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Текст песни Mr. Serv-On f No Limit All-Stars - Tank Niggas

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[Fiend]Womp womp!It`s that, it`s that nigga.Womp womp!Mr. Serv-On in this nigga.Womp womp!KLC on the beat.It`s Mr. (womp) ChorusI`m a No Limit tank nigga, tank nigga (do you what)Actin bad, blowin dank nigga, dank niggaYou wanna war get stank nigga, stank niggaAnd we ain`t dying cause we aint nigga, we can`t nigga x2[Mr. Serv-On]Let`s be realistic, if I slap the fuck out ya would you talk about itBetter yet, if I come to your motherfuckin houseFuck your wife, piss on your grass, kick your dog would you cry about itNo doubt about it nigga, I`m a fuckin soldierIf one of us die nigga we roll the body over, kiss the tankAnd pray to the motherfuckin ghetto saintBe afraid to die bitch, I can`tPut a pistol to my head, why the fuck should I be scared, I`m heartlessI`m tired of doin three consectutive lifetimes, nigga respect thisI don`t give a fuck about your lifeI cut your motherfuckin wrist twiceSpray, all your homies bleed and make you scream through the motherfuckinnightI put it down like my homie Big Ed, I put it down like thatNigga fuck that, I never leave my motherfuckin house without a motherfuckinstrapSo I don`t give a fuck if you north, west, south or eastNigga disrespect the tank and believe me nigga I`m a put one in your chestNigga I`m the No Limit fuckin beast[Fiend]Chorus[C-Murder]Get em up cause we never die motherfukaI be the dumb nigga causing all the ruckaC-Murder`s my name and it`s a shame how I make niggas past tenseAnd leave em bleeding cause I ain`t got no motherfuckin senseWe hit the soundscan harder then a land mineI drop a disc and Blockbusters start forming lines>From the north to the south to the east to the westI`m a tank nigga, respect my tank up on my chest[Fiend]I`m the motherfuckin baddest alive, ya heard me, and I meant itNuttin but me and know that Fiend gonna represent itIndependent like No Limit, you can start it I`m a finishPicture paragraph indented, thinkin that I`m timidI`m in the book of Guiness for leaving all my pray attendedAnd a niggas ass for playin with my spinachGet to mixing like a chemist, if it`s personal or businessBlame on my cut throat act, signed the sharpest niggaChorus [Mac]Who`s that wanna murder Mac, niggas thinkin it`s sweetThinkin I`m a killer just on beats but not no killer in streetsI`m World War three`ing, bustin at niggas like niggas KoreanMe and my niggas, ride wit us or die wit us (woooooooo)I represent the shell shocked niggas, point me to his block niggaIf I can`t find ya murder your pops niggaNo Limit soldier for life, they couldn`t hold meI never die wodie, that`s what my psychic friends told me[Lil Souljas]I`m a soldier camoflauge my reproitore, seven guardsTell the world who we are, leave the war without a scarI been doin this, TRU to this, call your friends, make a wishSingin tight when it come to thisAin`t no limit, keep coming, competition runningMoon to sun and, I can, you better come inSpecialist, you testin this, the best of thisThe more you might wanna dissMy tank says No Limit bitch[Fiend]Chorus[Mia X]Four star major general, bitch of the tankBoss hard and souljarette, known for washin all of the dankLegitimize, monopolize, roadblock when we gottaGuerilla force, black power, I racotta on topIt`s mama drama and I`m ready for warYour goin mine and leave em in chalk lines when I throw offShow off and sho nuff we rip theN-O L-I-M-I-T and leave em testin shit up[Big Ed]There`s no one seein me when I`m comin, red rumminBust you open in front of your womanWear shades when I`m in the hummer, your done in, ain`t no use in runninAssassin, got you boxed up, the smoke infrared got you locked upShoot your block up, bust your world like TupacI bring the fire like ?????, ain`t went hardheaded bar brawlerI get to shooting revolvers, 450 for problem solversBut I bust back, lemme hear the sound, of the clack clackNigga make some room, back backNo Limit soldiers are on the attack[Fiend]Chorus[Kane]I kick this motherfucker off like the SuperbowlWatch how quick this luger blowThe world gotta know, I ain`t a hoeI`m a go leave bullet holes in your vehicleKane & Abel stay low, bustin shots at the poposHundred shots in a row from the calicosCut throat like autopsy, poppin this, stop me, bitch watch meCall your baby mommy, identify the body when I get rowdyKicking ass till my shoes get shittyBullets trigger man cityYou with mePut your face up with steel make up, yall niggas wanna be pretty[Abel]Sargent at arms, denate bombs, we lyrical warfareBlow up your mind with pipe bombs, you niggas wanna go thereI cut your shit like Edward Scissorhands, I`m just a killer manBustin hollow tip grips in the black landSmack your bitch with a back handWe soldiers

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