Young Bleed Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Bring the Noise Lyrics

f/ Master P, Mystikal

 

 [Master P]

 This for my nigga Young Bleed, ya heard me?

 Young Bleed, hah hah, ungh

 From the South to the West bring the noise

 (Bitch I see you there, whas happenin?

 Oh what you don't remember me? I'ma come out motherfucker, know how I do)

 Ain't No Limit, unggggh

 

 Ungggggh, bring the noise, nigga

 Ungggggh, pass me them toys, nigga

 (repeat 2X)

 

 [Mystikal]

 You need a fuckin whole army if you think you gonna take me

 I come up in this bitch and start goin CRAZY

 No more Mr. Nice Guy, excuses be given but that's how you MADE me

 Bitch this real life, it ain'ts to be played with

 One false move, niggaz I tear purchasin the pavement

 Had to get my shit together straight never flyin right from a sandpit

 Had to get my foundation mo' stable, and tighten up on my PAPER

 Uncle Sam get out the way I don't care so hand the number

 to my pager watchin for weasels, but still take good care of my PEOPLE

 Keep handlin my business I'm in it to win it -- YEAH!

 Fuck the party I'm workin hard from seargeant to lieutenant

 Let's get it started to fin' it, my beginning is your ending

 If I want it I GET IT, AND IF I SAID IT I MEANT IT

 HOW IN THE FUCK you gonna PLAY ME, smile in my face like you LIKE me

 Bitch you might as well HATE ME, you don't value my LIFE

 Determination, balls of fate, is how I got up in here

 So don't get SHOT up in here get out the way bitch we GOT IT from here!

 

 Chorus: Master P

 

 So, bring the noise, niggaz unnnngh

 So, pass me them toys, nigga unngggggh

 (repeat 2X)

 

 Niggaz duck when I came I mean I buck and they ran

 How many fools screamin Soldier but they couldn't maintain

 I had my Soldier ranks high and across my fo'head

 Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, that what my pah said

 I learned to, double it up for some dollars

 Hooked up wit a dopefiend term I sawed shit into hard powder

 I'm on the block slangin amphetamines

 I'm thinkin about my ghetto dreams on a triple beam

 Ain't no, turnin back I'm way too deep

 I got prices on my head by niggaz in the hood and the police

 A young nigga tryin to make it

 Twenty inch rims, candy wood, that's why they hate me, Soldiers

 

 Chorus

 

 [Young Bleed]

 Nigga if you ain't ready now you won't ever be ready

 They tryin to catch me for steady stackin confedi it's heavy

 But let me explain the game to break the chains of pain and, misery

 Playin my fame throughout this game and, remain a, mystery

 Is you peepin my skill? Is you seein is it real?

 Is you hurtin from hatin makin me reach for my steel?

 Knowin I'm runnin with ballers and steady clickin with killers

 Graveyard peelers masterminded drug dealers, and bitches love

 niggaz payin dues without nothin to lose

 Actin a fool the savage style from New Orleans to Baton Rouge

 I'm the cool out, makin it pop, it don't stop

 til I stack a million chips that's off the top, is you feelin me?

 I'm willin, it ain't no killin, I bet

 your life'll never be the same from blood spillin

 Heavens to Merkatroid gotta be fouler like the Big Boy

 Shakin up some shit I thought you knew I bring the noise, bitch

 

 Chorus

 

 [Master P]

 Ha ha, No Limit nigga

 Bringin the motherfuckin noise

 Young Bleed, pass the toys

 Mystikal, and I got it Master P

 Let's ride out nigga, handle our business

 Burst the game on these stupid bitches and get paid

 *gunshot*