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Golds in They Mouth
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Them boys from the south.. got golds in mouth..
Don't trust them this sun drought..
cause them boys will you out

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Nigga thuggin' in the hood so I'm still in the
I'm out Calliope nigga, bout to let my nuts hang
I'm a No Limit and we running the streets
Respect my hood CP3!
Big Boz nigga holding it down
My lil cousin Hot Boy the new of the town
C-Murder and Wango got the jets on
And me and Silkk, we the new keys to the block

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You got the Then meet me by the sizzoe
Me and Big Kirk, Uncle Nut, by a
D and Hoy posted up by the (ya heard)
See and Mutsi, they soldiers
You come short in my hood, then you get with
We take head shots like Preacher Man, you want feel
We throw it off like them in Texas
Lil Jay and Lil Keith, in a chrome Lexus
Me and Green in a
Jump off boys.. jumping off it's Cali
Roll through the Lou, at Nelly
Had two country girls shaking that in a Telly

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Tank tops and bandannas, Low Riders on
Royce's and Bentley's on twenty inch Sanders
ATL, on my way to the Club
J.D. and Outkast showed me
See Trick at the Grammy's, It was wack like the
I said, the baddest bicth?' He said, 'Miami.' (ha ha)
Cause I run a gang of niggas
Big Greg, T-Harris, O.G. and Killa
We roll the beach, a couple of thugs in the hood

That bulls off the leash when we up to no
It's a party in the projects every and fifthteenth
And if you from the hood, then you might get tripled

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South..
Now I'm one of them boys, gatted up the south
Chrome toys, tatted up with them in my mouth
C-Murder (what?) True nigga, thugged out, hard
From the streets, the CP3, my dogg they'll your car
from the cops.. we don't do it.. we dissappear
Is tha bad? We second line yo ass up in my
I'm the N-O-L-I-M-I-T!
Don't give a if you don't like me!
Yea, I walk with a lean like I'm on some shit
I'm on top.. you can by my click
I'm from the south lil daddy.. can ya
Now back the f**k up before I yo sh....

2X: Master P]

'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up, wet 'em up
'em up (ha ha)

This out (No Limit!) to the east and the west.
I y'all! (ha ha) What! What! What! What! What!
We thuggin'. Put 'em up! Thuggin' with them teeth.
Where them thug girls with them golds? Where y'all at
And y'all niggas that wanna be platinum shit,
y'all know whit gold nigga! (ha ha)