No Limit Solidiers

Cause I'm so fuckin T-R-U, representin I thought you knew

Cause killas killas killas

That's all I be around, nigga fuckin fool

About face, this No Limit soldier

One to the two to the three (hah hah)

Nigga 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

Lethal Weapon like Danny Glover, smother like jelly

Really, go deep like Jim Kelly

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

Think we playin bitch, well we ain't

I heard we had drama motherfucker

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

We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told ya

I'm a No Limit motherfuckin soldier till I die

We run this place, and I say the same shit, with a gun up in my face

I ain't scared to die, bitch like I said before, ho

3rd Ward, I'm from that motherfuckin Calliope

Projects supported worldwide by drug dealers

Transformin wimpy ass niggas into killers

Taking over, worldwide, doin shows oversea

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

Gangstafied, like my motherfuckin homies Kane and Abel

No Limit, the world's number one fuckin rap label (worldwide)

Competition get smoked like we smokin blunts

I take a playa hata and knock out his fuckin fronts

Dope slanga, now I'm slangin CD's

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

TRU tattooed on my back bitch thats my click

Ready to hop into some motherfuckin gangsta shit

I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody

Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti

Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me

But if ya talk shit, bitch ya betta kill me

Like Skull I'm a hoodlum 4 life, I told ya

We be some motherfuckin No Limit TRU soldiers

We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told ya

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

Top priorities the family dope and royalty

My loyalty, fiends with a gang of true niggas

No colors, just a bunch of ignorant motherfuckers

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 shit so tight, it's more correct than right, when I recite

Absolutely, you booty-ass hoes and niggas

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 bitch from the South

Mia X hoes, you don't want no problems

Get so much respect, even yo' niggas 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 shit, 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 niggas 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

We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told ya