Mia X, Master P, Silkk the Shocker, C-Murder, Mystikal - You Don't Wanna Go 2 War lyrics
[Mia X, Master P, Silkk the Shocker, C-Murder, Mystikal - You Don't Wanna Go 2 War lyrics]
What's up all ya'll real soldiers?
(Uuunnnggghhh)
All ya'll niggas in Baton Rouge
(It's MP, MP! MP)
Shreveport (the muthafuckin colonel)
Alabama (The Colonel)
Kansas and it's time to salute (At ease)
North Carolina south Carolina
The first muthafuckin lady of the tank!
(on the muthafuckin tank) The
Tank! (Feel this)
Detroit the hardest bitch you ever heard!
(the hardest bitch you ever heard)
DC (Uuunnnggghhh) Mia X!
(Mia X) Mia X! Unlady Like!
(Unlady Like) Unlady Like!
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
Mamma! Four star lady general
Picture the tank i represent, get ya bucked
And I ain't to be fucked with
Nigga, lyrical, lyrical, ghetto she-devil
Below the sea level
(New Orleans) chills the illest sista
Quick to get ya tangled in
My web of gangsta pictures
Descriptive vocals
Who's the black widow I flow to
Red Sea, flooded the rap in the streets
Started the week and got my props in and
Out of bloody cheddar cheese
Betta keep yo negativity about No
Limit on the under
My verbal warfare will shake
That ass like thunder
I thunder, man, they wanna be bad hoes
So ask yo-self can you handle any physical
Encounters with moi?
Huh? My thug entourage lives
For rollin them blunts
Totin them guns, tearin shit up, what?
There is no street bitch, rollin with niggas
Flowin with niggas
Holdin they own with niggas
Like Mama Mia, and her kid sista
Lady Smith and Wesson, 9 milli heata splitta
Forever with the, TRU soldiers, till I die
We gon ride, smoke weed
And drop lyrical keys
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
? Reebok, laced up, strapped with my hardhat
Army fatigues, strapped
And I'm ready for combat
Fool, I got that ghetto sold like?Lebanon?
And P be the commander, chief
Call me the black Sylvester Stallone
Eyes ever red, cause I'm gon off that dolja
Raise ya guns high if you a No Limit Soldier
Fool, till I die, I'm a represent the tank
A colonel's any nigga in
The ghetto makin bank
Gats cocked for hatas, suckas can't fade us
Got niggas representin from Louis, Florida
To Vegas mississippi to Oklahoma
New Orleans to California
Cleveland, Ohio, Atlanta to Tacoma
Texas, Evansville, to fuck it, Indianapolis
Augusta niggas rowdy, just bout that cabbage
Gats TRUed up, gon off that green and hennesy
Like Pac say, fool
Keep ya fuckin eyes on ya enemies
I be dunkin niggas in the
Hood just like Stackhouse
I'm known, any nigga in the ghetto
Could say "ungh!" and watch hoes pass out
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
Bitch I'm breakin bread
With muthafuckin killas
And I'm slangin tapes
To muthafuckin drug dealas
And I'm representin, No Limit to the fullest
TRU nigga till I'm dead, gimme the trigga
I'm gon pull it nigga pass the weed
Cause I'm bout to get high
And hatas watch ya ass
Cause ya ass is gonna die
We be No Limit niggas, and we bout it
We come to a club
And get the muthafucka rowdy
Bitch, I'm TRUed up, cause I'm in it
P is the colonel
I'm the muthafuckin lieutenant soldiers
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
Ya'll don't wanna go to war
Cause I'm off the muthafuckin tank, bitch
Ya'll think ya'll could, ya'll can't hang
Bitch, I'm a tell ya as a fact, ya'll can't
Bitch military mind
Or should I say military schemes
Count my fly radio? pull a hit off
In the daytime without bein seen
Cause I'm a N-O, L-I, M-I T soldier
I tried and told ya
Fuck repeatin myself over
Niggas start runnin, I start bustin
Niggas be hidin and duckin
You could be off and rushin
I got problems still can touch ya
Nigga fuck ya, no bustas
Just soldiers and hustlas
I'm good with my gun
But if it jams I resort to my knuckles
Cause if you ain't a soldier
Then you ain't shit
And if you ain't a soldier
Then what's yo purpose, bitch?
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
Together we make more noise than
Clash of the titans
Bring mo game than we fightin
I done hooked up with the Colonel
Give a fuck if you like it
Keepin bitches excited
Recycle hatas that trifle
Get vital with rivals
Got hoes awaitin my arrival
Call them people for me, I'm on fire
Scorchin hot, rhyme thrower, if
Yo ass get burned, don't hold me liable
We move far, can't go to war past 16 toys
You know who we are
We No Limit Soldiers we step when we march
I want yo respect like
A direct order from?Freestar?
Niggas get scared when I come through, bitch
I'm expectin five stars
Bitch? never overload rounds to be shot
We mercenary soldiers, we can't be stopped!
Bitch, we soldiers!
