Unreleased Songs

Mia X Unreleased Songs Lyrics
1.Unladylike

Hey, yo Mia!

What's up

What you think about this beat right here
You can do something with this

Shit, man KL you motherfucker this beat is fire

Now that's what I'm talkin' bout
I need you to drop some mackin' ass shit off this
You don't have none of that huh

Nigga you know I got some of everything
I'm Unlady Like (Door Knocking) Who that is

That's ya beat

Oh, OK well come here baby, why you holdin' up, you know I love
you
I know you still ain't trippin cause you seen that nigga
downtown
I don't care nothing about him
You ain't seen no kissing, you ain't seen no hugging, none of
that
No emotions cause I give all my emotions to you
You want me to make you feel extra special
Now look at ya I see you trying to fight that smile back off ya
face
My baby, please don't give it to me, now give me some sugar
Alright now, you know you my million dollar nigga
So why don't you go on and make it happen for mama

See I flip scripts on niggas blow they mind like the wind
Iceberg Slim pimped hoes, but I got my money and clothes from
him
Gator skin boots and purses for my slick verses
When I ride it I twerk it, leave they body jerkin' and twitchin'
Then I position my frame of thought
Spit game, eye contact so it can soften his heart
I lie if I have to even cry if I have to
But in the end it's the law, they gon' buy what I ask for
No rushin' I make sling it all then bring it all to me
I used to be a rider, flyer now I'm retired see
I took lessons from Big Vie and 67
She still got them niggas down to do whatever
I ain't gon' lie it's well known, I'm a fool in the bed
And I understand full blown, niggas suckers for head
Raw skills leave em' for dead, toes curl then shed
Moaning, sighing, shivering like a little ol' bitch
Just the art of pimpin' and pussy whippin' excites me
After hearing the show ladies wanna be just like me
Shiesty, to keep my queen property and nice ride
My game's so tight it's unladylike

Hey darling, it's daddy put mommy on the phone
Yeah Barbara it's Richie yeah look I ain't never coming home no
more
Take it easy

I ain't right, cause I especially
Send my nigga out to play on and flirt with other broads with
big cheese
I even dress him and tell him to say the shit we like to hear
Tell her you want a committment and wanna build shit with her
Don't forget to lick the pussy nigga, eat your Wheaties
Cause you gon' need to bust about three or four nuts, no speedys
Cook the breakfast and the flowers only
He gon' comeback knowin' where the safe's at,
And he gon' take that and bring it on to mama
Send me off to relax, with my girls in the Bahamas
Sipping pina coladas
And I'ma be on the sand, plotting on his friends
Especially the dark one with the six-hundred Benz
His ends is long, he say he don't buy me shit
Two weeks later, that same nigga, I was driving his shit
With the keys to his crib, Prada full of his G's
Knew the secret hiding place for the China and weed
All my need he's trying to fulfill
Wanna be my number one, every time I make him come
It's like the boy gets dumber and dumber
Cause mama say I got him under a gree-gree
Take me shopping in New York, let them repossess her car,
unladylike

Yeah, man your not ruining my whole day, just do what I say
Man just the other day I run into the law
He up and out left with all my ends, ya dig
Man I love my baby, I'm waiting for her to come back
She has been gone three months man, damn

Nigga, MC's is always talkin' bout the game they got
Wanna be pimps and playas but what about that beef cock
Heifer, that got you missing studio sessions
And got you calling her all day sweatin'
Is you the same nigga to get on a mic and say fuck a ho
Even though the one you love is up in ya bed, giving head
To the nigga that I sent, coming back giving me fifteen percent
Now, now I listen to your record and I laugh
You weak for ass, and you know this compare the math
Talkin' to a real pimp and I'ma drop it
Cool off nigga, I know ya mad but don't knock it
The truth hurts like life's a bitch
And she happens to be down with No Limit, and money shit
Mama Mia, x-rated, extra hard, extra tight, extra unladylike


