Nigga, I'm bustin me locs, but I'm hittin em with jokes Y'all niggas on the rope, got your ho on da Bitches me, jockin me, nigga blockin me, cockin me I'm the HARDEST motherfucker, out here rockin I got the game in shades, got the in blades I got them on a raid, because the nigga gettin paid I've got, niggas coast, slangin my dope Got and G's, and rollin keys keys to record sto's Get paid wit fatals, niggas harder than Nigga turnin the tables, but niggas like potatoes Get up in game, niggas runnin my name Master P up in chain, is he dead a man But I be bustin, hustlin, ain't trustin I'm a soldier, that's why niggas ain't No bitch or no nigga, ho or no Fiend or no clucker, but ready to With boulders, bigga than yo' Runnin from the rollers, gone on doja Cause cowards despise, soldiers we with attitudes, but ready to die Cause chickens get plucked, get fucked get stuck, and niggas get cuffed Ready for combat, my gat my hard hat Strapped with my crew and my niggas and all Down for whatever, straight rowdy Ask any motherfucker in America tell ya, we bout it out there tech, bustin don't think Lose ya if you blink Fuckin with them on the tank, cause
We No soldiers, I thought I told ya
Let's get ready to rumble, niggas stumble Hit em left blows Fuck it got blows to got to war? Let's go! We killas and realas, drug dealers and killers, it No Limit soldiers, close your Now me foldin dollar bills I stay fuckin Tru, fuck it, nigga do ya I come to life and I scare all y'all bustas like Freddy Kruger Gangstafied nigga, true to the game Stay fuckin triggas, fuck up all y'all niggas Cause I'm so fuckin T-R-U, representin I you knew Cause killas killas That's all I be around, nigga fuckin About face, this No soldier One to the two to the (hah hah) I tried to told ya Everybody quiet, while I up this rifle (attention!) Now all my soldiers start It's time to go deep Lethal Weapon like Glover, smother like jelly Really, go like Jim Kelly Fuck it, all y'all bustas open up belly we playin bitch, well we ain't I we had drama motherfucker Put up the Benz and now we drive the Cause all I to be was a soldier All I want to be was a soldier,
We No soldiers, I thought I told ya
I'm a No Limit motherfuckin soldier I die We run this place, and I say the same shit, with a gun up in my I ain't scared to die, bitch like I before, ho 3rd Ward, I'm that motherfuckin Calliope Projects supported by drug dealers Transformin wimpy ass into killers Taking over, worldwide, doin shows Bringing bitches to the telly, put them hoes they knees Gangstafied, like my motherfuckin homies and Abel No Limit, the world's one fuckin rap label (worldwide) Competition get smoked like we blunts I take a hata and knock out his fuckin fronts slanga, now I'm slangin CD's A records (platinum), it used to be some quarter keys TRU tattooed on my bitch thats my click Ready to hop into motherfuckin gangsta shit I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't of nobody Organized by P or I say, John Gotti Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya me But if ya talk shit, bitch ya betta me Skull I'm a hoodlum 4 life, I told ya We be motherfuckin No Limit TRU soldiers
We No Limit soldiers, I I told ya
times got my mind on cock, and massive thoughts be the plot Top priorities the family dope and My loyalty, fiends with a of true niggas No colors, just a bunch of motherfuckers my pen is an infa-red Hollow-tips be my dipped in venom when I send em They split ya head (pssssh) wide My rhymes on blood, but you can't smoke ne'er a one Don't try to come, even touch the mic My shit so tight, it's correct than right, when I recite Absolutely, you booty-ass and niggas behind water gun triggers Hurry up and out that studio Gotti's catch hotties to the mouth Who got that clout, don't act surprised cause it's bitch from the South Mia X hoes, you want no problems Get so much respect, even yo' niggas call me momma, the one To come out the N.O., the crescent Testin, chin-checkin, wreckin when I'm flexin on your crew Who wants to go to war with this arsenist Ya talkin shit, I'll having ya runnin for the thesaurus, cause I'm wit The big dogs hesitation, Unlady Like as ever of, verbal annhilation Escaping, po-po's chasin, want ta catch me but they I made em think, and now they too to run up on the tank No Limit, you can it, but we niggas is the hardest To deal wit, the steel, and the plastics to peel wit In reach, so we can yo' ass And a bout it scarf on ya face, we soldiers
We No soldiers, I thought I told ya