What's Ya Point

Yeah uh Terror Squad

TS

No Limit fam

Uh TS

TS

Yeah yeah yeah uh

NY to the NO

Puttin it down like what

Don Cartegena the leader

Yeah uh

Who gives a f**k about a ni**a like you

Like you

B**ch rap cats'll see right through

Right through

East west man you know how we do

How we do it

Down south my n***as bout it and we bound to take it all from you

I'm from the streets of NY where the wind don't die

We even try to bake the cake or pie

Bust on by for my n***as incarcerated

Where you gotta do life or get your life confiscated

I often made it through the cold stages

Where the government supply d**gs and breed thugs in all ages

Caucasians givin core cases

P's chase us like horse races

Battin down on all faces

Everyday it's like the same old sht

I ain't goin bit my motto's like make more hits

Terror Squad and the No Limit fam for life

Don Cartegena Mama Mia

Yeah that's right

What's your point ni**a what you tryin to say

We got the same types of thugs right around my way x4

Walkin through your backyard knockin down your trash

You move too fast and I'm a blast your a**

Will a ni**a do this or will a ni**a do that

Just know that my four four packed don't pull back

So roll back regroup thank me 'for you come up

Please put your gun up fool you gettin done up

I'm one up on every motherf**ker in the giddame

Act like you don't know my motherf**kin niddame

And things won't never be the same again

Ain't no slippin to the quicken we hit this game again

What's your name again I'm the capital S

You know the motherf**kin rest I'm from the motherf**kin west

Side of the coast east side of the beach

School of hard knocks graduated straight from the streets

Sht my hair got longer and my pockets got bigger

I got love for real ni**a so what's up jigga

Chorus x4

I'm from the itty bitty city at the bottom of the Mississippi river

Where n***as quick to kill ya if they don't feel ya

Still the southern hospitality is all good

Just don't be f**kin around in none of them small hoods

Mama Mia the queen of the south

Who states somethin like the one in my mouth

Love the NO represent it till the day that I die

But I'm makin merges from CA to NY

And the tight connections Terror Squad and DPG

And TRU soldiers ni**a N-O-L-I-M-I-T

We all the same we used to slangin when we gangin n***as

I slang the pound different but we all about the drama

Hit the enemies down

Send your whole block all covered in duct tape down

Get the ransom out this motherf**ker

Love of the hood we stay representin

Yall don't recognize a soldier blood and thugs love us in a song

Chorus x4

Say what say what

Say what say what

Same sht same sht

Same sht

Same sht go down in my hood go down in your hood

From New Orleans to Long Beach to New York

To Alabama

To motherf**kin Connecticut

Overseas where the G's don't even speak this sht

Same sht go down

N***as need to unite get this paper

Cause we on a mission

Terror Squad No Limit DPG

That's how we doin this sht

Peace