it out unless I use it"
So if you heard I pulled it out, no doubt you heard I
used it
Niggaz step to me, then you know that he stupid
Cause a real nigga live this whodi, this just not music
[Chorus]
I know this bitch ain't looking at me
Hey you, Yeah You
Bitch, Whatchu looking at?
Hey you, Yeah You
Bitch, Whatchu looking at?
(Silkk the Shocker)
Hoody Hoo(gun shot)
(Chorus)
Run, run, run, run, run
When you see us wit them guns niggas better fuckin' run
Run, run, run, run
I don't give a fuck where you from, when you see us, better run
Run, run, run, run
I don't give a fuck where you from, when you see us, better run
Run, run, run, run
When we come wit them guns(niggas better fuckin' run)
I tell a nigga once mane, fuck tryna tell a nigga twice
I tell a nigga once, he miss it tha first time
That mean I didn't tell a nigga right
Fuck tellin' a nigga polite, tell nigga nice,
An tell niggas I'mma thug
How I sold drugs, still a killa,
I wish my breath would kill a nigga wit slugs
All yall niggas around, I'm gonna ask 'em all
Niggas been hype, but that's tha liquor talkin', I'mma relax 'em dawg
Relax there fawl
Ten is what I'm gonna count,
You ain't wit these niggas you better bounce like a basketball
Dirty South, where niggas talk sideways dawg
Where niggas close streets & chalk sidewalks off
No evidence, niggas use revolvers dawg
Empty, squeeze, aim til' there ain't no problems at all
Shit niggas still livin', got tha same problem wit dawg
Watch out, watch out he still breathin' watch out(three gun shots)
Problem solved
Ghetto ass nigga tote choppers & shit
Ghetto slang, fuck tryna sound all proper & shit
Now picture me sayin' up tha cash, I'll put a slug in yo ass
Put tha money in tha duffle bag
I don't wanna be greedy, I just want enough to last
Shit yall really lucky we sell records, cause yall be ass up
Picture Me, P, C, all my niggas masked up
Tellin' yall to run
(Chorus)
(Ut oh)
When they see us got 'em like faint in tha club
Pourin' champagne on 'em look & they thinkin' it's blood
I meet a thug & they shouldn't even much bein' this close
I got 'em shook up like ooh like they seen a ghost
Now see if I ain't had, in tha middle of tha hood where I would be
But they scared of me but look they gotta right, they should be
I might fuck wit some dawg but I don't fuck wit many
I got some hard news but I gotta find a way to break it to 'em gently
If they ain't got no flow & ain't got no dough
Try somethin' new cause me if I ain't got no mo'
I'm a hustla, hope everythang I do bubble
Hope my album go triple or at least double
If not, somebody in trouble
You better wacth what you sayin & tha way you sayin' words
Yeah I got money & all dawg, but look I'd rather spend yours
You this No limit shit dawg, we bounded by blood
One scream Hoody Hoo & we surroundin' tha club
You better
[Chorus]
We hustle on the block if we have to
We'll pop those thangs if we have to
Give them thugs in the hood something to clap to
We hustle on the block if we have to
We'll pop those thangs if we have to
Give them thugs in the hood something to clap to
[Verse 1]
8 in the morning, feds at my door
Fresh P Miller Jumpoff cross the marble floor
Out the back door, I try to make my escape
I almost dead but a dead nigga almost caught him a case
Either something good bout to happen or I just got bad
luck
I need your help cause something just ain't adding up
I got two ferraris and I got one bently
I also got two chargers with another one in it
They like "Shocker used to sell dope, that's a given"
I'm from the projects, man tell me who isn't
I used to travel like I ain't have no pivot
Most ain't gonna understand that only real ballers
gonna get it
I don't know how y'all can do shit for love nigga, not
If money ain't involved, then I ain't involve nothing I
free
I gotta make sure I eat, and I sleep well
Even if I stop, the world will keep going like
sprewells
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I don't care if you sliding down poles or you stuck in
college
But you gotcha 9 to 5, just do what you gotta
See, a real nigga like myself, you can holla
I understand your pain, I'm addicted to dollas
So ma, nigga love some power
But I don't fuck with bustas, I'm allergic to cowards
I'm a real nigga so I can relate with ya
Do it for yourself, don't depend on these fake niggaz
Usually the boy shocker go for self
Ma if you real, I don't mind giving you some help
If the top is good and your middle is nice
Then I promise you I won't leave you in the middle of
the night
I probably stick around longer, wait til the morning
Whenever I leave, if I leave, you gonna hate that I'm
gone
Cause I put it on you like boots in a flood
Know you used to the scrubs
But ma you need to come chill with a thug
(Silkk the Shocker)
Ya boy Shocker in the building
Heads Remain Anonymous
He Ain't Gotta Be Obvious
Ladies, if y'all thirsty, drinks on me
and you fake ballers, you know what to do
(Master P In Background)
Girls, We Like Dem Girls
We Gotta Have Them Girls
We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls
