Master P - Make 'Em Say Uhh #2 Lyrics






[phone ringing]
[No Limit studios]-"No Limit studio"
[Master P]-"Yo nigga, whatcha'll workin' on?"
[NLS]-"Nigga, who the fuck is this?"
[MP]-"This P, nigga, whats happenin'"
[NLS]-"This ain't no mutha fuckin' P. Nigga, you ain't got shit betta to do than play on the muthafuckin' phone?"
[MP]-"Man, take me off muthafuckin' speaker-phone an' pick the phone up. This P nigga. Stop fuckin' playin'"
[NLS]-"Nigga, if this fuckin P, nigga, say 'uhh', nigga. Fuck"
[MP]-"Nigga, I ain't bout to say no muthafuckin' 'uhh'. Pick the phone up, nigga"
[NLS]-"Nigga, what?"
[MP]-"I'm on my muthafuckin' way right now"
[NLS]-"Come on then, come on then nigga"

Da Last Don, nigga (remix)
Ha ha (ha ha)

[Master P:]
Make em say uhhhh!
Uhhhh!
Na na na na
Na na na na

Make em say uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh

I told ya I'm the colonel of this muthafuckin' tank
Don't make me get rowdy and start pullin rank
My comrads with tanks
With diamonds and TRU tats
We make em say 'uhhhh'
An' 'how ya do that'
Third ward hustlaz
On these streets chasin' riches
Penetentury chances
Cause this a risky buissiness
A No Limit Souldier
Commanderin' Cheif
An' Michael Jackson
Can't rock a muthafuckin' party like me
I'm bumpin' for the real niggaz, playaz, and hustlaz
Qualified killaz, certified head-bustaz
Got love for the North, South, East, to the West
Soldierz throw ya rag, Killaz how ya' vest
Flashin' red lights
Runnin' from the rollerz
If life was a movie, 'CUT'
Pass me the dojah

[Chorus:]
Make em say uhh
Uhh
Na na na na
Na na na na
[X3]

[Fiend:]
Well, if ya knew
Something. Fiend
Still tryin' to do somethin'
TRU smokaz dont gotta blow
We done already blew sumpthin
I still want the green, cornbread, and the cabbage
No Limit savage
One known as the baddest
When I was bustin out expeditions you wasnt ready
Bangin like soft black cannon
Bangin' out the 4-7
Lyrically a machete
I dig da dirt and bury
Fiend, the excited private on any mercinary
I hurt an' make you worry
Like this were you
Can't get get a tank dog salute
P's already suit
I represent the boot
An' the world is rowdy, rowdy
Makin' you say uhhh
With the colonol, Mr. Bout it

[Chorus x2]

[Silkk:]
P gon' make ya say uhhh
I'm gon' make ya say ahhhhhhh
But this time I'm gon' get rowdy by sayin na na na na na
I'm a cash deala'
A No Limit ass kicka'
I'm a bad nigga
Fast nigga
Ain't the last nigga
Keep my mind on my money because I like riches
House full of tight bitches
An' call me, I might hitcha
Now make em say na na na
Tryin ta act hard core
Betta for the flow
Na na na na na na
Now get the ball loose
Kick the boot an drop the verse (64-5)
I'm tryin' to clock the scrilla
But it's hard not to hurt
Now I'm a No Limit soldier
So I get my strength through my duties
Bout to make em scream 'MISTER'
Like the movie (na na na na na)

[Chorus x2]

[Mia X:]
You know we showed you once before the tank couldn't be stopped
Playa hataz jack alot cause they just jockin' they spot
Off the top
Think not
Run up on me
Cock 9 milla mamma Mia
Asshole eata
Head still wouldn't wanna be ya
See ya
At the top of billboards
Yeah we lookin down
Wavin at you muthfuckaz
How you like me now?
Cuz dis country, way back
Laugh at bout it bout it
Now everybody screams they want to be rowdy rowdy
T-R-U what we claim
Represent dat dirty south
4-star major general Mamma work and come out about
I ride wit No Limit soldiers
Yes we checkin'
Wit' the colonel Master P
He be the Ghetto Dad (?)
Paper chasaz what they labled us
Heaven knows
If that ass tried to play wit us
Gotta go
So we know what we do
It's never gon die
World-wide in yo' hood
P gon' make ya say
Wooooo

[Chorus x2]

[Snoop Dogg:]
Man, I'm smokin' on some chop-chop from S-G-V
No Limit family wit' the D-P-G
Last Don, Big Dogg, what's up? what's happenin'?
Nigga run up
We gon' tear da club up
Top rank, best dank mo' bank in dis game
Who could t be? Ya'll know my muthafuckin' name
I ain't neva met a gangsta who ain't loved to bang
Especially one who can't represent they game
See, when a No Limit soldier walks in the house
Nigga get em up, We gon turn this bitch out
BOOOOOOOOOOOMM





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Master P Make 'Em Say Uhh #2 Comments
  1. C.... F....

