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[C-Murder & Leanerd Dawg

Say lil' Learnerd (What's happenin'?)
Nigga you of QB? (Yah, why wassup?)
Well, yu know that nigga down the click now you dig it (Okay)
So ah, I'ma this new shit here and did it for ya (Do dat dog)
And ah, I want you to tell me me what you think it (It's all good)
it out (Fo Sho)

First appearence as a No Limit for all the critics
Real soldiers front line and out to get it
We be them motherfuckers give us a chance to kill em
Mo' muthafuckas then people die with cash, an
Gold and platinum artists and Bout It Bout It shouldn't it
No Limit is Billboard regardless
Can't stop the Tank we rollin with steel
Have the skills to make a mill', hundred dollar bills
No doubt we the street dates break
Triple platinum we chasin' no hesitation
soldiers and we stay TRU
If you niggas wanna check us, that's how we roll
We TRU motherfuckers

Woohoo, Nigga boy that tight
It bad, that's it
Shit, Yo P, that nigga
Then the weed
*Gun shot & driving