(Master P) + (Silkk the Shocker)
And y'all haters
Be gone, want, want want
Be gone, want, want want
Be gone, want, want want, Be Gone
You get money, (then take it to the floor)
You got game, (then take it to the floor)
You ain't scared, (then take it to the floor)O
You came to party, (then take it to the floor)
(Silkk the Shocker)
Just waking up in the morning, gotta thank god
I Don't Know but last night seemed kinda odd
The spot was hot, the place was packed
They had fat asses wall to wall and back to back
Imagine that, it was a hell of a scene
Either that or it was a hell of a dream, ya heard me
They had a few ballers but not that many
Alot of model-type chicks but not that skinny
I mean one in particular caught my eye
I mean she gave me a look when I walked by
like "Yeah, we about to have some fun here"
Her mouth ain't move but her body sayin come here
want want want so I passed the key
and got a hotel suite like Cassidy
And Kel, So I yell let's blaze the party
And something started up and it sounded like Atari
(Chorus: Master P)
Girls, We Like Dem Girls
We Gotta Have Them Girls
We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls
Girls, We Like Dem Girls
We Gotta Have Them Girls
We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls
(Silkk The Shocker)
my girls look, let's get it crackin'
it don't take much, let's make it happen
she thinkin' we gettin' on tha highway
I'm like mike look we still in tha driveway
and look, i can have you flossin'
in a house big enough you can get lost in
let's spend tha weekend,
play some lil' monopoly, and some hide-and-go-seek'in
and I'm back as tha pool
so you wanna take a dip she like, " Yeah, that's cool"
see me and these thugs came to act a fool
the new no limit, we don't play by the rules
i came to party, not to clap tha game
to get tha see out of jail cause it's time to get paid
up and down, i ain't talkin' my ways
in tha bentley gettin' my hair done, i ain't talkin' bout braids
Shorty, tell me what your name is?
Playa, tell me what your game is?
Shorty, tell me why you came here?
Playa, show me what you working with?
(Chorus: Master P)
Girls, We Like Dem Girls
We Gotta Have Them Girls
We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls
(Master P)
I'm country mayne, I'll punch ya brain
I'll roll with the boys that'll pluck ya mayne
You get money, you better tuck ya mayne
The haters out here, they'll cut ya mayne
Get lose with it, stay true with it
We don't want it if you let bruce bruce hit it
Get lose with it, stay true with it
We don't want it if you let bruce bruce hit it
Her neck, her back
We can fix it in my Lac
Her neck, her back
We can fix it in my Lac
(Chorus: Master P)
Girls, We Like Dem Girls
We Gotta Have Them Girls
We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls
Girls, We Like Dem Girls
We Gotta Have Them Girls
We Like Dem Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls
(Silkk over Chorus)
Shorty, I'ma get with you
But like Chingy, I'm only one call away
I mean I'm a baller, take that away
'Sup ma, I-I know I ain't really been there for you
And shit like I was supposed to be
But, I'm ready to make that change
You know I was like runnin' tha streets
For my niggaz and shit not makin' no time for you
You the only one who really had a nigga back
But, uh, huh
(I always, I love you)
Yeah, I know you do
I know you care for me, I know you really do care for me
'Cuz through thick and thin, you always was there for me
I know you care for me, I know you care for me
Through thick and thin, you always was there for me
(Baby, I can't wait to spend my life with you)
I know sometimes you get sick of me sayin', "Sorry"
But this time I really mean it, maybe I took it too far
I know, some things I did was cold
When you called, my boys called, I just put you on hold
And my fault, I thought I'd just tell you that
I know I'm wrong, I've put you through hell and back
But look, I'm back from hell tryin' to take you to heaven
I know I fucked up in tha past, I'm tryin' to make shit better
And, you never stressed when I went out
You just stood through the hard times
And just blessed me when I went out
You leavin' me, wasn't part of my plan
I don't want you leavin', but if you decided to, I'd understand
'Cuz you was there through tha rain and tha sunny days
Stood by me when most chicks would run away
That's why you get respect when you're around my crew
One day I'ma change, I just hope that you're around when I do
(Yes)
Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you
To be there for me
Baby, I love you, baby, I want you
Baby, I can't wait to spend my life with you
I need a chick if I get locked up, she'd come visit
If I ain't got a ride, then she'd come get me
I need a chick who'd hold me down if I gotta do a year flat
Her girls tell her, "Move on", but she ain't tryin' to hear that
She with me just for me
Not that I could have her seein' jewels like she worked at Tiffany's
Not that I could get her everything she wish she had
Spend nights on tha yacht, spend days on Fifth Ave.
