KLC - We Got It lyrics

Chorus: [Fiend] What 'cha need, need We got it, got it (4Xs) [Mr. Serv-On] Ahh! n***a you know what the f** I came fo'! I'm wearin this f**in' Tank Now tell me (what) the f** it stands fo'! N-O-L-I-M-I-T, S-E-R-V n***a salute the colonel n***a I'm lieutenant, don't give f** So n***a bow to me Bangin' one of the click f** yo' sound and yo' b**h n***a it's platinum Beats by Pound sh** A soldier marchin' wit' his knees high 1 to da 2 to da 3 to da 4 to da 5 From gang signs and gun fights b**h I den done it When it comes to da streets to da music mutha f**a NO LIMIT RUN IT!! n***a three #1's to da 2 to da 3 and a 4 and a 5 In the same year So if yo' label can't tell ya da same sh** Then why in the f** you came here I den did it from Chi-town, Montgomery I rather lose my life before I let you b**hes run me I know what I came for, so what 'cha lookin' for What 'cha came for....... (Chorus 2Xs) [Big Ed] What in Sam Hill are you thinkin' If you step to us, you want be left stankin Big Ed "The Assa**in," Captain of the Tank is my rank Step through yo' hood like a Tyrannosaurus Rex Totin' two techs, camoflauged gear from toe to neck n***as don't know when n***as can sleep on my lyical capacity That's when I swoop 'em like turbulence Bust on mics and cause tragedy The presents of thieves, hearts breeze and souls leave If you stomp on my stees after verbals like these Big Ed be puttin' it down like that Wit' a fifty calibre n***as run off wild at 'cha Why dey hang wit a bunch of n***as wit' a rowdy manager If you want the hook-up, we got it Don't make me blast at 'cha But if ya come short buncha No Limit Soldiers dirty dance wit'cha (Chorus 2Xs) [Magic] It's a WAR!! But I in da Tank n***a Just can't lose It's dis click of No Limit Soldiers givin' you fools the flu I refuse to lose so I choose my move Smokin a Kool, precicely selectin' my tool Don't play by the rule, bustin first Leavin' n***as wet up Jump in my Cadillac and then I jet up If it's a set up I'mma call a squad of head bustas and wig splittas Hope you ready to war cause these ain't bullsh**tas TRU n***as we can f**in' stand the rain By bringin the pain, mentally destroyin' yo' game Must be the Magic that I'm givin' or could it be my deliverence That got you n***as shiverin' or my Tank is glistenin' Picture this, a new era and we on top of rappin' Ain't no use to you fightin' cause ain't no stoppin' what's suppose to happen (Chorus until fade)