Текст песни: Master P - Step to Dis



[D.I.G.]

Whassup man?

I think you need to back up off me brah

Cause right now, I`m not feelin too good

And I have a attitude problem

You might push that button to strike that nerve

So you need to just go `head on and back up



[Master P]

WHICH ONE OF YOU WENCHES SCRATCHED MY 600??!



Y`all don`t wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]



[Master P]

I used to check domes, now it`s platinum over chrome

Surveillance in my home, but they still tappin my phone

See I`m the thug of the century

Cause I done laid it down

from the streets to overseas to penitentiary

We got beef, diss 3rd Ward and get the soldiers

I represent the 3rd Ward Callio` I thought I told ya

See the eyes of the tiger in my blood

Ask TLC, am I a motherfuckin scrub?

We attack from the back whether it`s a Jag or some cat

I`m all about my scratch -- you get that? (hahah)

See nuttin don`t last forever

but Only God Can Judge Me, cause I`m down to do whatever



Y`all don`t wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]



[Master P]

Soldiers make some noise (HOODY HOO) whassup, where you at?

All my thugs in the front and all my thugs in the back

See I`m a soldier for life and that`s real I keep it trill

Body full of tattoos and a motherfuckin gold grill

I like my Henn and my trees cause I`m a baller

Can I really hoop? Fool, ask Vince Carter

Six million on top, now y`all suckers pop

When I close down shop, don`t make me get the glock

From the South to the East, give it up

And from the West to the North we bout to tear the fuckin club up

(UNNNNNNNNGGGH) Lotta players wanna serve me

Cause I`m the ghetto Bill Gates but I`m legit, ya heard me??



Y`all don`t wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]



[D.I.G.]

Here come dem boys out the bricks, a-lil-daddy whassup

You say you bout trigger play, now show me that you a thug

I ain`t wit that mouthin off, I`m out spillin your blood

Mess around if you wanna box, gon` stay in the mud

No Limit soldiers known for bustin it up

Better tell him it`s real, we be tossin it up

So if you step to these soldiers I think you better show some love

Cause we 99 strong, and we nuttin but thugs

and pistols bein cocked at all times

and when you run up you gon` fall down

Cause I`ma hit you with the heat and make you calm down

You ain`t ready to go to war with a real soldier

So don`t step to me fool, cause the game is over



Y`all don`t wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 8X]

Идет поиск видеоклипа в базе...
(при отсутствии ролика в базе, ничего не произойдет)




[D.I.G.]

Whassup man?

I think you need to back up off me brah

Cause right now, I`m not feelin too good

And I have a attitude problem

You might push that button to strike that nerve

So you need to just go `head on and back up



[Master P]

WHICH ONE OF YOU WENCHES SCRATCHED MY 600??!



Y`all don`t wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]



[Master P]

I used to check domes, now it`s platinum over chrome

Surveillance in my home, but they still tappin my phone

See I`m the thug of the century

Cause I done laid it down

from the streets to overseas to penitentiary

We got beef, diss 3rd Ward and get the soldiers

I represent the 3rd Ward Callio` I thought I told ya

See the eyes of the tiger in my blood

Ask TLC, am I a motherfuckin scrub?

We attack from the back whether it`s a Jag or some cat

I`m all about my scratch -- you get that? (hahah)

See nuttin don`t last forever

but Only God Can Judge Me, cause I`m down to do whatever



Y`all don`t wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]



[Master P]

Soldiers make some noise (HOODY HOO) whassup, where you at?

All my thugs in the front and all my thugs in the back

See I`m a soldier for life and that`s real I keep it trill

Body full of tattoos and a motherfuckin gold grill

I like my Henn and my trees cause I`m a baller

Can I really hoop? Fool, ask Vince Carter

Six million on top, now y`all suckers pop

When I close down shop, don`t make me get the glock

From the South to the East, give it up

And from the West to the North we bout to tear the fuckin club up

(UNNNNNNNNGGGH) Lotta players wanna serve me

Cause I`m the ghetto Bill Gates but I`m legit, ya heard me??



Y`all don`t wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 4X]



[D.I.G.]