Or that I could turn her winter's into summer
Show her accounts that look like telephone numbers
'Cuz, if you tha one, they gon' know you tha one
It's really nothing we ain't gonna be able to do for fun
Beverly Hillbillies, country like tha Clampett's
Put you in a neighborhood, tha south version of tha Hampton's
Um, some are about this, no doubt it's strange
And what's your last name
It's not mine that's why we change it, I got you
Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you
To be there for me
Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you
To be there for me
Sometimes she like to fight and she likes to fuss
'Cuz she likes what happens after we make up
Shit, she wake up to a kiss
And if I get her real mad, she wake up to a gift
And, she don't do much, sometimes she might pout
At tha most she'll slam a couple of doors in tha house
But then it's back to whatever
That's tha way to get attention
Not to mention make tha love much better
And, she's secure so when I look
And tha only time we go out to eat is after I cook
'Cuz sometimes she be buggin'
Hard for her to trust me
'Cuz she heard about all tha days I was thuggin'
But now she know that it ain't nothin' but gossip
You know they jealous, you could tell how they watch us
And ma, all they tryin' to do is stop us
But you ain't gotta trip no more, if you need me, I got ya
Baby, I love you, baby, I want you, baby, I need you
To be there for me
Baby, I love you, baby, I want you
Baby, I can't wait to spend my life with you
f/ Erica Foxx, Master P
(Silkk the Shocker talking) + [Erica Foxx]
Uh, uh, uh ha, yo, uh it's about to go down, (it's about to go down)
Shorty bring your friends cause uh I got my niggas wit me & you
Can't act a fool(it's about to go down)[down, down],
Shit don't be actin' shy or nothin'(It's about to go down)[down, down]
Tonights tha night how we (It's about to go down)[down, down]
You know we bout dat (It's about to go down)[It's about to go down]
No Limit style[down, down]It's about to go down[down, down]
Hoppin' outta Hummers & shit(it's about to go down)Cadillac trucks
(It's about to go down)[down, down]
[Silkk]
Look we all can ball shorty, look cause it got room at tha top
Tell shorty in tha back, that dress has room in tha drop(get in)
Shit for real I'm doin' what they not
An you know how I kick it (ball til' I fall) for real, TRU or not
Hit tha skins til' you tell me ta stop
Beat it up so bad shorty yo gonna have ta run & tell tha cops
Shit bring one friend
I got my nigga P wit me so you gotta bring one for him
You know how we roll, six hundreds & shit, Hummers for tha summer & shit
What you talkin' bout, you know how we be comin' in this bitch
I'm in this bitch like shit knowin' I'm fly
"Silkk you say you love me & shit"girl come on you know how I lie
[Chorus: Silkk & (Erica Foxx)]
It's about to go down (down, down)
Party at tha spot, it's about to go down(down, down)
Everybody gets in, it's about to go down(down, down)
Drinks on me, it's about to go down(down, down)
Six hundreds & shit, it's about to go down(down, down)
Hoppin' out tha limo, it's about to go down(down, down)
Party in tha hood, it's about to go down(down, down)
[Master P]
I did time in tha jail but never rat to tha feds
I know homies locked down for life, never boast or brag
Missy said "I got glock boy," I drive a drop boy
An I'm a soulja, I ain't no hot boy(ya heard me)
Now if ya ain't got it, go get it, see my click keeps it real
We started in tha projects but we own houses on tha hill
I don't own no plane, nigga no chopper but I ride first class
I got a couple of super models wit my name on they ass(ha ha)
It ain't my fault that we back on top
But back yo bitch ass up from my convertable drop
They call me tha ghetto Bill Gates cause I started from tha streets
Diesel laced tha beat, I'm out that C-P-3
An yall know how we roll ya heard me(ya heard me, ha ha, hoody)
[Chorus: Silkk & (Erica Foxx)]
It's about to go down (down, down)
Party at tha spot, it's about to go down(down, down)
Everybody gets in, it's about to go down(down, down)
Drinks on me, it's about to go down(down, down)
More bitches than niggas, it's about to go down(down, down)
Ain't nodody trippin', it's about to go down(down, down)
We all got money, it's about to go down(down, down)
An if we ain't got it, it's about to go down(down, down)
V-I-P nigga, it's about to go down(down, down)
Everybody flossin', it's about to go down(down, down)
Everybody shinin', it's about to go down(down, down)
Everybody real, how yall likin' me now
[Silkk]
You know me & this No Limit shit, always represent
Pull up in tha six hummer like tha muthafuckin' president
Love to see my name in begets
Whisper to shorty(tryna do somethin') all you gotta do is say yes
An I'm gonna probaly take you out to tha crib
In other words take you out where I live
Show you around like you ain't never seen befo'
I usually(uh un) don't be seen wit hoes
Only top notch chicks that's out to represent me,
Ain't shy, quick to undress up in tha bentley
Look shorty that's my yacht, that's my spot, that's my drop
You guessed it, yes I'm up on top
Not tryin' to stop, tryna make a couple million
An see if me & you can make a couple children
I through wit it, I'm through frontin'
You know what I'm about, tryna see if you tryna do somethin'
What,
[Chorus: Silkk & (Erica Foxx)]
It's about to go down (down, down)
Party at tha spot, it's about to go down(down, down)
Everybody gets in, it's about to go down(down, down)
(feat. Fiend)
(Fiend)
Look alive, recognize, my man Shocker
Money, power, fame, ya know I'm saying, whatever
But listen, who you really do this for Shocker?
