(master p) Oh yea It's christmas nigga Well muthafuckin merry christmas and new years (ha,ha) didn't think we was gonna do it again Hah nigga
Mp be my >from the to fame Got make 'em say ughhh (ughhh) Got the screaming my name every soldier to soldierette >from every killer to Playa get wet Tru march playas step
(chorus) We no limit I thought I ya We no limit I I told ya No,no limit I I told ya We no limit
(c-murder) I'm a no limit soldier a mystery (what) How us young black thugs made We be tru niggas on the rise And we gonna ball till we Two shots to my niggas on the wall Captain of a a ghetto millionaires on the rise And much respect like them muthafucking wise Tru tattooed on my and arm hoe And represent the 3rd ward calliope
(fiend) I dropped on the Like cocked 9's or painted stop signs Niggas knock down in white lines Second lines crimes to a gun call all from a phone call I done through it all you forgot my name fiend And I don't around And soldiers show that there bowdy When I come I'm mr. waump The one tighter than new j's getting some to plays That get me funky for few
(chorus) We no,no limit I I told ya We no soldiers
(magic) Yall remember me I'm the one they mr. magic Voted least to succeed but I'm to let cha have it Now I'm moving on can't stop the tank I'm wit If you fuck wit me be bitch that your head gonna split shit Who make y'all the loudest Who it That p boys get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it the tank or get your ass rolled over By this 200 & 20 lb. 9th ward
(mr. serv-on) You bet it's me the only one to everything out The nigga to snatch muthafucking neck If you got no muthafucking respect The soldier been holding back for years niggas scared of my muthafucking bite P done let up the streets Believe me nigga you ain't this mothafucker Till fight Even if you don't to I'ma hit you you kick you I'm the rowdiest up in this bitch And I'll to get witcha Fuck you I'm these leather support across my chest So lower you tens if you don't You know I'm the 3rd bitch You gone by casualty I'ma
(mia x) Rounding up my Scooping up my Mobbin with these tru shot callers,street brawlers All the nigga fuck around We ain't gonna your club up But we gonna the bitch down Lyrically I drown hatas I'm the lady you shake you and bake you Split your decision Wake up fire starters coming Than your father's Like he caught your lips around the neighbors dick the same bitch Yall know her drama mia x hoes You want no problems we soldiers
(chorus) We no limit I I told ya We no limit I thought I ya
(big ed) I hit you wit the - left, right , Then a roundhouse make some room back up back up Bout to get up in this bitch Big ed the (assassin) me get my (blast on) Then I (smash on) my (mask on) Full grown wit the brains From my spit Then I fuck the shit out old lady with my infamous dick Get 'em up hit 'em up My entourage in you hear (ooh ooh oh) get the fuck out of dodge
(silkk the shocker) Mista!! to the t in command When I get my The person that can stop it is p No tattle so many bitches I had to kill Grabbed my soldiers from the heart No boy luck killa in my heart On the fuck y'all what Coming spitting through hitting Yall niggas hit the Come through Picture a So now I'm to get you next Nigga trained for on contact we can play fair Yall been sorry ones y'all can stay there You can we some soldiers (right, right, right) You can we some soldiers (when I say ahhh) starts to fight! soldiers
(chorus) We nolimit I I told 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 coming from my windpipe Bullet wounds play muthafucking fist fight Hiding in the tent with a motherfuckin light There go the tank there the round grenade get on the ground You might just get up without your You looking for trouble and that's you found Take a long time look tryin to find These niggas ain't to respect our minds Shoot us, and stab us, and us, and cut us But can't fuck us when we combine Get you put your foot on the mine Flyin metal when it highly don't matter how you put it When you are telling a bout me Let it be known I'm a soldier!
(chorus) We no limit I I told ya We no soldiers I I told ya No no limit I I told ya We no soldiers I I told ya No no limit I I told ya We no soldiers I thought I ya (bitch get your right) No no limit I thought I ya (bitch get mind right) We no soldiers I thought I ya