Mr. Serv On
Mr. Serv On - Let's Get It Started songtekst
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[Mr. Serv-On] I'm a snatch your heart out through your fucking chest I represent this fucking tank time to bow to the best Fuck the rest Nigga don't ask my fucking rank Will shoot your children in the grave and a pistol in your face now tell me what the fuck you think about my bank We getting bad don't touch these boys on my shoulder How many times we told ya We came to get this bitch rowdy Been bout it ?? and the colonel only Virginia to Denver ready to die with me So put your guns up I gives a fuck So nigga respect when I represent Let's get it started [Chorus] Let's get it started (Bitch I'm a soldier) Started (A soldier) Let's get this mothafucka started (A mothafucking soldier) [Mia X] Nigga what you want huh nigga where ya at We here to get it started playa haters gone get parted at the wigs you dig Mama X is the picture with it on her mind Subliminal lyricals tell ya she ain't lying My mouthpeice got MC's shivering like a cocked nine Get on the floor surrender Before my vocals send ya To the promise land beg for your ?? then call me maam Cause the only way your shit will survive is if my verbal gun jam And it won't cause I don't be playing bout my lyric skills Hit ya so hard your ID pictures gone feel it The realest gots to be that TRU bitch From that No Limit click click Fuck the rhyming nigga its time for gangsta shit And I'm with it, dumb hoe beaters be pounding My right left ass whippings I give last to the year 2000 Quiet as kept, I step with soldiers starting it off Think she ain't mama 4 starred major general of the tank Let's get it started [Chorus] [Master P] H-N-I a head nigga in charge Techs, Ak's Mc's we living large Damn it ain't no sucker niggaz bucking on you busters Got them g's for you busters got them boulders for you cluckers My game is to pull rank and rowdy 11 plus I'm bout it bout it Nigga down south with the gangers Slanging g's keep one up in the chamber Niggaz don't play scream No Limit Nigga talk shit a million niggaz gone be in him To your fucking dome, rushing up your home Fed hits on niggaz that talk shit won't last long Full metal jackets, grenade cause I'm a ghetto star My definition of a soldier any nigga that ain't scared to go to war [Chorus] [Silkk] Bitch I be quick to jump something off the mothafucking ride of the worst Keep shit at a minimum cause I don't like to hear that shit talking In other words keep your mothafucking mouth quiet I represent like fucking flags and I sag like titties Nigga I don't brag on your ass cause my 44 sag and my dick shhh Now peep though Cause I'll drop your mothafucking ass like a 64 Nigga I'm creeping like creep shows Creep mean sneaking like a mothafucking tip toe To my slim niggaz ?? like a penatentiary mothafucking baller See I represent my mothafucking ward roll with niggaz that hard Nigga fuck a bodyguard Nigga fuck stress I keep them guessing like a mothafucking charade Bullets fly like grenades Nigga fuck weapons, next time you better step like berets Keep my game sharp like a fade What the fuck you niggaz say No Limit Soldiers roll tight like fucking braids Niggaz stay twisted like fucking dreads Nigga busted ass niggaz get played Don't try to act fucking brave Cause I got the best pound for pound like beats Ask O'Dell, KL, Mo B Dick and Craig B So lets get ready to fucking rumble Let me ask you one time for you stumble Can't stop us or shock us that's why I make your ass fumble [Chorus]