Tell em what you really do this for
(Silkk)
This for my thug niggas (huh), what, my drug dealers
From the pound to mix around, hard to give you a hug niggas
For my key and a half niggas
Facing 10 but took a plea for 3 and a half niggas
For niggas who look the four corners, sit in the dark
Ghetto shit, ghetto niggas, the ones that spit when they talk
Shit, nigga put shots, better believe they be hitting your heart
I can't stop, everything that I drop
what they doing?, hitting the charts
This for the real, the fake I just can't respect y'all
This for the one with the 3 hearts in the cut
only use the phone to make collect calls
This for my real niggas that be holding they ground
In the middle of the projects, still holding it down
For my Thurston House niggas
The triple beam niggas
The ones that scheme niggas
To get the cream niggas
I mean the ones by any mean niggas
The ones that keep it real, that keep the steel
Always survive, gotta ride nigga, creep to chill
To all my East niggas, my West niggas
my South niggas, my North niggas
The ones with no heart niggas
the ones that set it off from start niggas
The ones like me, that's popping in the game
If you tell em once, they ain't listening
I come back, and I'm popping them things
The ones who put lies in they names, so hit the block
See that biggest nigga, tell that, yo, nigga you gotta raise up off the spot
You got til 12 o'clock to raise up
good bye or I'm coming back with the gauge up
For all my niggas that be like Silkk's my dawg
For all y'all niggas that be hating, I be like fuck all y'all
This for my niggas
(Fiend)
This my motherfucker, ya heard me?
Yeah, Shocker, Shocker, Shocker, yeah.
Friend, friend, friend
(Sillk)
What? Huh? Huh? Huh?
This for niggas like P
I mean niggas like C
Niggas down the bars, niggas that's down to ride for me
I put in your chest, put in your vest, put you to death
I don't give a fuck, I feel like I'm a second from my last breath
Nigga fuck, I mean
this is for my niggas who gotta like, pay they rent
Before, they just reach in they pocket and all they see is lint
This for my niggas
Y'all know this for my...
(Fiend)
Niggas
(Silkk)
This for my, this for my
(Fiend)
Niggas
(Silkk)
This who I do it for, this for my, this for my
(Fiend)
Keep it moving
(Silkk)
Yeah, my real niggas and my real bitches
(Fiend)
Keep it moving, y'all
Keep it moving, y'all
This for my, this for my
(Silkk)
My niggas who be thugging, my niggas who be struggling
My niggas who be hustling, all my dawgs, I don't care which color
This for my real niggas, my ill niggas, my chill niggas
My niggas who down and dirty, the ones who get it how they live niggas
My niggas with little dough, like T and Little Joe
Want to congratulate ya, don't hate ya, 'cause ya got a little more
For my No Limit niggas, my project niggas
My out there niggas (Where my niggas at?)
Respect that nigga (Where my niggas at?)
This for my balling niggas, my shot calling niggas
All my niggas, especially my New Orleans niggas
This is for my rowdy niggas, my bout it niggas (Bounce!)
