Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Got It (Feat. Fiend, Big Ed, Magic), artist - Mr. Serv-OnAlbum song Mr. Whomp Whomp: The Best Of Fiend, in the genre ПопWe Got It (Feat. Fiend, Big Ed, Magic) |
| What you need, need |
| We got it, got it Nigga, you know what the fuck I came for |
| I’m wearing this fucking tank |
| Now tell me, the fuck you stand for |
| N-O-L-I-M-I-T, S-E-R and V Niggaz salute the Colonel |
| Nigga, I’m the lieutenant, don’t give a fuck |
| So, nigga, bow to me The banging one in the clique |
| Fuck your sound and your bitch |
| Nigga, this platinum Beats By The Pound shit |
| A soldier marching with his knees high |
| 1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 4 to the 5 |
| >From gang-signs to gun-fights |
| Bitch, I done done it When it comes to these streets and this music mothafucka |
| No Limit run it Nigga, three number one’s |
| Took 2 and a 3 and a 4 and a 5 |
| Shit, in the same year |
| So if your label can say the same shit |
| How the fuck you came here? |
| I done did from Chi-town to Montgomery |
| I’d rather lose my life than let you bitches run me I know what I came for |
| So, what you looking for? |
| (What you looking for?) |
| What you looking for? |
| I know what I came for |
| What you looking for? |
| What in Sam Hill are you thinking? |
| If you step to us, you won’t be left stanking |
| Big Ed, the assassin |
| Captain of the tank is my rank |
| Step through your hood like a Tyrannosaurus Rex |
| Mowed with Tech’s, camouflage gear from the toes to the neck |
| Niggaz don’t always know, niggaz still sleep on my lyrical capacity |
| That’s when I smoke em like Turbulence, bust on mics, |
| And cause tragedy |
| Ain’t no presence w/ these, park 3's, and sow his knees |
| Lyricists tuck on my sleeves after verbals like these |
| Big Ed be puttin’it down like that w/ a 50 Caliber |
| Niggaz runnin’on rides wit ya, but hangin’wit a bunch of rowdy niggaz |
| With a rowdy manager |
| If you want the hook-up, we got it Don’t make me BLAST at ya! |
| When it comes to a bunch of No Limit soldiers, we’ll dirty-dance witcha! |
| It’s a WAR!!! |
| But I’m in the tank, nigga |
| Just can’t lose, it’s this clique of No Limit soldiers |
| Giving you fools the blues |
| I refuse to lose, so I choose my moves |
| Smoking the cooool |
| Precisely selecting my 2's |
| Don’t play by the rules! |
| Busting first, leaving niggaz wetter |
| Jump in my Cadillac and then I jetta |
| If it’s a setup, I’m a call my squad of head-bustaz and wig-splitters |
| Hope you ready for war cuz these niggaz ain’t bull-shitters |
| TRU NIGGAZ!!! |
| We can’t fucking stand the rain! |
| Bringing the pain, mentally destroying your game |
| It must be the matches that I’m giving |
| Or could it be my deliverance? |
| That got you niggaz shivering while my tank is glistening |
| Picture this, a new era, and we on top of this rappin' |
| Ain’t no use in you fightin' |
| Cuz ain’t no stoppin’what’s supposed to happen!!! |
| Posted by ckbarlow@msn.com |
| Mr. Serv-On, Big Ed, Fiend, &Magic appear courtesy of No Limit Records, |
| LLC. |
| (1998) |
Song tags: #We Got It