Here come dem boys out the bricks, a-lil-daddy whassup

You say you bout trigger play, now show me that you a thug

I ain`t wit that mouthin off, I`m out spillin your blood

Mess around if you wanna box, gon` stay in the mud

No Limit soldiers known for bustin it up

Better tell him it`s real, we be tossin it up

So if you step to these soldiers I think you better show some love

Cause we 99 strong, and we nuttin but thugs

and pistols bein cocked at all times

and when you run up you gon` fall down

Cause I`ma hit you with the heat and make you calm down

You ain`t ready to go to war with a real soldier

So don`t step to me fool, cause the game is over



Y`all don`t wanna step to dis, hah, whut? [repeat 8X]

Адрес электронной почты example@domain.ru
Код заказа 999-999
Нажмите после заполнения

Пожалуйста, вводите корректный адрес электронной почты, так как на этот адрес будет отправлена дополнительная ссылка на загрузку выбранной Вами песни. Если был указан неправильный адрес электронной почты, вы можете его исправить. Для исправления адреса электронной почты отправьте электронно письмо в службу поддержки (support@musicgu.ru). В письме укажите полученный Вами код и корректный адрес электронной почты.

Отправляя сообщение на один из предоставленных номеров Вы подтверждаете свое согласие с Правилами использования сайта и Пользовательским соглашением.


Еще тексты песен: Master P
4, 3, 2, 1 (E-Dub Remix)
6 `n Tha Mornin`
99 Ways to Die
A Woman
Act a Fool
After Dollars No Cents
Ain`t Nothing Changed
Always Come Back To You
Anything Goes
Back Against the Wall
Back On Top
Back Up Off Me
Bangin`
Basketball
Bastard Child
Best Hustler
Bitch I like
Black and White
Bloody Murder
Boonapalist
Bounce That Azz
Bourbans and `Llacs
Bout Dat
Captain Kirk
Come and Get Something
Commercial (Young Guns)
Converse B-Ball
Crazy Bout Ya
Da Ballers
Da Last Don
Dana You Can Bang Her
Dead Presidents
Doo Rags
Dope Mann
Dope, Pussy, & Money
Eyes of a Killer
Eyes on Your Enemies
Foolish
Fuck a Bitch Cause I`m Paid
Gangstas Need Love
Get Yo Mind Right
Getaway Clean
Ghetto Ballin`
Ghetto D
Ghetto Dope
Ghetto Honeys
Ghetto in the Sky
Ghetto Prayer
Goin` Through Some Thangs
Half On A Bag Of Dank
Hands of a Dead Man
Here We Go
Hit Em Up
Homie Ride
Homies and Thuggs
Homies and Thugs (Remix)
Hook It Up
How to Be a Playa
Hush
Hustlin`
I Ain`t Play`n
I Don`t
I Don`t Give Ah What
I Got That Dank
I Got the Hook Up!
I Miss My Homies
Ice Cream Man
Ice on My Wrist (Remix)
Ice on My Wrist (Remix)"
If I Could Change
In Tha Beginning ... There Was Rap
Is it You? (Deja Vu)
Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta?
Itch or Scratch
I`m Alright
I`m Going Big Time
Jack of the Jackers
Kenny`s Dead
Killa Pussy
Let My 9 Get `Em
Let`s Get Em
Let`s Ride (Radio Edit)
Life Ain`t Easy
Life in the Fast Lane
Live Or Die
Locked Up
Made Niggaz
Make Em` Say Uhh!
Make Say UUGH
Mama`s Bad Boy
Meal Ticket
MP Da Last Don
Mr. Ice Cream Man
My Dogs
Never Ending Game
No Limit Party
No Limit Soldiers II
No More Tears
Nobody Moves
Oh Na Nae
Only God Can Judge Me
Only Time Will Tell
Ooh Shit
Ooohhhwee
Paper Chasing
Pass Me Da Green
Pervin`
Plan B
Playa 4 Life
Playaz From the South
Pockets Gone Stay Fat
Psycho Rhymes
Pure Uncut
R.I.P Tupac
Real Love
Respect My Game
Return of Da Don
Rhyme & Reason soundtrack
Rich and Dangerous
Ride
Rock It
Roll How We Roll
Safe Sex
Say Brah
Scream
Shoot `Em Up
Smokin` Green
Some Jack
Somethin for the Street
Soulja Boo
Souljas
Step to Dis
Still Ballin`
Stop Hatin
Stop Playing Wit Me
Take It Outside
Tell `Em
The Block
The Farm
The Ghetto`s Trying to Kill Me
Them Jeans *
Throw Em Up
Time 2 Chill
Time For a 187
Time To Check My Crackhouse
Trick or Treat Whodi
Tryin To Do Something
Twerk That Thang
We All We Got
We Riders
Weed and Hennesey
Weed and Money
What I`m Bout
What`s Up With That
When They Gone
When They Gone (Radio)
Where Do We Go From Here
Who Down to Ride
Who Want Some
Whoadie Gone
Whole Hood
With Me Part 2
You Know I`m a Hoe
Y`all Don`t Know
Y`all Don`t Want None