Master P, Silkk the Shocker, Mia X, Fiend, Snoop Dogg - Make 'Em Say Uhh #2 lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Master P, Silkk the Shocker, Mia X, Fiend, Snoop Dogg - Make 'Em Say Uhh #2 lyrics]
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 don't 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
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 don't 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