Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Start No .... (feat. Master P & C-Murder), artist - Mia x.
Date of issue: 26.10.1998
Song language: English
Don't Start No .... (feat. Master P & C-Murder) |
Don’t start no shit it won’t be no shit |
Let me tell you motherfuckers who you fucking wit |
Niggas say fuck ya’ll bitches say fuck ya’ll |
No limit soldiers we gon ball til' we fall |
Say niggas say fuck ya’ll bitches say fuck ya’ll |
No limit soldiers we gon ball til' we fall |
Master P and Big momma we the Bonnie and Clyde of rap |
Nigga we strapped wit projects that’s why we stay fully strapped |
And now the world wanna know why the fuck we a menace |
See how I make them say unhh then I came out with No limit |
But you see I hang with ex-convicts and motherfucking dealers |
And the world wanna P nigga is you really a killer |
Fuck the game I came to make change fuck the fame |
I came to put other motherfucking soldiers in the game |
And when I’m gone nigga I bet I make ghetto history |
But I don’t give a fuck about my enemies cause |
I got my motherfucking tru niggas with me |
Silkk, C-Murder, Big Boz, and Mama Drama |
And I’m sending motherfucking one way tickets to the Bahamas |
See the ghetto got me stressed but fuck it I ain’t gon cry |
But when I’m goneniugga make sure all my enemies die |
Nigga ask yourself do youreally wanna fuck with this here |
Now think about it dog do you thinhk you gon see another year |
Bitch I’m Bossaline do you really know what the fuck that means |
That means that means I come to your set |
with no regrets and make you a dream |
See I’m deadlylike a motherfucking snake biting crack |
I’ve seen niggas with a fallen? |
but they know they ain’t never coming back |
I’m kinda like public service bitch I’ll cut your lights off forever |
Bitch be spittin at your dome I’ll get caught in rainy weather |
I rest in No Limit to the shit that I’ll do you |
Nigga I’ll cut your head off and send your body to a army look brutal |
Same shit when you cross my click you playa haters and snitches |
Tru niggas stick together so nigga fuck ya’ll bitches |
Mama Mia southern girl fuck old susanna I totes |
Two blocks and rocks of camoflauge bandanna |
I keeps them on cock when I’m riding through the hood |
Cause soldier haters live for plottin something no good |
I wish you would try to get your rap an attested Mama |
I gots the kind of cash to make sure they never find ya |
I’m trying to do thre right and live my life in peace |
Help my soldiers make it better with the Colonel Master P |
But we can still get rowdy rowdy as fuck |
And we got millions of niggas riding with us |
Put em up for tru playas click tight for life |
And make shots at fake haters who ain’t playin it right |