Mr. Serv-On - Make'm Bleed lyrics

rate me

[Fiend]

ah, ah, Serv, Mr serv on.

Where you at, where you at, where you at, where you at.

Mr. Serv-On, come on boy, come on boy.

[Mr Serv On-Chorus]

So what you wanna do, what you wanna do, bitch im from the tank

if you scared, homie leave, I make em fucking bleed x2

I respect that nigga that said it aint where you from its where you at

I'm getting rowdy grabing on my tank

All the crazy niggaz in the fucking back

Im fake tape snatching, hoe smacking, rental car jacking, riding your shit

putting dick to your fucking bitch, you never hear me say quit

No Limit niggas fighting with a nose bleed

We done sold out in every city and I be doing shows over seas

Used to slang weed by the pound

Now i smoke it by the sack with V-90 and a whole bunch a pimps

Looking for a big booty gimp

Nigga dont ask me if im set tripping

Bitch im loving gang banging

No matter how you decide as long as you got love for this tank

Bitch ill ride til I die

Put a gun to my head bitch I aint scared

When you do that know who you bout

Nigga im from the south

Chorus x4

When its dark outside nigga, I came out

Talking shit about no limit bitch

I'm gonna be the one thats gon knock your motherfucking teeth out

Niggaz ask me if I found something I believe in, would I die for it

Nigga put a tank in front of my killer

They might as well shoot bitch im gon reach for it

I was born to bleed fuck with me please

My dick get hard when people motherfucking strike through my fucking sleeve

I aint leaving this cali motherfucker til all you bitches follow my lead

Coward motherfuckers breed

Do or die niggaz except they destiny with a bullet in the chest

And the stupidest question you can ask me before my eyes close

Who the fuck is the best

Nigga N-O L-I-M-I-T

DMX told you cowards "hell was hot"

But wait til you get a load of my fucking block

Chorus x4