X Mia - Bring It On[Ft.Fiend,Mac,Skull Dugery,C-Murder,Mys lyrics

[Fiend]
What´s goin on out there in soldier world? {All my soldiers and
Soldierettes}
This Fiend the excited private nigga act like ya know me
Here to represent on Mia X Ms. Mama Drama Shit {Mama Drama Nigga}
Here we´ve Mac, the shell shocker, skull dugery
C mother f*cking Murder, Mystikal
And last but not least Fiend the excited private
Here to represent like this ya heard me?
[Chorus X4]
Cock, bust, squeeze, aim
We No Limit Soldiers nigga you know our name
[Mia X]
What y´all niggas really come to do
If you with me tell them soldier haters F*ck you {F*ck you}
What y´all bitches really come to do
If you with me tell them soldiers haters f*ck you {f*ck you]
True niggas on the front line ready to squezze
Bitches think before you speak cause you do not want none of these
Left, right, left roundhouse
Cause everytime I bring it one sombody gets knocked out
About as bout it bout it as it gets
It is that bitch
Mia X lady no limit {yea that bitch}
Mama four-star {yea that bitch}
You do not want to go to war {That is that bitch}
Drill me
I make ya fell me like ya dick in burning pussy
Lyrical beats or in the streets nigga I am no rookie
I am the drama in your heart when your people get killed
The most respected gangsta bitch on the real cause I´ll
[Chorus X2]
[Fiend}
Remember me I tote a shoty
Military gunfare just one day
Paper weight hands & arrest leg
I aint scared I done prayed for all the consequences
Brand new glock inventions & killers with bad intentions
Forget to mention don´t mind my neck on the line
Give my moms the insurance money & card for valentines
I aint died burn no coffin don´t pour no cornie on me
Smoked in the zone stashed throw me taking what the owe me
I the soldier in the fatigues full of weed ready to bleed
Behind what I believe the tank & we indeed
Boy I hem thee the message with bent knees
And notes around they neck signed bitch Fiend sent these
[Mac]
What? I hit the block yellin shell shocked
From the streets to the motherf*cking cell block
If you with me cock it back & let them shells pop
If we gone die then we gone die letting off shots
Woah there nigga
Don´t f*ck around, don´t f*ck around with this click
Cause haters eat dick & shit throught them tubes bitch
I used to murder murder back when I was seventeen
Got with that tank now it is all about that mean green
And I get you open like the Waffle House
This shit get real when I pull that rifle out
Kill kill mama drama told me bust
There aint nuttin to discuss
So you will not gone get the f*ck
If you aint riding with us
[Skull Dugery]
Now everybody wants to play the game
I bring the force like the Desert Storm bring the pain
Like the land brang
Motherf*ckers must dismiss when I enter they shit
From house to house to block to block to the project bricks
Every hood them thuggish soldiers taking over I told ya
It is no limit bringing the pain
The other level of the game
Niggas disrespect they get deal with
You be in a pillow in that wooden box riding in that long black dick
You feelin this nigga you know on thing´s real
F*cking with no limit niggas & top dog skills
Niggas going to get ya
Fell & then they peel ya
Niggas ya going to fell this solder shit you dig it?
[Chorus X2]
[C-Murder]
Nigga what? make some run I am about to throw down
I aint no motherf*cking homey but you bout to get clowned
No limit soldiers get rowdy raise the roof like Luke
We be some true tanks doggs ask my niggas Fiend & Snoop
Capital N-O Capital L-I-M-I-T
Till I D-I-E & that is no L-I-E
So bitch get off me before I spit some shit
And break your ass off with a 45 & a extra clip
They call me C-murder cause I put on in your dome
I come to your set & leave you laying at home
I hang with killers & dealers, weed smokers & G´s
No limit niggas don´t fall off so f*ck my enemies
[Chorus X2]
[Mystikal]
If I come from around the corner I am a knock up your head
shouldn´t have been f*cking with that nigga with the enuciation
f*cking with the nigga with bad attitude & bad pronunciation
that is why I come off rude, loud & obnoixous, every other word gone
be
profane
farting, spiting, grabbing my dick like I aint got no f*cking home
training
Even if it is 5 o´clock in the morning & the song aint done I aint
leaving
I will take all day but when I finish the bitch have your head hurting
and your
ears bleeding
From having no money barely eating, not going no where rarely leaving
to steak & shrimp every evening, gone all day busy as a beaver
Imma soldier, told ya, now I am a show ya
doing it over
I got the end of the M-16 explode
you do not want to, aint going to go to war
shot to kill, forward march
[Chorus to fade]

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