Young Bleed - Bring the Noise (feat. Master P & Mystikal) lyrics

(feat. Master P, Mystikal) [Master P] This for my n***a Young Bleed, ya heard me? Young Bleed, hah hah, ungh From the South to the West bring the noise (b**h I see you there, whas happenin? Oh what you don't remember me? I'ma come out motherf**er, know how I do) Ain't No Limit, unggggh Ungggggh, bring the noise, n***a Ungggggh, pa** me them toys, n***a [x2] [Mystikal] You need a f**in whole army if you think you gonna take me I come up in this b**h and start goin CRAZY No more Mr. Nice Guy, excuses be given but that's how you MADE me b**h this real life, it ain'ts to be played with One false move, n***as I tear purchasin the pavement Had to get my sh** 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! f** 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 fu*k you gonna PLAY ME, smile in my face like you LIKE me b**h 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 b**h we GOT IT from here! [Chorus: Master P] So, bring the noise, n***as unnnngh So, pa** me them toys, n***a unngggggh [x2] n***as 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 sh** 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 n***as in the hood and the police A young n***a tryin to make it Twenty inch rims, candy wood, that's why they hate me, Soldiers [Chorus] [Young Bleed] n***a 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 sk**? 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 k**ers Graveyard peelers masterminded drug dealers, and b**hes love n***as 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 k**in, 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 sh** I thought you knew I bring the noise, b**h [Chorus] [Master P] Ha ha, No Limit n***a Bringin the motherf**in noise Young Bleed, pa** the toys Mystikal, and I got it Master P Let's ride out n***a, handle our business Burst the game on these stupid b**hes and get paid [gunshot]