2.Like Dat

Somebody better tell these dumb hoes somethin
Cuz when I roll thorugh I ain't gone say nothin
Ain't shit to talk about
Cuz I can do without the souljah hatin
Them hoes is jealous of my fame and the money that I'm making
Got they heads aching
So they acting like they got beef
Knowin damn well if htey see me they gone speak
I'm Mama I'm respected y'all know this
But shits gone really get hectic
If y'all don't stop slow this ??? down now
The issue ain't who I'm loving or fucking
The big issue's billboard cuz I'm on top of it
The issue is I got my kids up out the projects
And bought my moms a new house
Before my second album came out
Respect my mind
I took my grandparents out the hood
I'm seein to it that their golden years be all good
So bestill the fact that I ain't selfish or greedy
Ask my people am I there when they need me
Like dat

Chorus:

I'ma leave you hoes in the same place
No progess
Talkin bullshit while I elevate
And I'ma keep looking out for the real
But I don't give a FUCK how the rest of y'all feel
And I'ma keep on learning the game
And I encourage all the my souljahz to do the same
I come in peace and I try to pack fair
But if you want to I will take you there
Like dat

Now I don't owe a motherfucker a god damn thing
And I earned the right to be the biggest mama on the tank
I sacrified beaucoup
Put in so much work
Kept it TRU cuz I'm TRU
And represented my turf
Downtown seven ward hard head
Ya heard
Around a gang of uptown niggaz
Straight screamin the third
Been bout it
Been rowdy
Been throwin for mines
It was just me and Jill on the scandalous rides
No hip hop lines to make me sound hard
It ain't no act
It's a fact
When it's on I go off
But as God as my witness
I love being nice
Until this playa setting in my household was right
I like to just be me
While you be with your knot
I'm trying to stay on top with TRU niggaz fo sho
And we extend our hands to pull up more
Like dat

Chorus: repeat 2X


3.I Think Somebody

Chorus
I say somebody want they ass whipped, ass whipped
(I say somebody want they wig split, they wig split)
I say somebody want they ass whipped, ass whipped
(I say somebody want they wig split, they wig split)
Well let em have it x2

You wanted drama so mama came squeezin shit, passin out clips
Bustin domes, rippin flesh, exposing bones and yes
I bring that, sending G's out barrel at ya, duck and run
Now how far you think you really gettin with this infared on my
fuckin gun
Now workin for funds and I ain't the one hour hoe (for real)
But I love to show where it's been tell your body so
Look out for the riders open slider bitch from the TRU click
And camoflauge totin cockin spittin droppin shit not
Them bitches doubt I'm bout testin niggas nuts
Alias in jacks we trust I'm known for shankin up
Ranking up lyrically with the best MC's
Cause ain't no studio up in me, real niggas feel these
See Mia X is known for bringin wreck on top
Too hard for the beats you niggas drop
KL got the guns and open gunshots
Got the trigger hap temper and the Fiend four sons
A lyrical fiend at it's best and you bitches don't want none
What

Chorus x2

The colonel gave me permission, Mama drama pass the word to her
youngin
Ask how I'm comin and will it get them haters runnin
I ask do rats sleep in dungeons, ????? comin
Do quick bullets get to hummin, damn right I'll bring the gun in
Get done in like a knife at a gunfight cause I ain't right
Keepin dope, smokin pipes, like a height cause I'm high as a
kite
I'm cryin to fight, I'm a swing with my might, my fist balled
tight
Man get it right, somebody best die tonight
Somethin have drama came and as drama came then, then came
murder
Fuck your home I want your dome, call me your soul burgular
Have you heard of a shocker server, takin weed to his trunk
Bullets pump, and his cockin bad and louder then his womp womp
When I play it I say it, suck one nigga if yous the man
You man, caucasian, puerto rican, I don't give a damn
All I'm sayin, well I ain't sayin fuck, I just want the rushin
shit
Bustin shit, screamin at em do you know who your fuckin with

