paroles de chanson Tank Nigga - Mr. Serv-On
[Featuring
No
Limit
All
Stars]
[Fiend]
Womp
womp!
It's
that
it's
that
nigga.
Womp
womp!
Mr.
Serv
On
in
this
nigga.
Womp
womp!
KLC
on
the
beat.
It's
Mr.
(womp)
Chorus
I'm
a
No
Limit
tank
nigga
tank
nigga
(do
you
what)
Actin
bad
blowin
dank
nigga
dank
nigga
You
wanna
war
get
stank
nigga
stank
nigga
And
we
ain't
dying
cause
we
aint
nigga
we
can't
nigga
x2
[Mr.
Serv
On]
Let's
be
realistic,
if
I
slap
the
fuck
out
ya
would
you
talk
about
it
Better
yet,
if
I
come
to
your
motherfuckin
house
Fuck
your
wife,
piss
on
your
grass,
kick
your
dog
would
you
cry
about
it
No
doubt
about
it
nigga,
I'm
a
fuckin
soldier
If
one
of
us
die
nigga
we
roll
the
body
over,
kiss
the
tank
And
pray
to
the
motherfuckin
ghetto
saint
Be
afraid
to
die
bitch,
I
can't
Put
a
pistol
to
my
head,
why
the
fuck
should
I
be
scared,
I'm
heartless
I'm
tired
of
doin
three
consectutive
lifetimes,
nigga
respect
this
I
don't
give
a
fuck
about
your
life
I
cut
your
motherfuckin
wrist
twice
Spray,
all
your
homies
bleed
and
make
you
scream
through
the
motherfuckin
Night
I
put
it
down
like
my
homie
Big
Ed,
I
put
it
down
like
that
Nigga
fuck
that,
I
never
leave
my
motherfuckin
house
without
a
motherfuckin
Strap
So
I
don't
give
a
fuck
if
you
north,
west,
south
or
east
Nigga
disrespect
the
tank
and
believe
me
nigga
I'm
a
put
one
in
your
chest
Nigga
I'm
the
No
Limit
fuckin
beast
[Fiend]
Chorus
[C-Murder]
Get
em
up
cause
we
never
die
motherfuka
I
be
the
dumb
nigga
causing
all
the
rucka
C-Murder's
my
name
and
it's
a
shame
how
I
make
niggas
past
tense
And
leave
em
bleeding
cause
I
ain't
got
no
motherfuckin
sense
We
hit
the
soundscan
harder
then
a
land
mine
I
drop
a
disc
and
Blockbusters
start
forming
lines
>From
the
north
to
the
south
to
the
east
to
the
west
I'm
a
tank
nigga,
respect
my
tank
up
on
my
chest
[Fiend]
I'm
the
motherfuckin
baddest
alive,
ya
heard
me,
and
I
meant
it
Nuttin
but
me
and
know
that
Fiend
gonna
represent
it
Independent
like
No
Limit,
you
can
start
it
I'm
a
finish
Picture
paragraph
indented,
thinkin
that
I'm
timid
I'm
in
the
book
of
Guiness
for
leaving
all
my
pray
attended
And
a
niggas
ass
for
playin
with
my
spinach
Get
to
mixing
like
a
chemist,
if
it's
personal
or
business
Blame
on
my
cut
throat
act,
signed
the
sharpest
nigga
Chorus
[Mac]
Who's
that
wanna
murder
Mac,
niggas
thinkin
it's
sweet
Thinkin
I'm
a
killer
just
on
beats
but
not
no
killer
in
streets
I'm
World
War
three'ing,
bustin
at
niggas
like
niggas
Korean
Me
and
my
niggas,
ride
wit
us
or
die
wit
us
(woooooooo)
I
represent
the
shell
shocked
niggas,
point
me
to
his
block
nigga
If
I
can't
find
ya
murder
your
pops
nigga
No
Limit
soldier
for
life,
they
couldn't
hold
me
I
never
die
wodie,
that's
what
my
psychic
friends
told
me
[Lil
Souljas]
I'm
a
soldier
camoflauge
my
reproitore,
seven
guards
Tell
the
world
who
we
are,
leave
the
war
without
a
scar
I
been
doin
this,
TRU
to
this,
call
your
friends,
make
a
wish
Singin
tight
when
it
come
to
this
Ain't
no
limit,
keep
coming,
competition
running
Moon
to
sun
and,
I
can,
you
better
come
in
Specialist,
you
testin
this,
the
best
of
this
The
more
you
might
wanna
diss
My
tank
says
No
Limit
bitch
[Fiend]
Chorus
[Mia
X]
Four
star
major
general,
bitch
of
the
tank
Boss
hard
and
souljarette,
known
for
washin
all
of
the
dank
Legitimize,
monopolize,
roadblock
when
we
gotta
Guerilla
force,
black
power,
I
racotta
on
top
It's
mama
drama
and
I'm
ready
for
war
Your
goin
mine
and
leave
em
in
chalk
lines
when
I
throw
off
Show
off
and
sho
nuff
we
rip
the
N-O
L-I-M-I-T
and
leave
em
testin
shit
up
[Big
Ed]
There's
no
one
seein
me
when
I'm
comin,
red
rummin
Bust
you
open
in
front
of
your
woman
Wear
shades
when
I'm
in
the
hummer,
your
done
in,
ain't
no
use
in
runnin
Assassin,
got
you
boxed
up,
the
smoke
infrared
got
you
locked
up
Shoot
your
block
up,
bust
your
world
like
Tupac
I
bring
the
fire
like?,
ain't
went
hardheaded
bar
brawler
I
get
to
shooting
revolvers,
450
for
problem
solvers
But
I
bust
back,
lemme
hear
the
sound,
of
the
clack
clack
Nigga
make
some
room,
back
back
No
Limit
soldiers
are
on
the
attack
[Fiend]
Chorus
[Kane]
I
kick
this
motherfucker
off
like
the
Superbowl
Watch
how
quick
this
luger
blow
The
world
gotta
know,
I
ain't
a
hoe
I'm
a
go
leave
bullet
holes
in
your
vehicle
Kane
& Abel
stay
low,
bustin
shots
at
the
popos
Hundred
shots
in
a
row
from
the
calicos
Cut
throat
like
autopsy,
poppin
this,
stop
me,
bitch
watch
me
Call
your
baby
mommy,
identify
the
body
when
I
get
rowdy
Kicking
ass
till
my
shoes
get
shitty
Bullets
trigger
man
city
You
with
me
Put
your
face
up
with
steel
make
up,
yall
niggas
wanna
be
pretty
[Abel]
Sargent
at
arms,
denate
bombs,
we
lyrical
warfare
Blow
up
your
mind
with
pipe
bombs,
you
niggas
wanna
go
there
I
cut
your
shit
like
Edward
Scissorhands,
I'm
just
a
killer
man
Bustin
hollow
tip
grips
in
the
black
land
Smack
your
bitch
with
a
back
hand
We
soldiers
1 Forever My Life: The Beginning
2 Tank Nigga
3 Boot 'em Up
4 From N.Y. to N.O.
5 F.U. Serv
6 Murder
7 I Hate the Way I Live
8 Best Friend II
9 1, 2, 3
10 Straight Outta N.O.
11 Snatch Them Hoez Up
12 My Homies
13 This Is for My Niggaz
14 Freaky Dreams
15 Make 'em Bleed
16 Hit the Block
17 Strap Up
18 I'll Be There
19 My Story
20 I Luv It
21 The Last Song
22 Forever My Life: The End
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