(feat. Master P, Mystikal)



[Master P]

This for my nigga Young Bleed, ya heard me?

Young Bleed, hah hah, ungh

From the South to the West bring the noise

(Bitch I see you there, whas happenin?

 Oh what you don't remember me?  I'ma come out motherfucker, know how I do)

Ain't No Limit, unggggh



Ungggggh, bring the noise, nigga

Ungggggh, pass me them toys, nigga

[x2]



[Mystikal]

You need a fuckin whole army if you think you gonna take me

I come up in this bitch and start goin CRAZY

No more Mr. Nice Guy, excuses be given but that's how you MADE me

Bitch this real life, it ain'ts to be played with

One false move, niggaz I tear purchasin the pavement

Had to get my shit together straight never flyin right from a sandpit

Had to get my foundation mo' stable, and tighten up on my PAPER

Uncle Sam get out the way I don't care so hand the number

to my pager watchin for weasels, but still take good care of my PEOPLE

Keep handlin my business I'm in it to win it -- YEAH!

Fuck the party I'm workin hard from seargeant to lieutenant

Let's get it started to fin' it, my beginning is your ending

If I want it I GET IT, AND IF I SAID IT I MEANT IT

HOW IN THE FUCK you gonna PLAY ME, smile in my face like you LIKE me

Bitch you might as well HATE ME, you don't value my LIFE

Determination, balls of fate, is how I got up in here

So don't get SHOT up in here get out the way bitch we GOT IT from here!



[Chorus: Master P]



So, bring the noise, niggaz unnnngh

So, pass me them toys, nigga unngggggh

[x2]



Niggaz duck when I came I mean I buck and they ran

How many fools screamin Soldier but they couldn't maintain

I had my Soldier ranks high and across my fo'head

Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, that what my pah said

I learned to, double it up for some dollars

Hooked up wit a dopefiend term I sawed shit into hard powder

I'm on the block slangin amphetamines

I'm thinkin about my ghetto dreams on a triple beam

Ain't no, turnin back I'm way too deep

I got prices on my head by niggaz in the hood and the police

A young nigga tryin to make it

Twenty inch rims, candy wood, that's why they hate me, Soldiers



[Chorus]



[Young Bleed]

Nigga if you ain't ready now you won't ever be ready

They tryin to catch me for steady stackin confedi it's heavy

But let me explain the game to break the chains of pain and, misery

Playin my fame throughout this game and, remain a, mystery

Is you peepin my skill?  Is you seein is it real?

Is you hurtin from hatin makin me reach for my steel?

Knowin I'm runnin with ballers and steady clickin with killers

Graveyard peelers masterminded drug dealers, and bitches love

niggaz payin dues without nothin to lose

Actin a fool the savage style from New Orleans to Baton Rouge

I'm the cool out, makin it pop, it don't stop

til I stack a million chips that's off the top, is you feelin me?

I'm willin, it ain't no killin, I bet

your life'll never be the same from blood spillin

Heavens to Merkatroid gotta be fouler like the Big Boy

Shakin up some shit I thought you knew I bring the noise, bitch



[Chorus]



[Master P]

Ha ha, No Limit nigga

Bringin the motherfuckin noise

Young Bleed, pass the toys

Mystikal, and I got it Master P

Let's ride out nigga, handle our business

Burst the game on these stupid bitches and get paid

[gunshot]