Luyện nghe bài hát No Limit Soldiers Ii

(master p)
Oh yea
It's christmas nigga
Well muthafuckin merry christmas and new years (ha,ha)
Yall didn't we was gonna do it again
Hah what

Mp be my
the ghetto to fame
Got make 'em say ughhh (ughhh)
Got the screaming my name
>from every soldier to
every killer to cadet
Playa get wet
Tru niggas march step

(chorus)
We no soldiers
I thought I ya
We no soldiers
I thought I ya
No,no limit
I thought I ya
We no limit

(c-murder)
I'm a muthafucking no limit
It's a (what)
How us young black thugs made
We be some tru niggas on the
And we gonna ball we fall
Two shots to my dead on the wall
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 dropped on the
Like 9's or spray painted stop signs
gettin knock down
Needles in lines
Second lines pity
to a gun call all from a phone call
I done through it all
Well you forgot my name
And I fuck around
And show that there bowdy rowdy
I come around
I'm mr. waump
The one than some new j's
getting some to plays
That get me for few days

(chorus)
We no,no soldiers
I thought I ya
We no soldiers

(magic)
Yall me I'm the one they call mr. magic
Voted least to succeed but I'm back to let cha it
Now I'm on y'all can't stop the tank I'm wit
If you fuck wit me be guaranteed bitch that your head gonna
shit
Who y'all scream the loudest
Who it
That master p boys get rowdy rowdy and it bout it
Respect the tank or get your ass rolled
By 200 & 20 lb. 9th ward bulldozer

(mr. serv-on)
You bet it's me the one to spell everything out
The nigga to snatch your muthafucking
If you got no muthafucking respect
The soldier that been holding for years
niggas scared of my muthafucking bite
P done let up the streets
Believe me you ain't leaving this mothafucker
everybody fight
Even if you don't to
hit you punch you kick you
I'm the muthafucker up in this bitch
And love to get witcha
Fuck you I'm wearing leather support across my chest
So lower you if you don't respect
You know I'm the 3rd bitch
You gone by bitch
soldier

(mia x)
Rounding up my
Scooping up my
Mobbin with nolimit tru shot callers,street brawlers
All the nigga fuck around
We ain't gonna tear your up
But we gonna shut the bitch
Lyrically I soldier hatas
I'm the lady
Take you shake you and you
Split your decision
Wake up fire starters harder
Than your fist
Like he caught mamma's lips around the neighbors dick
It's the bitch
Yall know her drama mia x hoes
You don't no problems we soldiers

(chorus)
We no soldiers
I I told ya
We no soldiers
I thought I ya

(big ed)
I hit you wit the - left, , left
Then a kick
Nigga make some back up back 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 wit the brains blown
my infamous spit
Then I fuck the out your old lady with my infamous dick
Get 'em up hit 'em up
My entourage in
When you (ooh ooh oh) get the fuck out of dodge

(silkk the shocker)
Mista!! to the t
Second in
When I get my
The person that can stop it is p
No tattle so many bitches I had to kill
Grabbed my steal soldiers from the
No killa boy luck killa in my
On the battlefield fuck y'all
through spitting
Coming through
Yall niggas hit the
Come flipping
Picture a
So now I'm to get you next
Nigga trained for
Bomb on contact we can fair
Yall been sorry ones y'all can stay there
You can we some soldiers (right, right, right)
You can tell we some (when I say ahhh)
Everybody starts to fight!

(chorus)
We nolimit
I I told ya
We nolimit
I I told ya
No,no-no limit
I I told ya
We soldiers
I thought I ya

(mystikal)
Left right left
Muthafucker I tight
Running from the breath coming from my windpipe
Bullet wounds pistol play muthafucking fist
Hiding in the tent with a motherfuckin chim
go the tank there come the round
Throwing grenade get on the
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 trying to respect our minds
us, and stab us, and kick us, and cut us
But can't with us when we combine
Get you everytime put your foot on the
Flyin metal when it highly don't matter how you put it
When you are a nigga bout me
Let it be known I'm a soldier!

(chorus)
We no soldiers
I I told ya
We no soldiers
I thought I ya
No no limit
I I told ya
We no limit
I I told ya
No no soldiers
I I told ya
We no soldiers
I thought I ya
(bitch get your right)
No no soldiers
I I told ya
(bitch get your right)
We no soldiers
I I told ya