Master P - Let's Get 'em Lyrics
[master p/c-murder]ChorusWhere them niggas atWhere them niggas atThere them niggas go[master p]Uhhhhh***** it, lets get em x4[c-murder]Im a mother*****ing soldier***** I thought I told ya, I smoke your ass like dojaNiggas mad cause my tapes selling like crackSold a million records, not one disc came backYou know, I gotta repre *****in sentMy ghetto niggas got me getting paid like the presidentBut tru niggas dont yap about it (yap about it)But when I do some gangsta shit, you know I gotta rap about itI left the dope on the mother*****ing tableThe feds mad cause we the number one rap labelNo limit records made history in this *****And its a myth on how ghetto niggas getting richThe whole world say they bout it bout itI drop this ghetto shit, and get my thug niggas rowdyMy tank dogs coming through, where them niggas atReady to hit em, p, pass me them thangs, let me get emChorus x4[magic]P man, pass me them thangs and let me get emI be damned if I dont kill a niggaThey shouldnt be *****in with yaThey dont respect a *****ing soldierThey gonna roll or get rolled over, or get *****ed overNow I may be the first to go with, but you best believeThirty niggas came out here to get us, thirty niggas gonna bleedIm here to protect and serve my tank dogsAnd any nigga that ***** with usColonel, get ready to go to war, Im hitting hardA made nigga, thats why they call me mister magicBusting that niggas that try it, magic and laughIm military minding, I dont second guessClick clack blast, erasing niggas, its all badChorus x4[master p]Nigga I ride for scrilla, hang with dealersDaddy wasnt home so I rode with them killersAnd thug niggas high off hennesey and weedTatoos and ozs, invested in cdsNow the feds wanna see me deadIndependent, black owned and teaching other niggas how to get paidRan with some gangs, bank for some changeThird ward niggas dont play no *****ing gamesMe and silkk, c-murder, we killersPlus magic together, a world of tru niggasTaking over this rap gameIts no limit for life, lights out Im the trigger man(bang, bang, bang, bang)Ok, Im reloading. ha ha.I told yall, no limit niggas, we mercenary soldiers.We dont talk, we dont rap about niggas.We all about getting our mother*****ing paper.A coward dies a million deaths, but a soldier only dies once nigga.Real niggas, they play the mother*****ing game they dont talk nigga.Ha ha, yall fake ass niggas, yall think about it.Rapping for the mother*****ing white folks.We independent black owned nigga.Ghetto niggas, ha.Real niggas and *****es unite. ha ha.***** fifteen percent nigga, I want the whole mother*****ing wallet.Talk to the niggas I feed nigga if you got problems
