Lyrics:
to the motherfuckin',
One of the hardest lieutenants on the tank, Mystikal.
We was all born to be soldiers.
See, these evil thoughts,
They was scarred into our
track
How many of y'all see some of that
None
Well in this rap game it don't matter
We run that!
Master P, Silkk, Mystikal
Like
fuckin cent that you could buy at the mall
I'm a long distance super-power, pussy-magnet
I was born in the ghetto, made by the ghetto
so fabulous!
they gon tell you for if you don't already know
huh nigga that's all on you to be on top of yearn
But by the time they finish fuckin you, bitch you
Float on that money boat
Stack it up, Flip it, re-up now I'm seeing ghost
Hitting that pick and roll
Niggas gone pay the toll
Yelling like Mystikal
-I-T-see-H
[Chorus]
[Master P] (Talking with echo)
Represent, Ughhhhhhhhh!
Ha ha! That's how we gon bubble.
No Limit style. Mystikal, nigga.
track
How many of y'all see some of that
None
Well in this rap game it don't matter
We run that!
Master P, Silkk, Mystikal
Like
Lewis, nigga I'll fold you
That's how these niggas get they shit knocked down
From fucking with Mystikal and the chick Fox Brown
[Mystikal]
If it
dick nigga Mystikal
and they knows who got the clout all that
on that nigga and that broad with the tanks around they necks
we connect like
[Featuring Kane & Abel Mia X Mystikal Silkk The Shocker]
[Master P]
Uhhhhhh ha ha
Where the real niggas at
Right chea right chea
"damn!!!!!"
Wake up hollerin' "damn!!!!!!!"
Wait until I get that muthafucka, and I am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chorus (mystikal & uncredited singer):
(mystikal
Beats By The Pound.
Puttin it down.
You other producers back up and put them drumsticks down.
Craig be , O'Dell, that nigga KL.
Mo D,
Just your nut-sack by itself
And bang them shits with a spiked bat
Cut your neck off and sew your head right back
And leave you like that
You just
Just your nut-sack by itself
And bang them shits with a spiked bat
Cut your neck off and sew your head right back
And leave you like that
You just
my nigga Mystikal do
Come see 'bout that shit
Step to it, know what I'm sayin'
You don't like what the fuck I do, step to me
We 'gone see about
[Mystikal]
I was at the mall, and this girl passed me by
So I like her booty she said hey boy
That's when I made my move
I jammed up and jammed
After that, here come the last three, (Who was?)
Loyce, Alan, and Kathy
[Chorus: Mystikal & Female singer]
[Verse 2: Mystikal]
And I'm just
about month go by see I'ma be like buying her shit.
I bought her lunch the first time,
But see there trick that's nuthin' but game,
I hit it one time
ASS YELLA BOY.."
Oooooh, he wants some? Ain't that cold, ya'll?
YOU A HO! MYSTIKAL! YOU A HO, MYSTIKAL!
I'm from the three, and I don't give a fuck..
and D-B-T-P-N
Beats By The Pound gettin down, lettin a nigga Mystikal, come on in
[Mystikal]
Nigga we bout it, we rowdy, another soldier united
Now whatever you
time and go to JAIL
Cuz in that two man cell
Best believe you gone get NAILED
Mystikal you'z a ho, it's time I Iet'cha know
Y'all ain't ready for Local
Hypnotized by the way that stripper blast
She shoots me deep in a trance
But look in my TRU shit fast or I'm ready to ass
don't you make
Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin'
Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin'
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