Make 'Em Say Uhh!

No Limit Studios, whassup? Who dis is? Who dis is?

Nigga, this rappin' 4-Tay, who is this? Oh dis P

P? Yeah dis P, P? Yeah, well if this P, lemme hear ya say uhh!

This ain't no motherfuckin' P! Man, hang the phone up

Uhh! Na, nah na nah

Make 'em say, uhh

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

Nigga, I'm the colonel of the motherfuckin' tank

Y'all after big thangs, we after big bank

3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in combats

Convicts and dealers, and killers with tru tats

Never gave a fuck 'bout no hoes on our riches

And niggaz come short, I'm diggin' ditches

M.P. pullin' stripes, commander-in-chief

And fools run up wrong, nigga I'm knockin' out some teeth

I'm down here slangin', rollin' with these hustlers

Tryin' to get rid of all you haters and you bustas

Steppin' on cold, break a niggaz nose

In the projects niggaz anything goes

Breakin' fools off 'cause I'm a No Limit soldier at ease

Now salute, this pass me the doja

Make 'em say, uhh

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

Make 'em say, uhh

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

Make 'em say, uhh

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

Fiend exercisin' this right, of exorcism bustin' out the expedition

Bullets choppin' haters business to about the size of prisms our mission

They heard we scary, No Limit mercenary

No tellin' how bad it get, because the worst'll vary

I heard you make 'em worry, that this for the loot

They intimidated by the rounds that the tank shoot

Tank Dogs salute! Every robbery in store

'Cause they know everything Fiend know

Mean mo' money mo' little Fiend still want the greens

The cornbread and the cabbage in your hood

Remindin' you bitches of who the baddest

Definitely the maddest, so the crime gon' stick 'em up

My uhh went twice

(Uhh, uhh)

And ended with nine, get 'em

Make 'em say, uhh

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

Make 'em say, uhh

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

P gon' make ya say uhh, I'ma make you say ow

I'm not Eric B but guaranteed to move this motherfuckin' crowd

I stay on like light switches, money, 'cause I like riches

Hittin' nothin' but tight bitches, call me, I might hit ya

Nigga make 'em say nah-nah-nah, don't trip

After I bust yo' shit, then after that say na, nah, nah, nah

I hang with niggaz, I do my thang with niggaz

(Uhh!)

They wanna know if I gangbang

'Cause I hang with a whole gang of niggaz

So when, we connect bitch better respect this, I step quick

'Cause I got a vicious right hand but ya know what? My left is quick!

Silkk, you the type of nigga that promotes violence?

You might be right 'cause I'll step in the club and say somethin'

To get that motherfucker start to fightin'

(Bout it!)

Bad as vogues, I'm cold, extra see through

PG never fuckin' knockin' niggaz

'Cause I make 'em all see 3-D

And P-D's the game that I spit, No Limit Soldiers got my back

I run this motherfucker, TRU niggaz

And I, betcha y'all niggaz ya say, "Bet!"

Make 'em say, uhh

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

Make 'em say, uhh

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

We capitalize and monopolize on everything

We see keep pistols drawed and cocked

We got the industry locked, we can't be stopped, too hot

Check the spots that we got on Billboard

This Tank can set up roadblocks, we fadin' all you hoes

Want some mo? Then let's go, stretch you out like elastic

Zip that ass up in plastic, have ya folks pickin' caskets

We drastic, our tactics is homegrown in the ghetto

So feel the wrath of this sista, it's like you fightin' 10 niggaz

Forget the baby boys, it's the biggest mamma Mia

The Unlady Like diva, lyrical man eater

Believe her or see her, and get that ass embarrassed

If you're a decision maker, guaranteed you'll get carried away

So stay in yo' place, when ya hear mamma speakin'

Cannon spray, clear the way, when ya see The Tank creepin'

Make 'em say, uhh

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

Make 'em say, uhh

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

Hi, I'm that nigga that rap and stick-up Joe

When they won't know how to do it

You could be the little bitty skinny motherfucker

With the braids in his hair usin' limos and choppers too

I done paid my dues, but still played the blues

Nigga play me like you was scared to lose

I'm still a fool, you ain't heard the news

I was a No Limit nigga, makin' major moves

I won't stop now, bitch, I can't stop

You can't stop me, so bitch don't try

We, we tru soldiers, we don't die

We keep rollin', na, nah, nah, nah, nah

All aboard, bitch it's like a choir inside

The group goin' hallelujah

Niggaz goin' to war, got to fightin' and shootin' inside rumors

Bitches be sayin' he there, we there, beware!

C there, Silkk there, Fiend there, Mamma there, P there

Ain't no salary cap, on top of my dollars

I roll with nothin', but them No Limit riders

I gets down nigga, I hold my tank up high

Watch how many bitches get wild, na, nah, na, nah

Make 'em say, uhh!

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

Make 'em say, uhh!

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

Make 'em say, uhh!

(Uhh!)

Na, nah, na, nah

(Na, nah, na, nah)

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