Silkk the Shocker live, (Shocker live nigga) nigga
f/ Erica Foxx
Silkk talking:
Yo, this for all my people stuck, who ain't gotta choice, I ain't forgot
About yall, I'm comin' back for yall uhn huh, never let 'em tell you
What you can & can't do, look I know they tried to tell me
[Silkk]
Growin' up I never really had much
An if I had it was bad, if I ever had luck
An searchin' tryna come up, tryna get a fast buck
Had so many doors I could of ran into but I past up
In tha middle of tha ghetto not knowin' it's bad
He was gone most of tha time, never really knowin' my dad
Seen death at a young age, learned to expect that
Tell me I was never gonna be nothin', I learn to accept that
I only knew life, never knew death til' my grandmother left here
It was confusion not to see her, just see pictures on tha dresser
All I knew was smiles, I never knew what cryin' was
I only knew tha truth, I never knew what lyin' was
I only knew livin', I never knew what dyin' was
I never knew what a funeral & why everybody was cryin' & hugs
Standin' on tha block all night just tryin' to define love
Growin' up in a place where it really wasn't designed for us
I could of been born son of a queen
Instead I was born son of a maid, forced to leave sons kids wit fiends
Never could undestand why they done these things
Why everybody smile when she there, left they become so mean
Until I gre up & realized there was nobody else
You need help you gotta do it yoself(that's real)
Chorus:[Silkk]&(Erica Foxx)
[There's always sunshine after tha rain]
(Hold on, you gota have faith & be strong)
[There's always happiness after tha pain]
(Hold on, just hold on)
[After tha saddiness it's always laughter]
(Hold on, just hold on)
[No matter how bad it might look todat, it's always a day after]
(Hold on, just hold on)
[I know it's tough, sometimes it might be rough]
(Hold on, you gota have faith & be strong)
[No matter how bad it looks always keep yo head up]
(Hold on, just hold on)
[No matter what happen just be strong]
(Hold on, just hold on)
[I know sometimes it feel like you slippin' but just hold on]
[Silkk]
I had good memories & bad, tryna hold on to tha good
tuck in tha ghetto yall just tryna see past tha hood
Watchin' my mom come home all tired
Picture we livin' check to check & look she just got fired
ryna be strong don't want tha kids to see her cry
I seen tha reflection thru tha mirror wipin' tears from her eyes
Seen tha lights get cut off, tha water, & plus tha rent due
Must of been some kinda test all tha things we went thru
But I figured they can't stop what's meant to be
An if it's real then we'll make it look eventually
Now look at ya son, now I'm all grown
They said I'd never amount to nothin', look I done proved 'em wrong
Chorus: 2x
Silkk talking & (Erica Foxx singin')
(No matter what's goin' on, you gotta have faith & be strong
No matter what's goin' on, just hold on, just hold on)10x
There's always gonna be sunshine, no matter what happens there's always
Gon' be a way out I know from experience, hold on, everybody hold on
[talking]
Ha, why you mad at me
I ain't done nothing, I'm just saying
That ain't ya car, say it ain't ya car
That ain't ya crib, say it ain't ya crib
That's it, ha-ha
[Hook]
Why you hating, I ain't did ya shit
Why you mad, I ain't did ya shit
I might of holla'd, but I ain't did ya chick
If you broke it's your fault, I ain't did ya this
[Silkk]
Don't be claiming your friends cars, when you know it
ain't yours
Don't be on cribs talking bout where you live, when you
know it ain't yours
Talking to shorty, she wasn't turned on she was turned
That number she gave ya wasn't turned on, it was turned
Came back telling all your boys, how you mack
She came back telling all her girls, how you was whack
See I don't be around niggaz like that, so when they be
around
I don't be around they try to hate but look, I don't be
down
And if you pissed, then this about you nigga
You know them type yeah, them about-to niggaz
I'm about to get a job, I'm about to get a whip
I'm about to get a deal, so I'm about to be rich
See me they know me, I've been bout it
And look it don't stop, I still be on the block like
Ben Wallace
You know me dude, I don't front
I press one button nigga, and my roof in the trunk
[Hook x2]
[Silkk]
I feel like the truth to speak to ya, so let me be
honest
I don't care how a nigga feel, I don't give a fuck bout
your comments
I feel like if you real, you could ride with me
If not, nigga you ain't gotta lie to kick it
See I know you look at me, might like my life
Um look at my jewels, try to price my ice
And yeah, come on down if the price is right
So I could spin you around, like Vanna White
Now me and Motor Bike, got some'ing that ain't came out
chet
Bentleys and Hummers, look daddy you know we bout that
Trying to stop us, man I doubt that
Keep the heat, and never leave home without that
Middle fingers up, to the ones that do hate
Wanna stop us from being rich, man you too late
Wanna mug, and try to show me a screw face
Got a slug that'll slow you down, just like a Screw
tape
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"We Can Dance"
Oh yeah,
Don't think we making ends
We down to get our feet dirty
Do you wanna dance
Do you wanna dance
Do you wanna dance (nigga)
I told you niggaz (gunshots)
The money don't make the man
The man makes the green
See me 'n P 'n C nigga
We servin' all these fiends
Creamin, till our dreamin nigga
Millions of tops
I want the plot
The whole world, nigga
I want all my own spot
Yachts
Till I get it, get it
Get it how I live
I'ma thug
One of them blood, nigga
I do it how I feel
Ain't no such thing as niggaz bein' halfway shook
I'ma mothafuckin' killa I hang wit' convicts and crooks (ha ha)
Nigga what?