Chorus till fade


4.I Pity U

damn, this shit is cold
no matter how hard you try to come up
there's always a motherfucker who got their foot in your back
these days a few motherfuckers
i mean there's more haters than soldiers and playas
trying to understand whats going on
niggas trippin, white folks slithereing around
I pitty all them sad motherfuckers

who you trying to see bitch
acting like you know me
you don't even wanta run up on this biggest mama don-es
push the bomber shit out the back door
crack, china and herb headed straight to the suburb
ain't nothin changed but the route my Legend takes
to shake the crooks that's out to to stick me for my papes
I hate to make my hollow tips follow the red beam
but I can't let you hatas steal my dreams
I'm duckin sireens, daily
cause crooked officers is known to take your
cheddar cheese right up off of you
I'm warning ya
flamboyant niggas and bitches, high-sidin them illicit riches
I bear witness to the way they kicked in the front door
slam me on the floor, steel up against my temple
beatin on my man and callin us outloud names
this type of shit ain't gonna never change
it's all in the game
ghetto thang got my name ringin way in your hood
I'm paranoid but at the same time wishing you would
test me
cause you gonna get handled
your corpse will dangle from a magnolia tree
as an example, I trample the many in my life time
I aints boastin, but if you cross me
me and my niggas will be posted up, to tear shit up
straight casket stuff
nonstop cause we aint trying to hear the word enough

I pitty you and your whole crew
trying to see me and the T-R-U gorilla squad
I don't give a fuck how many
bet every penny
the tank won't leave any to tell about it
I pitty you and your whole crew
trying to see me and the T-R-U gorilla squad
I don't give a fuck how many
bet every penny
the tank won't leave any to tell about it

ya'll heard of No Limit
so ya'll know I'm about the power moves we pullin
dping the type of shit
that you Uncle Tom's wouldn't even think about
so nigga stay in your place
before thise Down South Hustlers invade your space and take it
we know you're hatin on us and wanta see us at the bottom
plottin at the same time the fedz is watchin
trying to catch something, but they can't
why ya'll trying to bring a jeep to war against the tank
just paint a cleaner picture about this family and you will see
mama on the throne and soldiers kissin my finky ice
nothin nice, full blown connects
seen alot of blood spilled behind my family's respect
check the rap sheets, they ain't hard to find
attempt convictions but nothin stickin
against this click
and the tru mission's almost complete
we about to have this industry at our feet
slaughter the week and shine on all you envious hoes
I'm gettin mine while you knuckleheads is chasin fools
those who got the nerve to spit viscious
yea I heard ya
but abortion is the only type of murder
you bitches can tell them niggas stop rightin your wrongs
cause real bitches speak their own mind
I pitty you and don't come unless you slangin some mine
cause we trying to dead your whole crew
I pitty

pitty is from the bottom of my heart
annialation is a promise
if you stop to mama Mia
No Limit, my TRU family
you better know this

I pitty you and your whole crew
trying to see me and the T-R-U gorilla squad
I don't give a fuck how many
bet every penny
the tank won't leave any to tell about it
I pitty you and your whole crew
trying to see me and the T-R-U gorilla squad
I don't give a fuck how many
bet every penny
the tank won't leave any to tell about it
I pitty you and your whole crew
trying to see me and the T-R-U gorilla squad
I don't give a fuck how many
bet every penny
the tank won't leave any to tell about it
I pitty you and your whole crew
trying to see me and the T-R-U gorilla squad
I don't give a fuck how many
bet every penny
the tank won't leave any to tell about it


5.Ghetto Livin'

O'Dell]
Ghetto living (ghetto living)
Ghetto living (ghetto living)

My mama once told me (told me) that the streets ain't safe
So I walked 'round with a vest and a strap on my waist
I'm living in a strange place where all the odds are against me
I'm doin bad and the shit you got is startin to tempt me
We never had cause the ghetto got us trapped in depression
Learnin lesson after lesson cause the devil be testin
It got me stressin, keep my Smith N Wesson cocked at all times
Cause even I could fall to victim at the drop of a dime
But that's the chances I got to take to escape all of this
madness
That put you in the casket for the cornbread and cabbage

