Lyrics

[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 ain't where you from its where you at I'm getting rowdy grabing on my tank All the crazy niggas 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 ain't 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 Niggas 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 ain't leaving this cali motherfucker til all you bitches follow my lead Coward motherfuckers breed Do or die niggas 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]