You don't wanna, go to war with us
Top down, on your block, nigga, fuck it
(NOW NIGGA WHAT?)
I hate to see you niggaz want to ride with us
Down dirty 'bout my skrilla and born killa (nigga what, I means)
See you niggaz, be all about y'all green
I gotta gets my mad mail on, nigga what (cha-ching)
Beamin', fuck 'em, I stay leanin' in the Lex
Me 'n Master P 'n C-Murder off in Texas
Fuck 'em, if them niggaz can't take a mothafuckin' joke
I'ma (mother) convict bitch, I run wit' killaz that cut yo' throat
All about my, green, nigga
All about my, paper
On top, when we stop, till, I'ma call shots of a skyscraper
See I don't gangbang, get my bang on, so bring it on bitch, I'm trife
Type of nigga that'll pull a plug on yo' life, ya better hang on
All them hoes wanna ride with some real niggaz 'n thugz
Fuckin' bitches love the niggaz, but we love to get our drugs
See I stay tight, usually riding late-night
Don't trip. nigga, I'm deadly like a snake bite (hiss)
Fake ass Save-Mart
With yo' mothafuckin' fake ass heart
Nigga I'm known to get it rowdy, AHH!
Oh yeah, that's my trademark
No-Limit soldiers
I ride with the killaz
I'ma thug nigga, get above you gon' feel us (ha ha)
I told ya the man make the money
The money don't make the man
You could do what you want to, what you wanna do? (gunshots)
Let's dance
Man go make the money
The money don't make the man
Nigga, we can do it how you want to, what you wanna do? (gunshots)
We can dance
Lookin' there, he got my money, so go ahead and drop it like a dime
And if you see me on the block, you better go and stop, like a sign
Now see, I'm always doin' silly things, nigga really things
See when I rap, its like a showdown, I use my whole nine's and gillitines
Holla at me bitch
I'm 'bout that money and the power bitch
Sour shit nigga drug deal, I kill all them cowards bitch
Now I make no mistakes, no, shit, I'm about makin' some dough
I'ma thug and bitch I don't love 'em
If I don't like 'em, I shake them hoes
Nigga don't talk shit, brag
I sag like some tities
Now I don't let shit pass nigga, I peel you ass like a hickey (kiss, gunshots)
I blast cause I'm fast, fast like a quickie
I'ma blast, but first I'ma ask, if you with me
Now all my real niggaz, look, show me some love
And you know, I'm gonna get high, like a daze, show me the bud
Survive in any city, look just me the thugs
But if it gets outta hand, look P, just throw me some slugs
Pistols nigga shit, and a half a kit
Uptown 3rd ward, get that shit, and a half a day
Now I'm a hustla, should I say, a down south hustla
(?) to them niggaz that fake, or should I say, niggaz that bustas
Nigga need to retire, before I get they mouth full of wires
Should I damn near start a riot, shit you know, we on fire
See, what you meanin' nigga, 'bout, no bitches 'n blunts
Nigga I ride the day with olds, nigga, with six in the front
Bitch trip, shit nigga, you catchin' a slug
AK's to yo' mothafuckin' grill, I hold a grudge (gunshot)
I wanna dance, nigga, let's dance
Now if y'all wanna take a chance, nigga, then charge it to tha game
See the man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do? (gunshots)
Nigga dance
The man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do? (gunshots)
We can dance
If you real, shit
I'm livin' the same as you
Nigga, No Limit soldier, bitch, what I claim, is TRU
I'm rowdy bitch, get on some rowdy shit (AH!)
Look down south, east to the west, shit, nigga, everybody 'bout it bitch
Don't worry 'bout me, I'm like a (?)