    Mia X went fuckn stupid on this.!!!!!!!!

  2. m.... m....

    Wish c murder would've got on this instead of silkk

  3. m.... m....

    Rappers today can't touch this album the art cover effect and double disc 🔥🔥

  4. S.... B....

    Sine yo pity on the runny kine, Sa-da-tay

  5. J.... F....

    Pootie pang brought me here

    J.... F....

    My damie

  6. N.... B....

    "Especially when the tank represents his game" I believe that's the correct Snoop lyric. And "Fiend, the excited private No Limit mercenary" I feel like all the lyric sites get these wrong.

  7. M.... S....

    This P nigga what's happening?

  8. D.... B....

    I’m homeless rapping a free show
    I’m like Shaquille on the free throw 🏀
    I sip purple drank from a No Limit Tank
    Breath stank cuz I’m high on some new dank 🍁

    (P.s. I owned this album in middle school)

    D.... B....

    Drew Blanche 😂

  9. 1.... ....

    Come on MamaMia flow the sickest🤫🤫🤫🤫

  10. M.... R....

    I can't believe I'm just now hearing this in 2019 😯 This MTF hard like the first one

  11. Z.... ....

    I had that special double album that made P’s cane move. Sick af

  12. T.... ....

    Nigga what? Lmao

  13. U.... ....

    Miller bros are talented, C-Murder my fav

    U.... ....

    I want him to get at lil Pump

  14. o.... ....

    like this one sounds trash compared to the first

    o.... ....

    oliverrando what are you smoking?

  15. B.... ....

    And micheal Jackson can’t rock a muthafuckin party like me 🔥🔥

  16. A.... N....

    this one was the 1st one on steroids

    A.... N....

    Aloom Nimbus this is so damn hard rightchea!!!

  17. r.... C....

    You have any Ki 🏠 ok ☝ your 👨👩🎧💖

  18. 3.... J....

    Love this one better the remix beat fire

  19. J.... H....

    Make em say ..............................................................uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh damnnnnnnnn still the shit!

  20. t.... ....

    This is way better than the first.

    t.... ....

    I dont know about that lol First is way better.

  21. Q.... S....

    Silk FINALLY caught the beat

    Q.... S....

    @ZickZeta im not hating im just sayin that he was a better singer than a rapper

    Q.... S....

    Edison Jefferson silkk the shocker? Singer?

    Q.... S....

    @ZickZeta ya u must have never heard sing so guess u not a real fan of no limit like u think

    Q.... S....

    Edison Jefferson you got it fucked up. Silk is a singer Silkk the Shocker is a rapper. If you think I’m wrong send me a link of Silkk the Shocker singing

    Q.... S....

    @ZickZeta Silk is a group actually, not one singer.

  22. C.... D....

    True Hip Hop!

  23. R.... ....

    Thanks for the upload bruh --- I trying to school this generation with some classic rap. Love!

  24. N.... F....

    Producer / KLC
    Lyrics / [phone ringing] [No Limit studios]-"No Limit studio"
    [Master P ]-"Yo nigga, whatcha'll workin' on?"
    [NLS]-"Nigga, who the fuck is this?"
    [MP]-"This P, nigga, whats happenin'"
    [NLS]-"This ain't no mutha fuckin' P. Nigga, you ain't got shit betta to do than play on the muthafuckin' phone?"
    [MP]-"Man, take me off muthafuckin' speaker-phone an' pick the phone up. This P nigga. Stop fuckin' playin'"
    [NLS]-"Nigga, if this fuckin P, nigga, say 'uhh', nigga. Fuck"
    [MP]-"Nigga, I ain't bout to say no muthafuckin' 'uhh'. Pick the phone up, nigga"
    [NLS]-"Nigga, what?"
    [MP]-"I'm on my muthafuckin' way right now"
    [NLS]-"Come on then, come on then nigga"

    Da Last Don, nigga (remix)
    Ha ha (ha ha)

