Artist(Band):Mr. Serv-On
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[Mr. Serv-On]
I'm a snatch your heart out through your fucking chest
I represent this fucking tank time to bow to the best
Fuck the rest
Nigga don't ask my fucking rank
Will shoot your children in the grave and a pistol in your face now
tell me what the fuck you think about my bank
We getting bad don't touch these boys on my shoulder
How many times we told ya
We came to get this bitch rowdy
Been bout it
?? and the colonel only
Virginia to Denver ready to die with me
So put your guns up
I gives a fuck
So nigga respect when I represent
Let's get it started
[Chorus]
Let's get it started
(Bitch I'm a soldier)
Started
(A soldier)
Let's get this mothafucka started
(A mothafucking soldier)
[Mia X]
Nigga what you want huh nigga where ya at
We here to get it started playa haters gone get parted at the wigs you dig
Mama X is the picture with it on her mind
Subliminal lyricals tell ya she ain't lying
My mouthpeice got MC's shivering like a cocked nine
Get on the floor surrender
Before my vocals send ya
To the promise land beg for your ?? then call me maam
Cause the only way your shit will survive is if my verbal gun jam
And it won't cause I don't be playing bout my lyric skills
Hit ya so hard your ID pictures gone feel it
The realest gots to be that TRU bitch
From that No Limit click click
Fuck the rhyming nigga its time for gangsta shit
And I'm with it, dumb hoe beaters be pounding
My right left ass whippings I give last to the year 2000
Quiet as kept, I step with soldiers starting it off
Think she ain't ma
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