Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Won't Stop (feat. Master P and C-Murder), artist - Silkk The Shocker. Album song Made Man, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
We Won't Stop (feat. Master P and C-Murder) |
Can’t stop til the tanks on the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
We can’t stop til our tank’s on the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
Today, I’d like to welcome a few souljas (welcome) |
To this No Limit world (No Limit world) |
A world where we’ve been preachers (huh Bro) |
Harassed (harassed) and even incarcerated for making it (fuckin' FBI) |
And chasing the finer things (fuckin' government) |
Even though we legit, (you fuckin' cockroaches) |
Ghetto millionaires (millionaires man) |
Society still tryin' to cage us in (open the big bin man) |
But today, (today) today I say fuck the world (fuck the world) |
As we made it, Silkk the Shocker (Silkk the Shocker) |
And Master P… Made men (da last don) |
UGHHHHHH… |
We can’t stop til the tanks on the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
We can’t stop til the tanks on the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
I got a pawn for the week, meet me up the street |
See momma gotta eat, how much for a key |
See my bank from ghetto blood, when my homies show me love |
When hotboys run the streets, it was tanks and hugs |
Niggas ain’t gotta hustle no more, easy come, easy go |
No limit should be platinum before the shit hits the store |
With my cutless he could get his mind right |
And (trey hamm?) loved the lime light |
Big boys pushin' dimes right |
And y’all hatas ya’ll don’t wanna fight |
Ughhhhhh… |
We can’t stop til the tanks on the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
We can’t stop til the tanks on the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
I visualize gettin' shot by the bullets of my enemies |
Rest in peace, to all my fallen homies |
Young souljas turned victim at the full moon |
I still shiver when i glance at my war wounds |
Niggas feel my justice, and facial expression |
So many mother’s shed tears i guess they learned they lesson |
Cause TRU niggas make the world go round |
The world ain’t never been the same since the last don put it down |
T-R-U, M-O-B, til the day we die |
We represent the intercity, the dark side |
We made men, made from the realest niggas thoughts |
With the game from our veins straight to the heart |
Nigga, feel it, know what I’m sayin' |
We represent the made men til the day we die |
Silkk the Shocker (Made Men) |
Riders, Ughhhhhhhhhhhh… |
We can’t stop til our tanks on the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
We can’t stop til the tanks on the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
Made man, y’all motherfuckers know me |
It’s like the world is mine, you livin in it, y’all niggas owe me |
Cause i see death before i see life, death before I see white |
Death for a price, by the shotty left of the vice |
My only advice is I’m a thug, nigga, now ride once killas |
See you don’t wanna test my tank doggs, you don’t wanna test me nigga |
It’s like I, beef with the top, sleep with a Glock |
One hollow be paranoid, just like I, sleep at watch |
It ain’t my fault, if we had to take it to war |
Might not be that serious, but you x-ed out if I take it to heart |
I’m a made man, that means ya’ll can test it anytime |
And so many niggas wanna see me not make it |
I’m a ball til I fall, all of us, me, P, C |
The whole No Limit nigga, I’m a made man, ha ha… |
Ughhhhhh… |
We can’t stop til the tank’s at the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
We can’t stop til the tank’s at the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
We can’t stop til the tank’s at the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
We can’t stop til the tank’s at the wall |
Cause we made men and we goin ball til we fall |
We goin' ball til we fall nigga |
From the south, to the east, to the west |
And up north nigga, and to my little young nigga |
Free, in New York, keep your eyes open nigga |
Think with your mind and not with your soul |
That’s how you free your pain |
That’s how you become a made man… |