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