Make Em Say Uhh #2 - Master P

Make Em Say Uhh #2 - Master P

Альбом
MP Da Last Don
Год
1997
Язык
`English`
Длительность
268930

Below is the lyrics of the song Make Em Say Uhh #2 , artist - Master P with translation

Lyrics " Make Em Say Uhh #2 "

Original text with translation

Make Em Say Uhh #2

Master P

-«No Limit studio»

-«Yo nigga, whatcha’ll workin' on?»

-«Nigga, who the fuck is this?»

-«This P, nigga, whats happenin'»

-«This ain’t no mutha fuckin' P. Nigga, you ain’t got shit betta to do than

play on the muthafuckin' phone?»

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

This P nigga.

Stop fuckin' playin'»

-«Nigga, if this fuckin P, nigga, say 'uhh', nigga.

Fuck»

-«Nigga, I ain’t bout to say no muthafuckin' 'uhh'.

Pick the phone up, nigga»

-«Nigga, what?»

-«I'm on my muthafuckin' way right now»

-«Come on then, come on then nigga»

Da Last Don, nigga (remix)

Ha ha (ha ha)

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 niggas, 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

Make em say uhh

Uhh

Na na na na

Na na na na

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, well known as the baddest

When I was bustin out expeditions you wasn’t ready

Turn ya lights off like Teddy, bangin out the 470

Lyrically a machete, I dig da dirt and bury

Fiend, the excited private, Nolimit mercenary

I hurt an' make you worry, thats just for the loot

Can’t get get a tank dog salute, P told me to shoot

I represent the boot, An' the world is rowdy, rowdy

Makin' you say uhhh with the colonol, Mr. Bout it

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 getta, a No Limit ass kicka'

I’m a bad nigga, Fast nigga, ask the last nigga

Keep my mind on my money because I like riches

House full of tight bitches, 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 send the boy loot, i hit the booth and drop a verse

(Silkk still promoting violence)

I’m tryin' to clock the scrilla But it’s hard not to curse

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)

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

Playa hataz yap alot but they get dropped in they spot

Off the top, Think not?

Then run up on this cocked 9 milla

Mamma Mia’s asshole feeder, head splitta

Wouldn’t wanna be ya, See ya

At the top of billboard, Yeah we lookin down

Wavin at you muthfuckaz, How you like us now?

Called us country way back, Laughed at bout it bout it

Now everybody shouts and wants to be rowdy rowdy

T-R-U is what we claim represent dat dirty south

4-star major general Mamma, verbal pirahna

Down to ride with No Limit soldiers, yeah we flexin'

Wit' the colonel Master P he be the ghetto Jed Clampett

Paper chasaz what they labled us, let em know

If that ass tried to play wit us, Gotta go fasho

We know what we do It’s never gon die

World-wide in yo' hood P gon' make ya say Wooooo

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

BOOOOOOOOOOOMM

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