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Let's Get 'em Lyrics

(feat. Mystikal, Silkk The Shocker)

Yo locs n**** s***, I know you done whipped up this m****p***kin dope, but we gonna break these n***** off.
But, uh I need to go out and handle my buisiness with some of these n*****, cause uh n***** out here are rappin, or should I say yappin.
They dont realize that, n**** this is real life.
This reality. You know what Im sayin? n**** when you say somethin about a n****, you got to be ready to die for that s***.
You know what Im sayin? I mean its like uh, n***** out here wanna be me. Heh.
n***** know the real from the fake man. I smell a m****f***in jealousy everywhere I go.
n***** is wearin it. But uh, we bout to handle this m****f***in s***.
We gonna set the m****f***in record straight. UGGGH.

There they go
There they go
There they go
UGGGHHH!
Pass me them thangs
Lets Get Em!
[3x]

I get swoll like a boulder
b**** Im a soldier
Yall runnin from the rollers
I slang tapes like crack
My rhymes so pure you hit it with 2,7
8 come back
And the game wont change cause Im the dopeman
But why yall n***** still runnin all off at the mouth man
TRU n***** dont talk s***
We in the game stackin Gs
Yall n***** still tryna get me
With playas and hustlas
But chall cant make no money
Cause yall n***** BUSTAS!
Hahm Bra
The game wont change
Yall n***** mad cause Master P got some change
Seen a n**** in the ghetto slangin dope
Now yall buyin my s*** out the record store
And yo baby momma lovin me
And everytime you turn on the TV
I feel ya muggin me
But I cant be stopped
Cause real TRU n***** make their money from slangin rocks
Heh yall n***** slangin bunk rhymes
Thats why Im in the game, and I got mine
And yall Jewish brothas hollerin that black s***
Quick to sell a m****f**** to the white b****
For 15%
That aint enough money to pay my m****f***in rent
I made a movie n**** think Im slangin c**e a lees
Nobody questions Bill when hes smokin weed
And Pac and Biggie taught me a lesson
What?
Never leave without your Smith N Wesson.
b**** you went from the man that go AHHH
And the man that go UGGH
I ought to be proof up your a** that there just aint no limit to the s***
we been doin
Only way to keep you from sayin my name is to put my d*** in your mouth
I p*** on your porch, s*** in your house
Somebody said that you were talkin about me
I heard that
I could f*** you up with words but you dont deserve that
Go ahead rhymes rest your f***** barber, but hurry back
I took a brain outta my own head
Whip yo a** with one of my platts
You mad cause Im bringin home big ol shows my n**** with no tax
Jumpin cause we got a bigger fan bases and gold plats
Unfortunately a couple of things that in this industry that n***** dont
understand
90 percent of this s*** is your buisiness
10 percent of this s*** is your timing
Slangin tapes across the whole planet
Mystikal, Master P, Silkk tha Shocker
We gonna keep this b**** jammin
Above the standard
No Limit on the charts slammin
f***** wit what we planned
Well gonna leave you dead where you standin
Aint that fool yall

Whenever we have to f***** talk
We be silent
Or should I say real silent
Real n***** they speak with f***** violence
Thats why I play a m****f**** like hockey
They mad cause they ho jock me
They cant stop me
So their result is to f***** copy
I say P where they at?
There they go
I spot em I got em
Got EM!
Probably man thinks they on the m****f***in top they on the bottom
See uh, you run your mouth
n****, Ill be like n**** what!
What
Tryna talk some s*** about em, they wanna be just like us!
They talk about one
They talk about all of f***** us
f***** white roll real killas dealas who dont give a f***!
See Im on some evil murderous devil s***
Got some n***** over they head they couldnt get off
I was the devilest
So what you sayin n****
I roll with n***** with big triggers
Million dolla s*** n***** with big figures
Tru n*****
Yall can tell, we soldiers off the back
We dont f*** around we stay strapped
f***** up talkin bout you know where we at
Wherever, whenever, however it goes
I wash your mouth out with soap
Rush to you outside know what Im sayin
No f***** mo!
Here we go
All yall fake a** n*****. n**** gon get chall. Cause you know what? A
real TRU n****, when he go to jail, he never rat on his potna. He get
caught by the police TRU n***** dont talk. Whenever TRU n**** falled off
in the street, he hustles. Cause TRU n***** know how to pop back up. They
dont need to use other n***** names. Another n***** m****f***in game. A
TRU n**** is a m****f***in man. Gotta stand on his own n****. All yall
fake n*****, yall eventually gonna fade with the m****f***in wind. Until
then n**** we bout it bout it n rowdy rowdy n****. No Limit for life.
T-R-U n**** And when I say T-R-U, I mean the whole No Limit family. The
m****f***in group TRU, Master P, Cmurder, and Silkk n****. Family.
Remember that.
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