Master P

Master P - Make Em Say Uhhhh 2 lyrics

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(phone ringing)

No Limit studios-"No Limit studio"

Master P-"Yo nigga, whatcha'll workin' on?"

NLS-"Nigga, who the fuck is this?"

MP-"This P, nigga, whats happenin'"

NLS-"This ain't no mutha fuckin' P. Nigga, you ain't got shit betta to 

do than play on the muthafuckin' phone?"

MP-"Man, take me off muthafuckin' speaker-phone an' pick the phone up. 

This P nigga. Stop fuckin' playin'"

NLS-"Nigga, if this fuckin P, nigga, say 'uhh', nigga. Fuck"

MP-"Nigga, I ain't bout to say no muthafuckin' 'uhh'. Pick the phone up, 

nigga"

NLS-"Nigga, what?"

MP-"I'm on my muthafuckin' way right now"

NLS-"Come on then, come on then nigga"



Da Last Don, nigga (remix)

Ha ha (ha ha)



Master P:

Make em say uhhhh!

Uhhhh!

Na na na na

Na na na na



Make em say uhh

uhh

uhh

uhh

uhh

uhh

uhh

uhh

uhh

uhh

uhh 



I told ya I'm the colonel of this muthafuckin' tank

Don't make me get rowdy and start pullin rank

My comrads with tanks

With diamonds and TRU tats

We make em say 'uhhhh'

An' 'how ya do that'

third ward hustlaz

On these streets chasin' riches

Penetentury chances

Cause this a risky buissiness

A No Limit Souldier

Commanderin' Cheif

An' Michael Jackson

Can't rock a muthafuckin' party like me

I'm bumpin' for the real niggaz, playaz, and hustlaz

Qualified killaz, certified head-bustaz

Got love for the North, South, East, to the West

Soldierz throw ya rag, Killaz how ya' vest

Flashin' red lights

Runnin' from the rollerz

If life was a movie, 'CUT'

Pass me the dojah



Chorus:

Make em say uhh 

Uhh

Na na na na

Na na na na

x3



Fiend:

Well, if ya knew

something. Fiend

still tryin' to do somethin'

TRU smokaz dont gotta blow

We done already blew sumpthin

I still want the green, cornbread, and the cabbage

No Limit savage

One known as the baddest

When I was bustin out expeditions you wasnt ready

Bangin like soft black cannon

Bangin' out the 4-7

Lyrically a machete 

I dig da dirt and bury

Fiend, the excited private on any mercinary

I hurt an' make you worry

Like this were you

Can't get get a tank dog salute

P's already suit

I represent the boot

An' the world is rowdy, rowdy

Makin' you say uhhh

with the colonol, Mr. Bout it



Chorus x2



Silkk:

P gon' make ya say uhhh

I'm gon' make ya say ahhhhhhh

But this time I'm gon' get rowdy by sayin na na na na na

I'm a cash deala'

A No Limit ass kicka'

I'm a bad nigga

Fast nigga

Ain't the last nigga

keep my mind on my money because I like riches

House full of tight bitches

An' call me, I might hitcha

Now make em say na na na

Tryin ta act hard core

Betta for the flow 

Na na na na na na

Now get the ball loose

Kick the boot an drop the verse (64-5)

I'm tryin' to clock the scrilla 

But it's hard not to hurt

Now I'm a No Limit soldier

So I get my strength through my duties

Bout to make em scream 'MISTER'

Like the movie (na na na na na)



Chorus x2



Mia X:

You know we showed you once before the tank couldn't be stopped

Playa hataz jack alot cause they just jockin' they spot

Off the top

Think not

Run up on me 

cock 9 milla mamma Mia

Asshole eata

Head still wouldn't wanna be ya

See ya 

At the top of billboards

Yeah we lookin down

Wavin at you muthfuckaz

How you like me now?

cuz dis country, way back

laugh at bout it bout it

Now everybody screams they want to be rowdy rowdy

T-R-U what we claim

represent dat dirty south

4-star major general Mamma work and come out about

I ride wit No Limit soldiers

Yes we checkin'

Wit' the colonel Master P

He be the Ghetto Dad (?)

Paper chasaz what they labled us

Heaven knows 

If that ass tried to play wit us

Gotta go

So we know what we do

It's never gon die

World-wide in yo' hood

P gon' make ya say

wooooo



Chorus x2



Snoop Dogg:

Man, I'm smokin' on some chop-chop from S-G-V

No Limit family wit' the D-P-G

Last Don, Big Dogg, what's up? what's happenin'?

Nigga run up

We gon' tear da club up

Top rank, best dank mo' bank in dis game

Who could t be? Ya'll know my muthafuckin' name

I ain't neva met a gangsta who ain't loved to bang

Especially one who can't represent they game

See, when a No Limit soldier walks in the house

Nigga get em up, We gon turn this bitch out

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