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Текст песни Mr. Serv-On - Boot `Em Up

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[Fiend]ChorusShoot `em up, shoot `em downShoot `em up, shoot `em downShoot `em up, shoot `em down, shoot `em down, shoot `em downShoot `em up, shoot `em downShoot `em up, shoot `em downShoot `em up, shoot `em down till there`s nothin aroundBoot `em up, boot `em downBoot `em up, boot `em downBoot `em up, boot `em down, boot `em down, boot `em downBoot `em up, boot `em downBoot `em up, boot `em downBoot `em up, boot `em up till they gotta go down[Fiend]Which one of you niggas wanna swing something, swing somethingFuck with me this bumble bee goin sting somethingYou actin like I ain`t a knockout king or somethingGhetto concrete, rings, left, right dubbinGrab them choppers and weedThem niggas bout that bleedin and needsSee what the streets go over to our survival, like meIt`s called the I-E-G-T can make it bad for yaLike findin out your momma never had love for yaI`m a bad muthafucka and bout it bout it to the boneSome niggas go to clubs but they never make it homeKeep a pistol on me if you want mePull in first, so I hope you just ready to settle will just haunt youChorusOne two, No Limit comin for youThree four, Serv at your doorFive six[Mr. Serv On]Muthafucka don`t be no bitchLet it be known, let it be seadNaw, not like thatI came in this muthafucka to get rowdyGet the fuck out tha way if you scaredEven though its lovin, I come in the clubNigga I don`t get caught up in that V-I-P trip (none of that)Cause like to be one of them niggas that like to sit aroundAnd get around with them niggas that buy my shitSo they say them niggas No Limit real, nigga we run this bitchI ain`t one of them niggas in my video who rap about money and fameFuck that, I like talking bout niggas that`ll die for their street namesFrom LA to NO from NY to ChiTill I die I respresent where I`m fromNigga stand up, here I comeI`m like a twenty one year old Tyson niggaKnockin niggas out, don`t give a fuck, nigga I keep my fingers on the triggaSo when you want it nigga, come and get itAnd when I slap it down nigga you wanna know where the fuck I`m fromThird Ward and UptownBoot em up[Fiend]Chorus[Mystikal]Gives a five, funkdafied, call this microphone handlerThe billboard spot damager, tarantula in front the cameraFrom amateur to the actin` animalMore graphic than the ????And I get`s down like Tommy Lee be doin PamelaNow see what we can break outI set it off, I let it all hang outBusta`s be formin off the charts talkin bout wooooooahBut I`m a be rhymin me to be talkin bout weeeeeeeI beat ya up, I cut ya up, I stab ya up, I bust ya upTake it, you can`t do nothin for the reprucussion from this bucka buckaRound your people, get your issues, get the fuck out[Fiend]Chorus

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Boot `Em Up

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