I hold my own like a pit, but if I'm trippin
Better miss, like to laugh a the game took a shot and you and didn't fuckin' hit it
Nigga I can't stop now, look like a nigga can't stop hoes
I'll let y'all get a chance to drop, nigga I'm about to drop mine, now look, the shop is closed
Nigga every verse on, I'm sayin' on the planet, everything I work on
You wanna know why I'm worth mills, on the real, look at the rhymes of the first song
See y'all niggaz ain't ready (ready)
I hold my trigga finga steady (steady)
Nigga I'm hard to grip like spaghetti
I chop yo' ass like confetti
I bet it, look nigga, don't think the money'll change me
I'll fuckin' hang yo' ass like a hanga
But I ain't no gangbanga
Stop ass standin'
Y'all had chances, now what?
Percey you know who the man is
One less person that's standin'
Man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do? (y'all wanna dance), (gunshots)
We could dance
Man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do? (gunshots)
We could dance
Oklahoma, nigga
Kansas niggaz down to dance
See y'all niggaz down to dance
Cleveland niggaz down to dance
Mississippi niggaz down to dance
Atlanta niggaz down to dance (gunshots)
Real niggaz down to dance
New Orleans niggaz down to dance
Tennessee niggaz down to dance
Baton Rouge niggaz down to dance
Arizona down to dance
Houston niggaz down to dance
Nebraska niggaz down to dance
New Orlean niggaz down to dance
Hawaiin niggaz down to dance
Kentucky niggaz down to dance
Colorado niggaz down to dance
Indiana niggaz down to dance
New York niggaz down to dance
Misouri niggaz down to dance
Carolina niggaz down to dance
Oklahoma niggaz down to dance
L.A. niggaz down to dance
East Coast niggaz down to dance
Milwakee niggaz down to dance
West Coast niggaz down to dance
Utah niggaz down to dance
Nigga South niggaz down to dance
Yeah nigga
In the middle nigga down to dance
(Intro)
Today, we have a serious decision that needs to be made for our family
There's a young cat out here that's growing old
Quick and fast in our organization
And today he must step up and be made
And I think you all know
Who's this guy mayn?
This guy is Silkk, Silkk the Shocker
His contribution to the streets has grown so fast he's grown weak. Kay?
You know what, this decison must be made now and only now
Isn't he young?
He's a stand up guy, he's a born leader, he has my blood
I was also a young when I started
So be it
Godfather, please, let me be the one to tell him he's a Made Man
Not now, let the Don tell him
Dannny Divuchi, bring Silkk to me
Godfather, you won't regret it
Yo Don, what up with this visit to
Okay mayn, have a seat, ju know
I'm here to tell you some good news mayn
You're a Made Man now, everybody stand up
(Silkk)
Last Year I was the help, This year I'm the boss
You don't like it? F**k ya'll, they'll find ya'll niggas lost
F**k with real niggas, mob figures, not tru niggas that's soft
I talking about visiting some of you niggas, some of you niggas is talk
I always been a made man starting I was a teen
Through the streets where I knew how to hustle
so the Don put me down on his team
Told me ya down to take a chance
Ya gotta be down to dirty dance,
If so the world can be yours, so I put my life in his hands
I know I'm up in the game but I learned quickly
Told me to live good but wouldn't give it up when they come to get you
Told me never make moves with your heart
Never snitch if you get caught,
never trust nobody a 100 percent realize anybody can be bought
Everybody got a price
Money's nothing without power, respect, loyalty it's a way of life
You've been chosen to be the Made Man everybody gotta turn
but it's rules to this shit that everybody gotta learn
So go from poverty to riches
before I rule, choose my girl
Today it's the streets, tomorrow I rule the world.
