Song: Step To This ~~ 1999 ~~ 2:36
Artist: Master P featuring D.I.G.
LP/CD: Only God Can Judge Me ~~ No Limit ~~ 1999
Composer: Master P

Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what

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, so all to get your 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 motherf***in’ scrub
We attack from the back with a Jag or some cat
I’m all about my scratch, you get that
See nothin’ don’t last forever
But only God can judge me ‘cause I’m down to do whatever

Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what

Soldiers make some noise, what’s up, 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 real
Body full of tattoos and a motherf***in’ gold grill
I like my hand in 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 f***in’ club up
Lotta players on reserve
‘Cause I’m the ghetto Bill Gates, I’m legit, ya heard me

Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what

Here come the boys out the bricks, say la daddy what’s up
You say you’re ‘bout trigger play, now show me that you a thug
I ain’t wit that mouthin off, I’m ‘bout spillin’ your blood
Mess around if you wanna box, gon’ stay in the mud
No Limit soldiers known for bustin it up
Better tell ‘em 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 nothin’ but thugs
And pistols bein’ cocked at all times
And when you run up you gon’ fall down
‘Cause I’mma hit you with the heat and make you calm now
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 this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what

Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what
Y’all don’t wanna step to this, huh, what

Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: December 20, 1999