Lord knows I'm tryin to find an exit out the ghetto
But it won't let go, that's why I got to tote my pistol

Ghetto living
(Father forgive me, I know that what I do is wrong)
Ghetto living
(I been tryin a find a better way for so long) x2

Soldiers die in my world but people look at killers like stars
We duckin from the laws cause we ain't tryin to live behind bars
Growin up with less, envious of what the next man had
Never knew what livin good was till I started movin them sacks
My hood infested with crack, that's why I paint a picture so
vivid
I tell it cause I live it, runnin with boss bitches and niggas
that get convicted
This street got us all, nothin changed in the game but the
players
I'm talkin about the hustlers, the ballers, the killers and the
rhyme sayers
That's why I ain't scared to pop a nigga, stop a nigga, drop a
nigga
I only fuck with the real, cause it's real in my battlefield
I hope it's true what they say, and that the father forgives
Excuse me for the things I do cause in the ghetto I live

Chorus x2

This shit's goin get even realer, so you ain't gotta ask, I feel
ya
I live the life of a hard knock, that ghetto bitch on the block
My nigga had a shop, I took the rocks and bag weed
Chased them broads down with china, and ran alot of minors
With big tymer dreams of money, hoes and clothes
They didn't get it, tombstones and jail cells also come with it
I pity all them babies born from crack mama's
But I'm a mama too and when the bills is due I gotta
Get it how I live, bitter tears I cry
My best friend, my cousin and my man died
Or should I say was murdered
I know you heard the same stories before
We walk the streets like we poverties whores behind the dollar
bill
This still life got us dying so young
Precious Lord let the new day come
Uh, come on
Cause ain't no winning when your living like that
It's the blueprint, the plan, the set up, the trap

Chorus x2


6.Forever

Baby, you're the poet to my life
But I'm tired of playin games
I'm ready to settle down
I'm ready to buy a house
And I'm ready to change my last name
I'm ready to have some kids
Ready for the life to live
And all love has to give
I been your superwoman for so long
Ready to be your wife

Little M-O...

Now that love's taken over
I'm 100% sure that it's here to stay
I ain't got no issues standing in my way
I ain't goin nowhere
You ain't goin nowhere so...

Let's make it official
We ain't gettin no younger baby
And I'm ready to be with you
Together for always
To have and to hold through sickness and through health
Marriage will be crazy baby

Can you live with it, lovin me for life
To have and hold forever
Baby ride or die til death do us part
Let's make it last forever

Are you ready to be happy babe
For the rest of your life
Cause I wanna be your future, yeah
And let's start a family
Cause I ain't goin nowhere
And you ain't goin nowhere so let's make it official...

Let's make it official
We ain't gettin no younger baby
And I'm ready to be with you
Together for always
To have and to hold through sickness and through health
Marriage will be crazy baby

Can you live with it, lovin me for life
To have and hold forever
Baby ride or die til death do us part
Let's make it last forever

I'm ready to walk down that aisle in all white
And dedicate my life to you (yeah, yeah)
And live together happily ever after all

All I been thinkin bout is us
Slidin from weddings with bands on
Headin to San Juan, gettin our tan on
Girl, you must be forgettin your man's long
Most tuxes I have trouble gettin the pants on
And I know things run through your head when your man's gone
I come home have you sayin (Oh Boy) better than Cam'ron
We upsettin they plans on
Gettin they chance on
Gettin they hands on F-A-B-O

Can you live with it, lovin me for life
To have and hold forever
Baby ride or die til death do us part
Let's make it last forever

Can you live with it, lovin me for life
To have and hold forever
Baby ride or die til death do us part
Let's make it last forever

Make it last forever
And ever and ever
Can you live with it, lovin me for life...