(Ghetto niggas and bitches)
Soldier, soldier (about face, at ease)
All I want to be was a soldier
(Now pass the muthafuckin weed)
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
(Uuunnnggghhh)
All ya'll niggas in Baton Rouge
(It's MP, MP! MP)
Shreveport (the muthafuckin colonel)
Alabama (The Colonel)
Kansas and it's time to salute (At ease)
North Carolina south Carolina
The first muthafuckin lady of the tank!
(on the muthafuckin tank) The
Tank! (Feel this)
Detroit the hardest bitch you ever heard!
(the hardest bitch you ever heard)
DC (Uuunnnggghhh) Mia X!
(Mia X) Mia X! Unlady Like!
(Unlady Like) Unlady Like!
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
Mamma! Four star lady general
Picture the tank i represent, get ya bucked
And I ain't to be fucked with
Nigga, lyrical, lyrical, ghetto she-devil
Below the sea level
(New Orleans) chills the illest sista
Quick to get ya tangled in
My web of gangsta pictures
Descriptive vocals
Who's the black widow I flow to
Red Sea, flooded the rap in the streets
Started the week and got my props in and
Out of bloody cheddar cheese
Betta keep yo negativity about No
Limit on the under
My verbal warfare will shake
That ass like thunder
I thunder, man, they wanna be bad hoes
So ask yo-self can you handle any physical
Encounters with moi?
Huh? My thug entourage lives
For rollin them blunts
Totin them guns, tearin shit up, what?
There is no street bitch, rollin with niggas
Flowin with niggas
Holdin they own with niggas
Like Mama Mia, and her kid sista
Lady Smith and Wesson, 9 milli heata splitta
Forever with the, TRU soldiers, till I die
We gon ride, smoke weed
And drop lyrical keys
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
? Reebok, laced up, strapped with my hardhat
Army fatigues, strapped
And I'm ready for combat
Fool, I got that ghetto sold like?Lebanon?
And P be the commander, chief
Call me the black Sylvester Stallone
Eyes ever red, cause I'm gon off that dolja
Raise ya guns high if you a No Limit Soldier
Fool, till I die, I'm a represent the tank
A colonel's any nigga in
The ghetto makin bank
Gats cocked for hatas, suckas can't fade us
Got niggas representin from Louis, Florida
To Vegas mississippi to Oklahoma
New Orleans to California
Cleveland, Ohio, Atlanta to Tacoma
Texas, Evansville, to fuck it, Indianapolis
Augusta niggas rowdy, just bout that cabbage
Gats TRUed up, gon off that green and hennesy
Like Pac say, fool
Keep ya fuckin eyes on ya enemies
I be dunkin niggas in the
Hood just like Stackhouse
I'm known, any nigga in the ghetto
Could say "ungh!" and watch hoes pass out
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
Bitch I'm breakin bread
With muthafuckin killas
And I'm slangin tapes
To muthafuckin drug dealas
And I'm representin, No Limit to the fullest
TRU nigga till I'm dead, gimme the trigga
I'm gon pull it nigga pass the weed
Cause I'm bout to get high
And hatas watch ya ass
Cause ya ass is gonna die
We be No Limit niggas, and we bout it
We come to a club
And get the muthafucka rowdy
Bitch, I'm TRUed up, cause I'm in it
P is the colonel
I'm the muthafuckin lieutenant soldiers
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
Ya'll don't wanna go to war
Cause I'm off the muthafuckin tank, bitch
Ya'll think ya'll could, ya'll can't hang
Bitch, I'm a tell ya as a fact, ya'll can't
Bitch military mind
Or should I say military schemes
Count my fly radio? pull a hit off
In the daytime without bein seen
Cause I'm a N-O, L-I, M-I T soldier
I tried and told ya
Fuck repeatin myself over
Niggas start runnin, I start bustin
Niggas be hidin and duckin
You could be off and rushin
I got problems still can touch ya
Nigga fuck ya, no bustas
Just soldiers and hustlas
I'm good with my gun
But if it jams I resort to my knuckles
Cause if you ain't a soldier
Then you ain't shit
And if you ain't a soldier
Then what's yo purpose, bitch?
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
Together we make more noise than
Clash of the titans
Bring mo game than we fightin
I done hooked up with the Colonel
Give a fuck if you like it
Keepin bitches excited
Recycle hatas that trifle
Get vital with rivals
Got hoes awaitin my arrival
Call them people for me, I'm on fire
Scorchin hot, rhyme thrower, if
Yo ass get burned, don't hold me liable
We move far, can't go to war past 16 toys
You know who we are
We No Limit Soldiers we step when we march
I want yo respect like
A direct order from?Freestar?
Niggas get scared when I come through, bitch
I'm expectin five stars
Bitch? never overload rounds to be shot
We mercenary soldiers, we can't be stopped!
Bitch, we soldiers!
(Ghetto niggas and bitches)
Soldier, soldier (about face, at ease)
All I want to be was a soldier
(Now pass the muthafuckin weed)
You don't wanna, go to war with a soldier
No Limit, TRU nigga, I thought I told ya!
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