Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let's Get 'Em, artist - Master P. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Let's Get 'Em |
| Yo locs nigga shit, I know you done whipped up this muthaphukkin dope, |
| but |
| we gonna break these niggas off. |
| But, uh I need to go out and handle |
| my buisiness with some of these niggas, cause uh niggas out here are |
| rappin, or should I say yappin. |
| They dont realize that, nigga this is real life. |
| This |
| reality. |
| You know what Im sayin? |
| Nigga when you say somethin about a nigga, you got to be ready to die for that shit. |
| You know what Im sayin? |
| I mean its like uh, niggas out here wanna be me. |
| Heh. |
| Niggas know the |
| real |
| from the fake man. |
| I smell a muthafuckin jealousy everywhere I go. |
| Niggas |
| is wearin it. |
| But uh, we bout to handle this muthafuckin shit. |
| We gonna |
| set the muthafuckin record straight. |
| UGGGH. |
| There they go There they go There they go UGGGHHH! |
| Pass me them thangs |
| Lets Get Em! |
| I get swoll like a boulder |
| Bitch Im a soldier |
| Yall runnin from the rollers |
| I slang tapes like crack |
| My rhymes so pure you hit it with 2,7 |
| 8 come back |
| And the game wont change cause Im the dopeman |
| But why yall niggas still runnin all off at the mouth man |
| TRU niggas dont talk shit |
| We in the game stackin Gs Yall niggas still tryna get me With playas and hustlas |
| But chall cant make no money |
| Cause yall niggas BUSTAS! |
| Hahm Bra |
| The game wont change |
| Yall niggas mad cause Master P got some change |
| Seen a nigga in the ghetto slangin dope |
| Now yall buyin my shit out the record store |
| And yo baby momma lovin me And everytime you turn on the TV |
| I feel ya muggin me But I cant be stopped |
| Cause real TRU niggas make their money from slangin rocks |
| Heh yall niggas slangin bunk rhymes |
| Thats why Im in the game, and I got mine |
| And yall Jewish brothas hollerin that black shit |
| Quick to sell a muthafucka to the white bitch |
| For 15 |
| That aint enough money to pay my muthafuckin rent |
| I made a movie nigga think Im slangin coke a lees |
| Nobody questions Bill when hes smokin weed |
| And Pac and Biggie taught me a lesson |
| What? |
| Never leave without your Smith N Wesson. |
| Bitch you went from the man that go AHHH |
| And the man that go UGGH |
| I ought to be proof up your ass that there just aint no limit to the |
| shit |
| we been doin |
| Only way to keep you from sayin my name is to put my dick in your |
| mouth |
| I piss on your porch, shit in your house |
| Somebody said that you were talkin about me I heard that |
| I could fuck you up with words but you dont deserve that |
| Go ahead rhymes rest your fuckin barber, but hurry back |
| I took a braid outta my own hair |
| Whip yo ass with one of my platts |
| You mad cause Im bringin home big ol shows my nigga with no tax |
| Jumpin cause we got a bigger fan bases and gold plats |
| Unfortunately a couple of things that in this industry that niggas |
| dont |
| understand |
| 90 percent of this shit is your buisiness |
| 10 percent of this shit is your timing |
| Slangin tapes across the whole planet |
| Mystikal, Master P, Silkk tha Shocker |
| We gonna keep this bitch jammin |
| Above the standard |
| No Limit on the charts slammin |
| Fuckin wit what we planned |
| Well gonna leave you dead where you standin |
| Aint that fool yall |
| Whenever we have to fuckin talk |
| We be silent |
| Or should I say real silent |
| Real niggas they speak with fuckin violence |
| Thats why I play a muthafucka like hockey |
| They mad cause they ho jock me They cant stop me So their result is to fuckin copy |
| I say P where they at? |
| There they go I spot em I got em Got EM! |
| Probably man thinks they on the muthafuckin top they on the bottom |
| See uh, you run your mouth |
| Nigga, Ill be like nigga what! |
| What |
| Tryna talk some shit about em, they wanna be just like us! |
| They talk about one |
| They talk about all of fuckin us Fuckin white roll real killas dealas who dont give a fuck! |
| See Im on some evil murderous devil shit |
| Got some niggas over they head they couldnt get off |
| I was the devilest |
| So what you sayin nigga |
| I roll with niggas with big triggers |
| Million dolla shit niggas with big figures |
| Tru niggas |
| Yall can tell, we soldiers off the back |
| We dont fuck around we stay strapped |
| Fucked up talkin bout you know where we at Wherever, whenever, however it goes |
| I wash your mouth out with soap |
| Rush to you outside know what Im sayin |
| No fuckin mo! |
| Here we go All yall fake ass niggas. |
| Nigga gon get chall. |
| Cause you know what? |
| A real TRU nigga, when he go to jail, he never rat on his potna. |
| He get |
| caught by the police TRU niggas dont talk. |
| Whenever TRU nigga falled |
| off |
| in the street, he hustles. |
| Cause TRU niggas know how to pop back up. |
| They |
| dont need to use other niggas names. |
| Another niggas muthafuckin game. |
| TRU nigga is a muthafuckin man. |
| Gotta stand on his own nigga. |
| All yall |
| fake niggas, yall eventually gonna fade with the muthafuckin wind. |
| Until |
| then nigga we bout it bout it n rowdy rowdy nigga. |
| No Limit for life. |
| T-R-U nigga And when I say T-R-U, I mean the whole No Limit family. |
| The |
| muthafuckin group TRU, Master P, Cmurder, and Silkk nigga. |
| Family. |
| Remember that. |