Mr. Marcelo - Live it Up lyrics

(Ke'Noe Talking) Man play that f**ing beat What's happening playboy I'm up here thugging with my n***as Tuff Guys, Tru Records, No Limit You heard me (Ke'Noe) Man most of these n***a ain't nothing but hoes I'm an weed smoker, pistol tooter, blowing on an optimo Tru records, Deadly Sounds, gang affilitated real n***as Uptown that's my hood country speaking ill n***as Man who in the f** said the south ain't hard Man bring them n***aas to Lousiana and watch me pull they cards Oh my god, ya'll don't f** around and jump into this mix Hating on Ke'Noe and Mr. Marcelo get you hit b**h I'm an rugging n***a screaming Tru till I die ho Say Doe run the hoook and I'm off to the liquor store [Chorus 2X] Y'all n***as can't f** with us It's No Limit and Tuff Guys from Tuff Y'all n***as better get the f** Tru n***as gonna live it up (Mr.Marcelo) I'm gonna let you know off top brah Never leave home with my Glock brah Stay strap with the chopper Prepare to bring heat to the coppers Ya'll n***as can't stop us It ain't my fault they jock us I'll close your shop brah Black talents come and they hot brah I'm bout whatever n***a Finger on the trigger on the lever n***a Better got sh** together before I come thru plucking Your feathers n***a Ya'll heard of me Marcelo Low down dirty deep from the ghetto Keep sh** mello, Keep sh** mello Ya'll don't wanna f** with the big game fellow I lay it down, if it's beef on the street I'll heat your town Don't f** around cause I don't clown, I distrubute rounds Yea I roll with them Tru n***as Tuff Guys ride or die leave you off in code blue n***a uh Chorus 2X (Ke'Noe Talking) Yea mutherf**ers ,yea Tuff Guys, No Limit, Tru Yea this sh** going down Ke' Noe, Master P, my n***a C ya dig This that real sh** ya dig These n***as ain't ready for this ya dig But we still gonna hit you with that gangsta sh** Cause it real like that You know what I'm talking about If it go any further than that We'll go get that gats n***a Cause we rowdy rowdy and Bout it Bout it