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No Limit sheep, played the back seat for months
Stayed away from the Tanqueray, bitches and
Still Mac nigga, ain't changed
Got the and the gold chains
Now bitches wanna 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 most hard to get
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 made
And killers to protect scrilla
So what the fuck you about winners?
You hear that word camouflage when you my name
I the shell shocked cuz it's in my veins
(No Limit soldier) is on my left arm, I it in blood
your hood up if you a thug
And all them say

[Chorus:
(Woah!)
You see a soldier on the streets
(Woah!)
You hear them soldiers on them beats
(Woah!)
Every time soldiers speak holler
(Woah!)

[Kane &
Load weapons, grab your gats
We sprinkle daily over tracks
Hit the chest heart attacks
When my lyrical hammer back
And leave bullet holes in Bourbons and 'Lacs
The only thing we give them hoes is a and a smack
Kane & Abel you know the camouflage assassin
Blastin and mashin, and head bashin
Razor slashin, the endo blunt passin
For the cash and, woah bout to happen
What you want (?) ugly with 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 spell everything out? (Nah)
The nigga that'll run through your motherfuckin set and
hoe motherfuckin out (Fuck yeah nigga)
The nigga that's these niggas and beatin em down
Cuz they wearin Tanks, they don't know what the it mean
Nigga, that's the fuck, that's punchin your fuckin mouth
The nigga tear the club up
Nigga, I don't a fuck if you bangin or slangin
Nigga when I put this up nigga you get rowdy as the fuck
But if you think I was gonna this motherfucker without
spellin a
K-L you done lost your motherfuckin
the track 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 through motherfucker and I my Tank up high
You best believe some a you coward gon die

[Big
Nigga I claim?
I claim TRU!
I hang with niggas that's killas 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 throw aways when I toss em I break em apart
Niggas get your 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 come through and keep it TRU and do what the I

I bust, I it TRU from the 'ginnin
Snoop Dogg, the representer Long Beach city
A TRU dog, bank y'all in y'all face
If y'all try to come close, y'all can't run race
I my self above the stack
my homeboys Mac and sack you fact, we strap for strap
We got your back, don't even flip out or out
Or dip out, niggas 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, two guns here I come
Put down for my last son, the one
Mac the don, get shine on cuz it's your time
And I'ma get my rhyme on and like nine
Cocked nine the ghetto diva
Mia X-rated, platinum plated
it, when they hear me on the K-L track
All them grab they head and jump back
Hollin Woah cuz it's goin down lips to dick
I'm so tight I make you bitches wanna see the mic
And spit, the lesson rhymes next to mine
I'm mama superior, you is fearin the
warfare I exhale
Some fake like you name is Mel
anybody, hip hop or glock
On TRU I'ma your shop, woah