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No Limit sheep, played the back seat for months
Stayed away the Tanqueray, bitches and blunts
Still Mac nigga, ain't nothin
Got the rings and the chains
Now bitches know my whole name
I penetrate em, then I em
I let the next nigga date em, cuz I hate em
I spit voodoo, to the hard to get hoes
And at the end of the night, I off clothes
You fuckin with the realest, from spillers
To killers and dealers and cap peelers, and guerillas
From villians to chillers, we millions
And killers to protect scrilla
So what the fuck you about winners?
You hear that word camouflage when you hear my
I represent the shocked cuz it's in my veins
(No soldier) is on my left arm, I took it in blood
your hood up if you a thug
And all niggas say

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

& Abel:]
Load weapons, grab your gats
We daily verbs over tracks
Hit the chest like heart
When my hammer cock back
And leave holes in your Bourbons and 'Lacs
The thing we give them hoes is a dick and a smack
Gangstafied & Abel you know the camouflage assassin
and mashin, kidnappin and head bashin
Razor blade slashin, the blunt passin
For the cash and, woah it's to happen
you want (?) ugly with that 223
Hit em up in 3-d, now it's banned tv
Niggas hated, I sho hated
Spark the weed,
See game, we regulated

[Mr.
Nigga, you me
The nigga spell everything out? (Nah)
The that'll run through your motherfuckin set and bang
hoe motherfuckin out (Fuck yeah nigga)
The nigga that's these niggas and beatin em down
Cuz they Tanks, they don't know what the fuck it mean
Nigga, that's the fuck, that's about punchin your fuckin
The that'll tear the club up
Nigga, I give a fuck if you bangin or slangin
Nigga I put this Tank up nigga you get rowdy as the fuck
But if you think I was gonna leave this without
spellin a
K-L you lost your motherfuckin mind
Stop the cuz these 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 motherfucker and I raise my Tank up high
You best believe some a you motherfuckers gon die

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

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

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

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