Bring the noise lyrics

Artist  : Young bleed 
Song : Bring the noise
 
featuring  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*