Don't start no.... lyrics

Artist  : Mia x 
Song : Don't start no....
 
 featuring  C-Murder, Master P

Master P talking: (Yo man you high yet?)

Chorus:

Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
Let me tell you motherfuckers who you fucking wit
Niggas say fuck ya'll bitches say fuck ya'll
No limit soldiers we gon ball til' we fall
Say niggas say fuck ya'll bitches say fuck ya'll
No limit soldiers we gon ball til' we fall

[Master P]
Master P and Big momma we the Bonnie and Clyde of
rap
Nigga we strapped wit projects that's why we stay
fully strapped
And now the world wanna know why the fuck we a
menace
See how I make them say unhh then I came out with
No limit
But you see I hang with ex-convicts and
motherfucking dealers
And the world wanna P nigga is you really a
killer
Fuck the game I came to make change fuck the fame
I came to put other motherfucking soldiers in the
game
And when I'm gone nigga I bet I make ghetto
history
But I don't give a fuck about my enemies cause 
I got my motherfucking tru niggas with me
Silkk, C-Murder, Big Boz, and Mama Drama
And I'm sending motherfucking one way tickets to
the Bahamas
See the ghetto got me stressed but fuck it I
ain't gon cry
But when I'm goneniugga make sure all my enemies
die

Chorus

[C-Murder]
Nigga ask yourself do youreally wanna fuck with
this here
Now think about it dog do you thinhk you gon see
another year
 
Bitch I'm Bossaline do you really know what the
fuck that means
That means that means I come to your set 
with no regrets and make you a dream
See I'm deadlylike a motherfucking snake biting
crack
I've seen niggas with a fallen ? 
but they know they ain't never coming back
I'm kinda like public service bitch I'll cut your
lights off forever 
Bitch be spittin at your dome I'll get caught in
rainy weather
I rest in No Limit to the shit that I'll do you 
Nigga I'll cut your head off and send your body
to a army look brutal
Same shit when you cross my click you playa
haters and snitches
Tru niggas stick together so nigga fuck ya'll
bitches

Chorus

[Mia X]
Mama Mia southern girl fuck old susanna I totes
Two blocks and rocks of camoflauge bandanna
I keeps them on cock when I'm riding through the
hood
Cause soldier haters live for plottin something
no good
I wish you would try to get your rap an attested
Mama
I gots the kind of cash to make sure they never
find ya
I'm trying to do thre right and live my life in
peace
Help my soldiers make it better with the Colonel
Master P
But we can still get rowdy rowdy as fuck
And we got millions of niggas riding with us
Put em up for tru playas click tight for life
And make shots at fake haters who ain't playin it
right

Chorus: repeat to end