Master P, Silkk the Shocker - Represent lyrics

[Master P, Silkk the Shocker - Represent lyrics]

(oh ooh) don't be scared
Haha, ain't no limit soldiers (oh ooh)
Til I D-IE
C-P-3 (represent it, ya heard me, oh ooh)

Represent yo hood, boy
Tell me where you from (oh ooh)
We gon get this bitch crunked and
We gon tear the club up
Represent yo hood, boy
Tell me where you from (oh ooh)
We got this bitch crunked and we
Gon tear the club up

Say - I don't give fuck nigga
He don't give a fuck nigga
She don't give a fuck
We gon tear the club up
Say - I don't give a fuck nigga
They don't give a fuck nigga
We don't give a fuck and we
Gon tear the club up

I was born to be a hustler
They labeled me a dealer
Say I grew up to be a killer
Like my daddy Percy Miller
Me and Cleo smoking weed
Say the whole family cursed
C-Murder innocent
(ughh) NOT GUILTY Man that hit
Me where it hurt
So fuck y'all Crease, he just wanna be famous
He mad 'cause he Poor and
We some rich entertainers
So represent yo hood, we back on the grind
We gon get this bitch crunked like it's 1999
So holla at me, whody, Diesel on the beat
Trow ya middlefingers up to the ponk police
Than pass me the Bubbly
(oh ooh) We We Can Take it to the floor
I ain't Lil Jon but I
Make them hoes +Get Low+
And make them thugs say fuck y'all
Think we Won't touch y'all
Live with some Bitches that
Straight gon cut y'all
Grab it - than take me to the booth
Tell the DJ to play this 'cause
He fucking with my loot

Man - I don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
We don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
They don't give a fuck and we
Gon tear the club up
Say - I don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
We don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
They don't give a fuck and we
Gon tear the club up

Fake niggas (buck em up)
Fake hoes (buck em up)
No Limit in this bitch
(ughh) and we gone tear the club up
Fake niggas (buck em up)
Fake hoes (buck em up)
No Limit in this bitch
(ughh) and we gone tear the club up

So duck down, nigga, y'all ready be ready
Me and Silkk come to this bitch
Like Jason and Freddy
Look at what y'all did
I was trying to be good
Y'all made me leave the hills and
Come back to the woods
I'ma blaze like Derreck Anderson
Turn green like the hulk
Wild out in the club and make
A nigga pop The Trunk
I'm a No Limit Soldier
The Rowdiest in the crew
They may take my gold tooth but
They can't fuck with my tattoos
I got a good heart, some bad friends
Thats why we Trapped in
But a nigga ain't scared to die
Do life in the pen
Real niggas don't change when they
Hit the fucking block
Nigga, free C-Murder, Cuz That's All I Got
I'ma ride with my niggas
I'ma die with my niggas
I ain't roll I light em
So I'ma get high with my niggas
And my cousin came home from jail, man
That boy say he changed
He a motherfucking liar
Heard he rollin with the Feds

Man - I don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
We don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
They don't give a fuck and we
Gon tear the club up
Say - I don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
We don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
They don't give a fuck and we
Gon tear the club up
Fake niggas (buck em up)
Fake hoes (buck em up)
No Limit in this bitch
(ughh) and we gone tear the club up
Fake niggas (buck em up)
Fake hoes (buck em up)
No Limit in this bitch and we
Gone tear the club up

Say you, whody, naw nigga I ain't talk on rap
Bring it to ya crib, where you live
Let him talk about that
I'd rather turn my back on em
Than get the gat for em
I got the game all twisted, nigga
Lets twist it back for ya
They label me a gangsta, thats how I was
Thats how I will be and it's simple
I can't let no bitch nigga kill me
For real, P - Fo real we
Live a hell of a life-style
But we still creep
Got a couple niggas go, but we still deep
Now I got a movie for y'all niggas
Who like to act i'm great with my hands
I'm like Roy Jones with a gat
I'm real a - great hussler
I'm a hyke with rap
(Master P: Nigga, we going
Triple platinum) Treu, i'ma aight with that
Been in the east and the west
Laid back with the players
() and PMiller jump off all type of flavours
You know - yeah
I turn my back to them haters
I got a lot to say to them fake Bitches
But I get back to em later
Now I just - gotta be real with it
Left the project but I still visit
For my brothers and a couple of my cousin
You still can get it
So don't make me have to touch you
- put your five fingers up four of em down
But keep the middle one up
And tell em "fuck you" and scream
(oh ooh) if you know you the hardest
If I ain't the one fighting
I'm just trying to get the fight started

Man - I don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
We don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
They don't give a fuck and we
Gon tear the club up
Say - I don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
We don't give a fuck (oh ooh)
They don't give a fuck and we
Gon tear the club up

Fake niggas (buck em up)
Fake hoes (buck em up)
No Limit in this bitch and we
Gone tear the club up
Fake niggas (buck em up)
Fake hoes (buck em up)
No Limit in this bitch and we
Gone tear the club up

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