Luyện nghe bài hát Make 'Em Say Ugh

No Limit Studios, Who dis is? Who dis is?
Nigga, rappin' 4-Tay, who is this? Oh dis P
P? Yeah dis P, P? Yeah, well if this P, hear ya say uhh!

This no motherfuckin' P! Man, hang the phone up

Uhh! Na, nah na nah
'em say, uhh
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

Nigga, I'm the of the motherfuckin' tank
after big thangs, we after big bank
3rd Ward hustlas, in combats
Convicts and dealers, and with tru tats

Never a fuck 'bout no hoes on our riches
And come short, I'm diggin' ditches
M.P. pullin' stripes,
And run up wrong, nigga I'm knockin' out some teeth

I'm down slangin', rollin' with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of all you haters and you
Steppin' on cold, break a nose
In the projects anything goes
Breakin' fools off 'cause I'm a No Limit at ease
Now salute, this me the doja

'em say, uhh
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

'em say, uhh
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

'em say, uhh
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

Fiend exercisin' this right, of exorcism bustin' out the
Bullets choppin' business to about the size of prisms our mission
They heard we scary, No Limit
No tellin' how bad it get, because the vary

I you make 'em worry, that this for the loot
They by the rounds that the tank shoot
Tank Dogs salute! robbery in store
'Cause they know Fiend know

Mean mo' money mo' little Fiend still want the
The cornbread and the cabbage in your
you bitches of who the baddest
Definitely the maddest, so the crime gon' 'em up
My uhh went
(Uhh, uhh)
And with nine, get 'em

'em say, uhh
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

'em say, uhh
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

P gon' make ya say uhh, make you say ow
I'm not Eric B but guaranteed to this motherfuckin' crowd
I on like light switches, money, 'cause I like riches
Hittin' nothin' but tight bitches, call me, I hit ya

make 'em say nah-nah-nah, don't trip
After I bust yo' shit, after that say na, nah, nah, nah
I hang with niggaz, I do my thang with
(Uhh!)

They know if I gangbang
'Cause I hang with a whole gang of
So when, we connect bitch respect this, I step quick
'Cause I got a vicious right hand but ya what? My left is quick!

Silkk, you the type of nigga promotes violence?
You be right 'cause I'll step in the club and say somethin'
To get that motherfucker start to
(Bout it!)

Bad as vogues, I'm cold, extra see
[Unverified] PG [unverified] never fuckin' knockin'
I make 'em all see 3-D
And P-D's the game that I spit, No Soldiers got my back

I run motherfucker, TRU niggaz
And I, betcha y'all ya say, "Bet!"

'em say, uhh
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

'em say, uhh
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

We capitalize and on everything
We see keep drawed and cocked
We got the industry locked, we be stopped, too hot
Check the that we got on Billboard

Tank can set up roadblocks, we fadin' all you hoes
Want some mo? Then go, stretch you out like elastic
Zip ass up in plastic, have ya folks pickin' caskets
We drastic, our is homegrown in the ghetto

So feel the of this sista, it's like you fightin' 10 niggaz
Forget the boys, it's the biggest mamma Mia
The Like diva, lyrical man eater
Believe her or see her, and get that ass

If you're a decision maker, guaranteed you'll get away
So in yo' place, when ya hear mamma speakin'
spray, clear the way, when ya see The Tank creepin'

'em say, uhh
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

'em say, uhh
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

Hi, I'm that that rap and stick-up Joe
When they won't how to do it
You be the little bitty skinny motherfucker
With the braids in his hair limos and choppers too

I paid my dues, but still played the blues
Nigga play me like you was scared to
I'm still a fool, you ain't the news
I was a No Limit nigga, makin' major

I won't stop now, bitch, I stop
You can't stop me, so don't try
We, we tru soldiers, we die
We rollin', na, nah, nah, nah, nah

All aboard, bitch it's a choir inside
The group goin'
Niggaz to war, got to fightin' and shootin' inside rumors
be sayin' he there, we there, beware!

C there, there, Fiend there, Mamma there, P there
no salary cap, on top of my dollars
I roll nothin', but them No Limit riders
I gets nigga, I hold my tank up high
how many bitches get wild, na, nah, na, nah

'em say, uhh!
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

'em say, uhh!
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)

'em say, uhh!
(Uhh!)
Na, nah, na, nah
(Na, nah, na, nah)
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