(Chorus)
I want the world the and everything up in it
No settling this time, this time, the sky's the limit
Power, loyalty, respect, from the cradle to the grave
I wanted to rule and I did, the day I was made, I'm a Made Man
I want the world the and everything up in it
No settling this time, this time, the sky's the limit
Born leader, cradle to the grave
I wanted to rule and I got my chance the day I was made, I'm a Made Man
(Silkk)
I want the finer things, the cars, house, and diamond rings
wait patiently cause I know that time will bring it
I'm a Made Man touch it no mo, I don't touch no coke
I'm a made man, f**k it, I don't even show up for court
Judge tried to give me ten
pointed the middle finger cause I thought he was trippin
I can tell him why every nigga I had beef with, them niggas wind up missing
Used to be broke but now it's nothing but dollar signs
Used to be convicted felonies
but now if I get convicted it's white collar crimes
Shit never been nervous, if I was never let it show
Cause of my baby face I did a lot of crime but they let me go
usually females come to get me
never ever leave no witnesses
If i gotta do it, it gotta get done, nothing personal just business
A Made Man with a vision, learned to master the system
My family never seen me, I just send them presents on Christmas
I want the world, take trips to Reno stop in the Casino
make a lot of loot, have suits designed by Valentino
I want the world and everything up in it, when I said it I meant it
Time to ride high but this time the sky's the limit
Some it feels like my last line, my last rhyme
gave the world to little brother never been nothing but the last Don
I want the world
Yeah, it just done got more realer y'all
All the real ones stand up
All you haters can remain anonymous
You ain't gotta smile or clap or nothing
So if you with me, let's go
My whole click full of thugs, we got it on lockdown
And when we get in the club, we got it on lockdown
And when we throw our hood up, we got it on lockdown
Man you don't wanna get buck, we got it on lockdown
Whoa Move around, we got it on lockdown
Whoa Move around, we got it on lockdown
Whoa Move around, we got it on lockdown
And if somebody tripping, then his bodies being found
Some of y'all niggas is so gay, plus you know what
Acting like little kids and shit, nigga, grow up
You catch the top off the grey benz
And I came to make money motherfucker and not to make friends
You know what I do to haters
Have 'em stomped out on they lawn like they was trying to reach for a newspaper
I give y'all 50 thousand reasons
They ain't wanna see me 50 plus in the bank, and I ain't talking thousands either
If it was left up to them, they wouldn't even like me breathing
I don't agree but I understand, I wouldn't even like me either
Cause you see the cars, the jewels and the crib
Every day I wake up and ask myself who the fuck you think you is
This is not a movement y'all, it's more like a takeover
I been gone but the boy back home, the waits over
It's nothing, I just stay focused
Yeah, like that, Diesel, Yeah, Yeah
If you don't give a fuck, then we don't give a fuck (PLAYA PLAYA)
You better hush nigga keep your mouth shut (PLAYA PLAYA)
Cause we could talk or we can test some shit up (PLAYA PLAYA)
Whatchu represent, then throw your shit up (PLAYA PLAYA)
I look at fucking with, but you tryin to be so tough
Tellin me about your past, I'm like and nigga so what?
I come through in the new P Miller jumpoffs, no socks on
New coupe, fuck the sunroof, nigga the whole top gone
flows trying to plot arm, I tell every nigga
Once I block off my waist, my shots off like I was Reggie Miller
And if you don't see it, just give me a second
I pull that thing out quick like a chick you with, "you ain't trying to get me pregnant"
See I'm way too inpatient for being a lifer
But I'm far too skinny to fight ya
And I figure, look why would I send a cap and try to mike tyson
When I could wayne gretsky, come thru and just ice ya
See theres a time to duke and a time to talk
I'm sure your a cool dude but your problem is your timing is off
I don't have to come with the click and I don't wanna box you
I'd rather just box you in and just be done with the shit, bitch
I'd probably merk you, I mean whichever ones worse
Shop on the floor of explorers, whichever one come first
And I know they mad, why wouldnt they be pissed off
When the Testarossa looks like its bout to lift off
And since I'm sittin here, telling you about the roaster
Its only right I tell you them thangs pop off like toasters
And once I let 'em fly, I got the dealer
No matter who I talk, He'll talk 'em down in five
My fam, I do those guys
No problem I'm young, I can do those flies
We gonna have my boy West have to book me a flight
I have my brother in law M Beezy doing some tricks on a bike
See I live good, so I ain't trying to stress fuck
But I like died for these things, you best best to duck
So when you come, make sure you bring your best stuff
Dear God, I know I'm wrong sometimes but
Who are they to judge me
Cause umm... he who don't sin should cast the first stone
Dear God, Forgive me for my sins
Cause all I wanted to do in this world was to win
To all my soldiers in the grave or the pen
All my soldiers, thats blowing with the wind, life is hard
Dear God, Forgive me for my sins
Cause all I wanted to do in this world was to win
To all my soldiers in the grave or the pen
All my soldiers, thats blowing with the wind, life is hard
I ain't got time to worry about who hate me or love me
Why would I care how a nigga feel when only god can judge me
I know I deserve 5 mics for how hard I strive
But I'm cool cause I really only need one mic like Nas
and I ain't got time to worry about whether my foes is mad
Got bigger problems, should the color of my cars or clothes be black
If you really wanna understand me, then just come with me
Then you really understand why I keep the gun with me
Only way to make money, if you slung rocks
Rap was the hot shit, you had to have a jumpshot
Look, I try but my shots was off
I stay fly, stay driving something new on the block, y'all
It don't take a rocket scientist if you can add
I never had a job figuring out you do the math
Tell my nigga I had a fight with, I never told you I was starving
What's the rush, I figure I could just tell you tomorrow
But tomorrow never came, well it came but you wasn't around
I know God took you but I know you still looking down
You know I do this for the ones that ain't got no choice
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