Kreuners, De - Maak Me Wakker lyrics

(feat. Mia X)

[Mia X]

New Jersey soulja boys brangin noise to the N.O.

The flava mama nedded for her gumbo

For show tho no mistakes allowed

Gotta keep da crowd amped yo

The fittest of the fits survive boot camp

No such word as cant y'all in my fam

Now military minded, lyrically

keep the competition blinded, make 'em rewind it

And wanna bite it stand your ground take charge

Worldwide they postin signs beware of baby tank doggs

You gettin larger flotiup, your name is blowin up da map

Adolescent stackin mines a foot taller than Shaq

CD's and Segas now, college funds stop we want some

New kids for mom and pops kids did I forget to mention

A lifetime of shinin bringin changes to da youth

Ladies scream you to curt and you camoflouge shots

The bomb to no limit's future hip hop's young gunz

Lil' Soldiers mama Mia's last sons

[Chorus x2: freequan]

O got thank in my hand (what!!) what you got [x4]

we keep the rhymes hot, we got ya mind shot

[Ikeim (freequan)]

It ain't no limit to my skills (skittills)

Y'all cats betta chill (chiddill)

Pop got the pro Mia X captain wit it (wit it)

Young soldiers my toka is for the older

Illa when I grow up pina and Pepsi cola

Spanish mama hola (hola), I'm shovern costanova

You go do coddie show nough, big tanks when we roll up

No Limit sect I'm in it seein who's my friend

Out to take my mama on a tripo to the Carribeans

What you seein is a 7 year-old

Master P we gone ball (uh-uh) I'm outta control

The beat stops I probably still flow

I'm young but I count do a hit not offense yo

So I cant's get of the d-lou Beats by the Pound, hold it down

You know the stillou and P.A. to the Calliope of Cali

Pause to Harlem but it pause gotta pell a rhyme

I freak every work all the time

If you ain't wit me you outta line

No Limit so we got to shine (what)

Shine cats we is the bomb my boy

Me cleaner than a laundry mat

Never comin wack (comin wack)

My 8-year old friend his name tend to go to castout

Got ill rymes for y'all but they offend

Take the boulders out this rap game

Ny whole fam got skills that's how I got da record deal

I'm i-k-e-i-m sizzin to him

Sixteen balls from a young star

Pop says we is the all stars buying houses and new cars

My mom never knew me y'all, the no limit love never ends

Down wit Master, Silkk the Shocker from New Orleans

Y'all we gone do our thing now you hear me don't miss things

Flik it wen the beat breaks; me and Master P is no mistake

He sign us the day showed love for another day

[chorus x2]