Mr. Serv On]

You niggas talkin'bout you run out of this and jump out of that

And hit a nigga block ha

But I don't really think you know what it means

to run up on a nigga's shit

And take what you want nigga

Cause as long as I can remember nigga

Down south No Limit

We take what the fuck we want



[Mr. Serv On]

Ha I'm addressin to show alot of niggaz in the rap game

shit bout to change

Nigga you gotta know your pay, chose your side nigga, foe or friend

I can't pretend to love a nigga when I know I don't

I can't pretend to love a woman when I know the fuck I won't

Cause eveything I seem to love, seem to leave

And every nigga I see to trust,

seem to scream jealously and betrail and bleed

How many niggas you know smoke weed to ease the ghost in they mind

How many niggas you know smile when the judge say 99

I know alot of niggas in the rap game look at the tank on my chest

And you say to yourself nigga, you hate my kind

When you niggas sit on top of the rap game

Ya'll decided to sit back, get fat, smoke weed, get laid

Then we came, nigga starvin in the middle of the night

Like a new young rapper on a New York train

Then we stepped off, pay the toll, nigga you know tanks roll

Why you niggas strollin in your videos in the park

We was wagin bloody war in the dark

And if you about that talk nigga, fuck you



Chorus

You don't know when I hit your block I hit right

You don't know when I hit your block, aight

You don't know when I hit your block, I hit it right

Cause everything in sight gotta die tonight x2



Now ease up nigga, don't make a sound, lay it down

I fuck with the Pound,

and any new other gang won't make me fuck with this rap thang

I could take each one of my producers, send them each to one of your labels

And you finally get the feelin of what it feels like to get a real hit

And don't be afraid to look at that sound scan shit

Cause with the pound name nigga

You know you be shippin enough out the door

And pay you artist to a video, buy a house for your wife, you know my ho

See I was like Randy Moss, the top draft choice

Alot of you niggas looked at me but you was too scared to touch my voice

But that nigga with the gold teeth picked me late in the first round

Now I get down with young savage niggas

From LA to smoking weed with that nigga Tony from town 87, and Chi town

I even get down with Jack Town Ballers, Mississippi niggas

Callin me on my beeper sayin Serv, nigga you need extra trigger

Forever nigga, that's how I do it when I put it down nigga

If you ain't fuckin with a nigga

I bang, hang, nigga lesson hang, sayin nigga



Chorus x2



You know what I'm saying motherfucker?

You goin know what's happening

Like that little nigga that like to bark say

Nigga talk is cheap motherfucker

You know what I'm sayin

So when I hit your block you goin know

To the niggaz in the rap game, I know you keep it real