[Lil' Soldiers. KLC, Italy, Top Dogg, Mystikal. it happen.
Dogg/(Lil' Italy)] Where my at (We ain't to find) my soldiers at (Messin with them K's and nines) Where my at (We ain't to find) it's time to get rowdy (We on the line) my soldiers at (We ain't to find) my soldiers at (Messin with them K's and nines) Where my at (We ain't to find) it's time to get rowdy (We on the line)
Dogg] Fuckin with the label with the (who), the label with the dank (who) The label with the solid gold tank (damn) With them on the wheels (yeah), the sun roof top (uh huh) Got the glock in my lap incase I gots to pop (what) I get on this motherfucking track if I have to (yeah) Pull a Silkk The Shocker and you to make you adapt to (what) L.B.C. and D-B-T-P-N Beats By The Pound down, lettin a nigga Mystikal, come on in
Nigga we bout it, we rowdy, another soldier Now you bitches need, no problem, we got it you get it till you drop, fool we gotta keep it solid If it don't make me dollars then bitches don't my roster For with cocain, fiends and powder Most of you bitches sign tracks, concert, bitches hollar We don't work no cowards, they can't come round ours And it's right where you get fucked up, it's where you get
Italy] Now you can catch me off in the Huh, or VIP sittin next to Mystikal, The so get it right Now hold on tight, from day one these cats out of sight Did you find us at the weed house blowing key all From no to a nickel and dime And if you about gettin your then we ain't hard to find Five figures for a down show And if you ain't stepping in the somebody got all of our dough
[Snoop Went from a hole in the to a whole key Death Row to N-O L-I-M-I-T (that's right) I'm breaking rules with and packin tools to school Bustin bitches, hittin switches, livin way too Nigga life is hard in the city of G's, key's, D's and funky cars But I out a soldier with help is a soldier with wealth And a nigga like me ain't goin snitch or bitch, I'll take that my self
I'm tired of just you, now I'm showing you bitches (uh huh) Tank buttoned up, rolling you bitches Please up cause ain't no holding these niggas My ain't scared to leave a hole in you bitches Recognized by the with the gold and the glitter A bunch of independant black niggas running shit We demand, run with Snoop and The Committee If you No Limit
[Snoop Nigga, you fuckin I did it
[Lil' Now pressure must (psssssst), aight And if you think we ain't tight, goodnight We don't with no blays, lames and squares Gang his with the hankey, tie him down in his chair We hard to find, playin with them K's and them nines We can do the Russian Roulette, without your set, no regrets KL be the doctor, you don't no phycisian And he couldn't tell you or ask how niggas been missing K-Lou Records to them No Limit Soldiers Been down with shit from day one, I thought I told ya Nigga, I I told ya Huh, I thought I ya
Dogg/(Lil' Italy)] Where my at (We ain't to find) Where my at (Messin with them K's and nines) my soldiers at (We hard to find) When it's time to get (We on the line) Where my at (We hard to find) my soldiers at (Messin them K's and them nines) Where my at (We ain't to find) When it's to get rowdy (We on the line)