Текст песни Mr. Serv-On - Straight Outta N.O.
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[C-Murder]Wassup niggas and niggets?We got the muthafuckin infamous three in this bitch.That Uptown nigga, that Third Ward nigga.And that Ninth Ward nigga.We represent for every hood on this muthafuckin globe.No Limit, nigga check this out.I`m a tell you niggas like this.[C-Murder]Straight out the projects, a crazy nigga named C-MurderQuick to put a muthafucker in a death gerterFirst we blank to smoke weed out of zig zagsAnd call it chop chop to meet me on the dope spotIn the projects we flip checks for the bricksAnd beat dope fiends down with them iron sticksMy nigga Serv and Mr. Magic bout to cause havocReady, aim, shoot, niggas jumpin like some jack rabbitsI hit the third and I swerve with ServPushin birds by the herbs, from the jets to the suburbsA trigger happy muthafucka with respect, breaking necksComing straight out the muthafuckin projects[Mr. Serv On]These motherfuckers don`t know me.You niggas don`t know muthafuckin streets.I`ll fuckin survive.Straight outta uptown, a rowdy muthafucka named ServYou niggas need to believe what the fuck you see, and not what the fuck you heardBefore it`s all said and done, nigga I`m a make you stand and bowWhen I flow all my muthafuckin raps on the tracks, everbody get wild(Uptown, uptown, we don`t take no shitUptown, uptown, niggas staight jack ya bitchUptown, uptown, we don`t take no shitUptown, uptown, niggas straight jack ya bitch)Back to lesson at hand, bitches gotta understandFuck it nigga I accept this fuckin war, I`m the fuckin manYou can go blow for blow, rap for rap, better yet blast for blastWhat up nigga, I`m talkin too muthafuckin fastI tell you nigga I`m a slow it downNo Limit, I never fall, damn you hate to see some muthafuckin` killas ballSo guess what niggas when I come around, you know it`s going downBelieve it nigga, I`m straight outta uptown[Magic]Man wait, hold on, hold on.Ya`ll niggas is something fuckin else bruh.Man fix me a fuckin drink and roll me a blunt.Let the downtown nigga do a little something ya hoid me?Straight out the Ninth Ward, remember me, It`s Mr. MagicI`m here and I`m hittin harder than a heron habitGot the world screamin Ninth Ward, bitch I might drop itWhen I`m driving in St. Clause, all my pastors die hardBecause I made it and I`m keepin` it realEvery song I scream Ninth Ward, I could imagine how ya`ll people feelSee my name all over t-shirtsWalkin with my CD`s, coming to concertsI can see em pushin in the crowdActin real ignorant, screamin real loud(From the Nine, niggas don`t mind dying>From the Nine, niggas don`t mind dying)Huh, huh(From the Nine, niggas don`t mind dying>From the Nine, niggas don`t mind dying)Now where my niggas at, what whatAnd where the bitches at, what whatWhere my niggas at, what whatWhere my niggas at, what whatStraight out the Ninth WardYeah nigga[Mr. Serv On/(Magic)]That was aight nigga but Uptown run this muthafucka.(Fuck that shit.Fuck that Uptown shit.)I`m from Uptown(I`m from Downtown)I`m from Uptown(I`m from Downtown)I`m from Uptown(I`m from Downtown)I`m from Uptown(I`m from Downtown)What what whatNigga shit, nigga you know what, uptown run this muthafucka.(Man, downtown in this bitch nigga.)You now what?If you put both of them bitches togetherAlot of money makers and killers nigga.(That`s right nigga)Ha ha, nigga, keep it on the song nigga.We all gon die nigga one day we gon die and ride together.(Uptown and downtown.We all represent New Orleans in this muthafucka.You know what the fuck I`m talkin bout.We No Limit Soldiers nigga)What, What, yo nigga.It`s Serv-On throw out to the NWA nigga.Rest in peace Eazy.Ya`ll made it real but a nigga like me come along and handle my fuckin` business.(Yall, it`s Mr. Magic.Rest in Peace to Eazy E.Give it up to DJ Yella, MC Ren, Ice Cube, Dr. Dre.)