Full Blooded - N.L. Party lyrics

[Intro: Master P] Uhhhhh, ha ha Yall like that huh The party don't stop yo Check it out [Chorus: Soulja Slim] Ain't no party like a No Limit party cause a No Limit party don't stop Ain't no party like a no limit party cause a no limit party don't stop [Soulja Slim] We got this motherf**ing party on lockdown We all family in this b**h so we put our Glock down A pound Magnolia in the calliop Bout it bout it motherf** it, the whole world knows [Master P] Now the party don't stop cause we bout it Don't make me get my soldiers out the back and get rowdy Where the n***as at, how you do dat there? Motherf**ers uptown n***a we don't care [Silkk The Shocker] Cause that we do sh**, it just don't stop I gotta fresh ampolla and it's sittin on drop I can't fly when I jump shot I'm bringin this clean Cause my boy bringin noise like a truck full of fifteens [Chorus] [Full Blooded] All I gotta do is squeeze the right Squeeze when it's right in the heat of the night Told two n***as better defeat the world fo fish (fo fish) The k**as fo spot, fo block and fo clock I move more hoes lets go hot when I'm ready to pull shot, pull shots I know when I breed em, hold down for sure ???????? through the mack and New York [Trenitty] Full time,four W-D plus, shots, n***as get rushed out Bust the guts out and No Limit soldiers had enough shots Cut throats to the fullest, keep a n***as hemp out Toe to toe we make noise, action packed we slang boys Trenitty flexing real sh**s Cut throat committed hurry hurry and we in this b**h Chorus x2 [The Gambino Family] I'll be the n***a that they call Feano And I roll with a click called Gambinos Knows in the shoulders who the f** we be Worldwide motherf**ers out that 1-2-3 Started off as a youngster kickin up dust Until I slain motherf**ers who be ready to bust Give a f** [Lil Gotti Gambino] Gotti be the title that I hold for sure Pokin hoes after shows with my n***a Feano Hit the scheme for your cream if you know what I mean Triple beam when I'm in it fourteen n***as telling me to keep it at ease, but they ain't feeling me Studio B's if you pull em at ease, from New Orleans to ????? [Big Ed] Big Ed attacking, bred a No Limit soldier Gettin bad with me, I screw your head off your shoulders I'm rollin with k**ers, thug n***as and convicts But I love the way you lick your lips The way you bounce that a** baby gets me kind of hot Goin out with me, ten out of nine cherries pops (Uhhhhhhh) [Chorus] [Prime Suspects] P threw a party down in New Orleans Hoes pop pussies, f**, you know what that means Jump in the cut roll a fat one up Fire it up, better love cause a soldier don't stut, yeah I gotta pound of rocks so it's on and poppin The party ain't stoppin so don't leave for cops I drink toxic, from the brow I'm been, G Weed and hennesy, that sh** was meant for me Yeah, yeah, n***as fall straight through the door (through the door) Soldiers greet soldiers hollerin bout why (why, why) Why let em roam (let em roam) Type of n***as make history, and yeah what (yeah what) Really don't give a f** [Mac] This a No Limit party, who got the blunts and the forties Woah!Motherf**er it's me, the M-A-C (who) You know my steed when I enter I'm lookin for a b**h bout cold as the winter Is it cool to f**, I'm tryin to do somethin, run through somethin Cause the spin in the change about nothin You know my name, know what's tap You know I rap, I'm a motherf**ing mack Baby girl and it's like that, it's a No Limit party [Chorus x2] [Kane & Abel] My n***a Snoop brought the weed, Slim brought the liquor C brought the cash and I brought the stripper Freak ho shake that a** while n***as tip her Got a pocket full of rubbers so we all goin hit her b**h cleaner then Mr. Clean, a n***a decked out Eyes hella red, Kane and Abel sessed out Respect the tank, n***a stick my chest out And this how we do it in the dirty south [Magic] Woah, please somebody tell me where the party at I'm tired of holding back, I wanna shine in my cadillac I'm here representing a soldier named Slim See the tank on this neck, see the ice on this wrist Picture this, I'm riding with Snoop Doggy Dogg And so yall don't worry bout the corners, we smokin till the morning Yall just keep the b**hes, now we on the way Hold on man I think Snoop got somethin to say [Snoop Dogg] Think fast when you dunk, cause I won't front And when it's time to dunk I won't be no punk I'll just pick the heater up and bust a shot I'm the last n***a up to rock the spot I'm represent a n***a to the fullest cause And if yall wanna trip, we tear this club up (tear it up) Huh bro, n***a n***a what, I'm tryin to bust again I'm likin likin, I want some real pimp sh** Mo B. D. feel me n***as out the sess Drink for drink and think to put in the fitty Will he be that same n***a blowin doshia (say what) Check this out, get the f** out, party over