(master p) Oh yea It's christmas nigga muthafuckin merry christmas and new years nigga (ha,ha) Yall didn't think we was do it again Hah nigga
Mp be my >from the ghetto to Got them make 'em say (ughhh) Got the world screaming my >from soldier to soldierette every killer to cadet Playa get wet Tru march playas step
(chorus) We no soldiers I thought I ya We no limit I I told ya No,no soldiers I I told ya We no limit
(c-murder) I'm a muthafucking no soldier It's a (what) How us young thugs made history We be some tru on the rise And we gonna ball till we Two shots to my dead niggas on the of a bunch a ghetto millionaires on the rise And respect like them muthafucking wise guys Tru tattooed on my and arm hoe And represent the south 3rd ward
(fiend) I on the streets Like cocked 9's or painted stop signs gettin knock down Needles in lines Second lines crimes Down to a gun call all from a phone I done been it all Well you forgot my fiend And I don't fuck And soldiers show there bowdy rowdy I come around I'm mr. waump The one tighter than new j's Bout getting some to get me funky for few days
(chorus) We no,no soldiers I I told ya We no soldiers
(magic) Yall remember me I'm the one they call mr. Voted least to but I'm back to let cha have it Now I'm on y'all can't stop the tank I'm wit If you fuck wit me be guaranteed bitch your head gonna split shit Who make scream the loudest Who it That p boys get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it Respect the or get your ass rolled over By this 200 & 20 lb. 9th bulldozer
(mr. serv-on) You bet it's me the only one to spell out The nigga to snatch your muthafucking If you ain't got no respect The soldier that been holding back for Cause niggas scared of my muthafucking P done let lossen up the Believe me nigga you ain't leaving this everybody fight Even if you don't to hit you punch you kick you I'm the muthafucker up in this bitch And I'll love to get you I'm wearing these leather support across my chest So lower you tens if you respect You know I'm the 3rd bitch You gone by bitch soldier
(mia x) Rounding up my Scooping up my Mobbin these nolimit tru shot callers,street brawlers All the nigga don't fuck We ain't gonna your club up But we gonna the bitch down Lyrically I soldier hatas I'm the alligator you shake you and bake you Split your decision Wake up fire starters harder your father's fist Like he caught your mamma's lips around the dick the same bitch Yall know her drama mia x hoes You don't want no we soldiers
(chorus) We no limit I thought I ya We no limit I thought I ya
(big ed) I hit you wit the - left, right , Then a kick Nigga make some room back up up Bout to get up in this bitch Big ed the (assassin) me get my (blast on) I (smash on) with my (mask on) Full grown wit the blown From my infamous Then I the shit out your old lady with my infamous dick Get 'em up hit 'em up My entourage in When you hear (ooh ooh oh) get the out of dodge
(silkk the shocker) Mista!! to the t Second in I get my demands The only that can stop it is p No tattle tails so bitches I had to kill Grabbed my soldiers from the heart No killa boy luck in my heart On the battlefield fuck what Coming spitting through hitting Yall niggas hit the Come through a nigga So now I'm coming to get you trained for combat Bomb on contact we can play Yall warned sorry ones y'all can stay there You can tell we soldiers (right, right, right) You can tell we some (when I say ahhh) starts to fight! soldiers
(chorus) We nolimit I thought I ya We nolimit I I told ya No,no-no soldiers I I told ya We nolimit I I told ya
(mystikal) right left right Muthafucker I tight Running from the breath fire coming my windpipe Bullet pistol play muthafucking fist fight Hiding in the with a motherfuckin chim light go the tank there come the round Throwing grenade get on the You might get up without your head You looking for trouble and that's you found Take a long time look around to find These niggas ain't trying to our minds Shoot us, and us, and kick us, and cut us But fuck with us when we combine Get you everytime put foot on the mine Flyin metal it highly explode don't matter how you put it When you are telling a nigga me Let it be known I'm a soldier!
(chorus) We no soldiers I thought I ya We no limit I I told ya No no limit I thought I ya We no soldiers I I told ya No no soldiers I thought I ya We no limit I I told ya (bitch get your right) No no limit I thought I ya (bitch get mind right) We no soldiers I I told ya