Luyện nghe bài hát No Limit Soldiers Ii

(master p)
Oh yea
It's christmas time
Well merry christmas and new years nigga (ha,ha)
Yall think we was gonna do it again
Hah what

Mp be my
>from the ghetto to
Got them 'em say ughhh (ughhh)
Got the world screaming my
every soldier to soldierette
>from every killer to
Playa get wet
Tru niggas playas step

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

(c-murder)
I'm a no limit soldier
It's a (what)
How us young black thugs history
We be some tru on the rise
And we gonna ball till we
Two to my dead niggas on the wall
Captain of a bunch a ghetto on the rise
And much respect them muthafucking wise guys
Tru on my back and arm hoe
And represent the 3rd ward calliope

(fiend)
I on the streets
Like cocked 9's or painted stop signs
Niggas gettin knock
Needles in lines
Second pity crimes
Down to a gun all from a phone call
I done through it all
Well you forgot my name
And I don't fuck
And soldiers show that bowdy rowdy
I come around
I'm mr. waump
The one tighter than new j's
Bout getting to plays
That get me funky for few

(chorus)
We no,no limit
I I told ya
We no limit

(magic)
Yall remember me I'm the one they 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 that your head gonna split
shit
Who make scream the loudest
Who it
That master p boys get rowdy and bout it bout it
Respect the tank or get your ass over
By 200 & 20 lb. 9th ward bulldozer

(mr. serv-on)
You bet me the only one to spell everything out
The nigga to snatch muthafucking neck
If you got no muthafucking respect
The soldier that been back for years
Cause scared of my muthafucking bite
P let lossen up the streets
Believe me nigga you ain't this mothafucker
Till fight
if you don't want to
I'ma hit you punch you you
I'm the rowdiest up in this bitch
And I'll love to get
you I'm wearing these leather support across my chest
So lower you if you don't respect
You know I'm from the 3rd
You gone by bitch
soldier

(mia x)
Rounding up my
Scooping up my
Mobbin with these nolimit tru callers,street brawlers
All the don't fuck around
We ain't gonna your club up
But we gonna shut the bitch
Lyrically I soldier hatas
I'm the lady
Take you you and bake you
Split decision maker
Wake up fire starters harder
your father's fist
Like he caught your mamma's lips around the dick
It's the same
know her mama drama mia x hoes
You want 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 roundhouse
Nigga some room back up back up
to get right up in this bitch
Big ed the (assassin) me get my (blast on)
Then I (smash on) my (mask on)
Full wit the brains blown
From my spit
Then I fuck the shit out your old lady with my infamous
Get 'em up hit 'em up
My in camouflage
you hear (ooh ooh oh) get the fuck out of dodge

(silkk the shocker)
Mista!! to the t
Second in
When I get my
The only person that can it is p
No tails so many bitches I had to kill
my steal soldiers from the heart
No killa boy luck in my heart
On the battlefield fuck y'all
Coming spitting
Coming through
Yall hit the gates
through flipping
Picture a
So now I'm to get you next
trained for combat
Bomb on contact we can fair
Yall been warned sorry ones y'all can 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 I told ya
We nolimit
I I told ya
No,no-no soldiers
I I told ya
We nolimit
I thought I ya

(mystikal)
Left left right
I been tight
Running from the breath fire coming my windpipe
Bullet wounds pistol play fist fight
in the tent with a motherfuckin chim light
There go the there come the round
Throwing get on the ground
You just get up without your head
You for trouble and that's what you found
Take a long time look around tryin to
niggas ain't trying to respect our minds
Shoot us, and us, and kick us, and cut us
But can't fuck with us we combine
Get you everytime put foot on the mine
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 limit
I thought I ya
No no soldiers
I thought I ya
We no limit
I I told ya
No no limit
I I told ya
We no limit
I thought I ya
(bitch get your right)
No no soldiers
I I told ya
(bitch get your right)
We no limit
I I told ya