No Limit Soldiers

Whazzup with all y'all tru *************z

Uuhhh, at ease!

And truettes

Rest of my soldiers out there, kevin miller

This ya mother****** colonel

Rest in peace tupac

Of the mother****** team

And all y'all up there soldiers

Whazzup big boz, *************!

Master p

I got c-murder with me

T-scot

L.d.

Silkk the shocker

Big mo

Gangsta t

And you know what?

Big man

We no limit soldiers -- i thought i told ya (repeat 6x)

Mr. serv on

Mia x

Klc

Mo b. *************

Craig b

Hope *************!

So ************* get ya mind right -- i thought i told ya (repeat 2x)

Kane and abel

Skull duggery

We no limit soldiers -- i thought i told ya (repeat 2x)

T-r-u

All y'all mother****** tru soldiers

Verse one: master p

*************, i'm bustin me locs, but i'm hittin em down with jokes

Y'all *************z on the rope, got your hoe on da scope

******* watching me, jockin me, ************* blockin me, *************in me

Cause i'm the hardest mother*******, out here rockin

I got the game in shades, got the *************z in blades

I got them hoes on a raid, because the ************* gettin paid

I've got, *************z from coast, slangin my ******

Got *************z and g's, and rollin keys keys to record sto's

Get paid wit fatals, *************z harder than cato

************* turnin the tables, but *************z livin like potatoes

Get chopped up in game, *************z runnin my name

Master p up in chain, is he dead he's a man

But i be bustin, hustlin, *************z ain't trustin

I'm a soldier, that's why *************z ain't trustin

No ************* or no *************, hoe or no sucka

Fiend or no clucker, but ready to hustle

With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders

Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja

Cause cowards despise, soldiers we ride

Killers with attitudes, but ready to die

Cause chickens get plucked, hoes get ******

Turkeys get stuck, and *************z get cuffed

Ready for combat, my gat with my hard hat

Strapped with my crew and my *************z and all that

Down for whatever, *************z straight rowdy

Ask any mother******* in america they'll tell ya, we bout it

Soldiers out there tech, bustin don't think

Lose ya life if you blink

****** with them soldiers on the tank, cause

Chorus: master p

We no limit soldiers -- i thought i told ya (repeat 8x)

Verse two: silkk the shocker

Let's get ready to rumble, them *************z stumble

Hit em with left blows

************* it got death blows

Ready to got to war?　let's go!

We killas and realas, drug dealers and killers, ************* it

No limit soldiers, close your eyes

Now picture me foldin dollar bills

I stay ****** tru, ************* ************* it, ************* do ya

************* i come to life and i scare all y'all bustas like freddy kruger

Gangstafied *************, true to the game *************

Stay ****** pullin triggas, ************* up all y'all *************z

Cause i'm so ****** t-r-u, representin i thought you knew

Cause killas killas killas

That's all i be around, ************* ****** fool

About face, this no limit soldier

One to the two to the three (hah hah)

************* i tried to told ya

Everybody quiet.... while i load up this rifle (attention!)

Now all my soldiers start fightin

It's time -- to go deep cover

Get to whoopin like danny glover, smother like jelly

Really, go deep like jim kelly

************* it, all y'all bustas open up y'all belly

Think we playin *************, well we ain't

I heard we had drama mother*******

Put up the benz and now we drive the tank

Cause all i want to be was a soldier

All i want to be was a soldier, soldier

Chorus 1/2

Verse three: c-murder

I'm a no limit mother****** soldier till i die

We run this place, and i say the same *************t, with a gun up in my face

I ain't scared to die, ************* like i said before, hoe

3rd ward, i'm from that mother****** calliope

Projects supported worldwide by drug dealers

Transformin wimpy ass *************z into killers

Taking over, worldwide, doin shows oversea

Bringing ******* to the telly, put them hoes upon they knees

Gangstafied, like my mother****** homies kane and abel

No limit, the world's number one ****** rap label (worldwide)

Competition get smoked like we smokin blunts

I take a playa hata and knock out his ****** fronts

****** slanga, now i'm slangin cd's

A million records (platinum), it used to be some quarter keys

Tru tattooed on my back ************* thats my click

Ready to hop into some mother****** gangsta *************t

I say no limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody

Organized by p or should i say, john gotti

Real *************z, put ya guns up if ya feel me

But if ya talk *************t, ************* ya betta kill me

Like skull i'm a hoodlum 4 life, i told ya

We be some mother****** no limit tru soldiers

Chorus 1/2

Verse four: mia x

Hard times got my mind on *************, and massive thoughts be the plot

Top priorities the family ****** and royalty

My loyalty, fiends with a gang of true *************z

No colors, just a bunch of ignorant mother*******s

Trust my pen is an infa-red

Hollow-tips be my lyrics dipped in venom when i send em

They split ya head (pssssh) wide open

My rhymes on fire blood, but you can't smoke ne'er a one

Don't try to come, don't even touch the mic

My *************t so tight, it's more correct than right, when i recite

Absolutely, you booty-ass hoes and *************z

Perpetratin behind water gun triggers

Hurry up and figure out that studio gotti's catch hotties to the mouth

Who got that clout, don't act surprised cause it's that ************* from the south

Mia x hoes, you don't want no problems

Get so much respect, even yo' *************z call me momma, the biggest one

To come stompin out the n.o., the crescent

Testin, chin-checkin, wreckin when i'm flexin on your whole crew

Who wants to go to war with this lyrical arsenist

Ya talkin *************t, i'll having ya runnin for the thesaurus, cause i'm walkin wit

The big dogs without hesitation, unlady like as ever

Full of, verbal annhilation

Escaping, po-po's chasin, want ta catch me but they cain't

I made em think, and now they too scared to run up on the tank

No limit, you can start it, but we *************z is the hardest

To deal wit, keeps the steel, and the plastics to peel wit

In reach, so we can touch yo' ass

And leave a bout it scarf on ya face, we soldiers

Chorus 3/4

I thought i told ya

Tru *************z wave ya guns, show ya tattoos

Soldiers foe life *************

Jumpin off the tank

Stay true to the gizame