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

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

& Abel:]
Load your weapons, grab your
We sprinkle daily over tracks
Hit the chest heart attacks
When my lyrical hammer cock
And leave bullet holes in your Bourbons and
The thing we give them hoes is a dick and a smack
Gangstafied Kane & you know the camouflage assassin
Blastin and mashin, kidnappin and head
Razor slashin, the endo blunt passin
For the cash and, woah it's bout to
What you (?) ugly with that 223
Hit em up in 3-d, now it's banned tv
Niggas playa hated, I sho
the weed, cremated
See game, we regulated

[Mr.
Nigga, you me
The nigga that spell everything (Nah)
The nigga run through your motherfuckin set and bang
hoe motherfuckin out (Fuck yeah nigga)
The nigga that's catchin these niggas and em down
Cuz they wearin Tanks, they don't know the fuck it mean
Nigga, that's the fuck, that's about punchin fuckin mouth
The nigga tear the club 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 leave this motherfucker without
spellin a
K-L you done your motherfuckin mind
Stop the track cuz these niggas don't know 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 raise my up high
You believe some a you coward motherfuckers gon die

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

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

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

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