    [Master P:]
    Make em say uhhhh!
    Uhhhh!
    Na na na na
    Na na na na

    Make em say uhh
    Uhh
    Uhh
    Uhh
    Uhh
    Uhh
    Uhh
    Uhh
    Uhh
    Uhh
    Uhh

    I told ya I'm the colonel of this muthafuckin' tank
    Don't make me get rowdy and start pullin rank
    My comrads with tanks
    With diamonds and TRU tats
    We make em say 'uhhhh'
    An' 'how ya do that'
    Third ward hustlaz
    On these streets chasin' riches
    Penetentury chances
    Cause this a risky buissiness
    A No Limit Souldier
    Commanderin' Cheif
    An' Michael Jackson
    Can't rock a muthafuckin' party like me
    I'm bumpin' for the real niggaz, playaz, and hustlaz
    Qualified killaz, certified head-bustaz
    Got love for the North, South, East, to the West
    Soldierz throw ya rag, Killaz how ya' vest
    Flashin' red lights
    Runnin' from the rollerz
    If life was a movie, 'CUT'
    Pass me the dojah

    [Chorus:]
    Make em say uhh
    Uhh
    Na na na na
    Na na na na
    [X3]

    [Fiend:]
    Well, if ya knew
    Something. Fiend
    Still tryin' to do somethin'
    TRU smokaz dont gotta blow
    We done already blew sumpthin
    I still want the green, cornbread, and the cabbage
    No Limit savage
    One known as the baddest
    When I was bustin out expeditions you wasnt ready
    Bangin like soft black cannon
    Bangin' out the 4-7
    Lyrically a machete
    I dig da dirt and bury
    Fiend, the excited private on any mercinary
    I hurt an' make you worry
    Like this were you
    Can't get get a tank dog salute
    P's already suit
    I represent the boot
    An' the world is rowdy, rowdy
    Makin' you say uhhh
    With the colonol, Mr. Bout it

    [Chorus x2]

    [Silkk:]
    P gon' make ya say uhhh
    I'm gon' make ya say ahhhhhhh
    But this time I'm gon' get rowdy by sayin na na na na na
    I'm a cash deala'
    A No Limit ass kicka'
    I'm a bad nigga
    Fast nigga
    Ain't the last nigga
    Keep my mind on my money because I like riches
    House full of tight bitches
    An' call me, I might hitcha
    Now make em say na na na
    Tryin ta act hard core
    Betta for the flow
    Na na na na na na
    Now get the ball loose
    Kick the boot an drop the verse (64-5)
    I'm tryin' to clock the scrilla
    But it's hard not to hurt
    Now I'm a No Limit soldier
    So I get my strength through my duties
    Bout to make em scream 'MISTER'
    Like the movie (na na na na na)

    [Chorus x2]

    [Mia X:]
    You know we showed you once before the tank couldn't be stopped
    Playa hataz jack alot cause they just jockin' they spot
    Off the top
    Think not
    Run up on me
    Cock 9 milla mamma Mia
    Asshole eata
    Head still wouldn't wanna be ya
    See ya
    At the top of billboards
    Yeah we lookin down
    Wavin at you muthfuckaz
    How you like me now?
    Cuz dis country, way back
    Laugh at bout it bout it
    Now everybody screams they want to be rowdy rowdy
    T-R-U what we claim
    Represent dat dirty south
    4-star major general Mamma work and come out about
    I ride wit No Limit soldiers
    Yes we checkin'
    Wit' the colonel Master P
    He be the Ghetto Dad (?)
    Paper chasaz what they labled us
    Heaven knows
    If that ass tried to play wit us
    Gotta go
    So we know what we do
    It's never gon die
    World-wide in yo' hood
    P gon' make ya say
    Wooooo

    [Chorus x2]

    [Snoop Dogg:]
    Man, I'm smokin' on some chop-chop from S-G-V
    No Limit family wit' the D-P-G
    Last Don, Big Dogg, what's up? what's happenin'?
    Nigga run up
    We gon' tear da club up
    Top rank, best dank mo' bank in dis game
    Who could t be? Ya'll know my muthafuckin' name
    I ain't neva met a gangsta who ain't loved to bang
    Especially one who can't represent they game
    See, when a No Limit soldier walks in the house
    Nigga get em up, We gon turn this bitch out
    BOOOOOOOOOOOMM

    N.... F....

    NoLimitRecords Finest i need this instrumental

    N.... F....

    I fucking love this song, one of all-time faves.