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No Limit black sheep, the back seat for months
Stayed away from the Tanqueray, bitches and
Still Mac nigga, ain't changed
Got the rings and the chains
Now bitches know my whole name
I em, then I disintegrate 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 rippin off
You fuckin with the realest, lyrical spillers
To and dealers and cap peelers, and street guerillas
From villians to chillers, we made
And paid killers to protect
So the fuck you talk about winners?
You hear word camouflage when you hear my name
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

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

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

[Mr.
Nigga, you me
The nigga that everything out? (Nah)
The nigga run through your motherfuckin set and bang
your hoe motherfuckin out (Fuck nigga)
The nigga that's catchin these and beatin em down
Cuz they wearin Tanks, they don't what the fuck it mean
Nigga, that's the fuck, that's punchin your fuckin mouth
The nigga that'll the club up
Nigga, I give 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 leave this motherfucker
a line
K-L you lost your motherfuckin mind
Stop the track cuz niggas don't know about my click black
I down 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 and I raise my Tank up high
You believe some a you coward motherfuckers gon die

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

[Snoop
Rowdy in this motherfucker, loco
So I can come through and 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 tank dog, bank y'all in y'all
If y'all try to close, y'all can't run this race
I my self above the stack
my homeboys Mac and sack you fact, we strap for strap
We got your back, even flip out or trip out
Or dip out, these lookin at me strange
My game to maintain, I let it go, I sell it tell 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 spit nine
nine millimeters the ghetto diva
Mia X-rated, platinum plated
Face it, when they me on the K-L track
All niggas grab they head and jump back
Hollin Woah cuz it's goin down like lips to
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 hoes is the
warfare I exhale
Some fake like you name is Mel
Battle anybody, hip hop or
On TRU close your shop, woah