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No Limit black sheep, played the seat for months
away from the Tanqueray, bitches and blunts
Still Mac nigga, ain't nothin
Got the rings and the chains
Now bitches wanna my whole name
I penetrate em, I disintegrate em
I let the next nigga date em, cuz I don't em
I spit voodoo, to the most hard to get
And at the end of the night, I rippin off
You with the realest, from lyrical spillers
To and dealers and cap peelers, and street guerillas
From villians to chillers, we made
And paid killers to scrilla
So what the you talk about winners?
You hear that word camouflage when you hear my
I represent the shell shocked cuz in my veins
(No Limit soldier) is on my arm, I took it in blood
Throw your up if you a thug
And all niggas say

Mac]
(Woah!)
You see a soldier on the holler
(Woah!)
You hear them on them beats holler
(Woah!)
time them soldiers speak holler
(Woah!)

[Kane &
Load your weapons, your gats
We sprinkle daily verbs over
Hit the chest like heart
When my lyrical hammer cock
And leave bullet holes in Bourbons and 'Lacs
The only thing we give them hoes is a dick and a
Gangstafied Kane & Abel you the camouflage assassin
Blastin and mashin, and head bashin
Razor blade slashin, the endo passin
For the and, woah it's bout to happen
What you (?) ugly with that 223
Hit em up in 3-d, now it's from tv
Niggas playa hated, I sho
Spark the weed,
See game, we regulated

[Mr.
Nigga, you me
The nigga that spell everything (Nah)
The nigga run through your motherfuckin set and bang
your hoe out (Fuck yeah nigga)
The that's catchin these niggas and beatin em down
Cuz they wearin Tanks, they don't know what the fuck it
Nigga, that's the fuck, that's about punchin fuckin mouth
The nigga that'll tear the up
Nigga, I don't a fuck if you bangin or slangin
Nigga when I put this Tank up nigga you get as the fuck
But if you think I was gonna leave this motherfucker
spellin a
K-L you done lost motherfuckin mind
Stop the track cuz niggas don't know about my click black
I with the M to the A to the C
the S to the E to the R to the V
Fuckin the T to the A to the N to the K
And when I come through motherfucker and I my Tank up high
You best believe some a you coward gon die

[Big
Nigga what I
I claim TRU!
I with niggas that's killas with TRU tatoos
I got my name Big Ed what I put between hips
I got my name Assassin from the way I empty out
Wear the No Limit soldier, at heart
Hittin niggas with throw aways when I em I break em apart
Niggas get your guns up if you
And when hit the stores, buy the album if you bout it
it

[Snoop
Rowdy gangsta in motherfucker, loco
So I can through and keep it TRU and do what the fuck I

I bust, I keep it TRU the 'ginnin
Dogg, the representer from Long Beach city
A TRU dog, bank y'all in y'all face
If try to come close, y'all can't run this race
I place my self above the
my homeboys Mac and sack you fact, we strap for strap
We got your back, don't flip out or trip out
Or dip out, niggas lookin at me strange
My game to maintain, I let it go, I sell it don't it
can't touch it motherfucker, or bail it, for real

X:]
Biggest mama, drama two guns I come
Put down for my last son, the one
Mac the don, get your shine on cuz it's your
And I'ma get my rhyme on and like nine
Cocked millimeters the ghetto diva
Mia X-rated, golden plated
Face it, when hear me on the K-L track
All niggas grab they head and jump back
Hollin Woah cuz it's goin down like to dick
I'm so tight I you bitches never wanna see the mic
And spit, the matter rhymes next to mine
I'm mama superior, you is fearin the
Lyrical warfare I
Some bitches like you name is Mel
Battle anybody, hip hop or
On TRU I'ma close shop, woah