Mr. Magic, Snoop Dogg, C-Murder - No Limit lyrics

[Mr. Magic, Snoop Dogg, C-Murder - No Limit lyrics]

Say Magic, Snoop bro
The whole world know we bout it
You know what im saying
We millionaries, but uh
Lets show everybody what No Limit is
Where we from, you know what im saying

I'm from the motherfucken N-O L-IM-I T
You niggas can't fuck with me

Nigga I'm C-Murder
Known to get rowdy in the clubs
Sell tapes to my niggas in
The hood selling drugs
I'm a tru member, cause I'm tru to da game
Ask P
I got tru blood running though my veins
I'm a soldier, leutinent
All my tank dogs run
Nigga jump, bitch I'm comin to get all ya'll
Hustling is a habit, dope is a hobby
Still faced with charges of
A motherfucking robbery
From the east to the west
Coming downsouth killers
Leaving tapes like weight
Only thug niggas feel us
I'm a motherfucking rider, full of tatoos
And I represent the projects, Cali-0 1-2
A nigga get killed
For running out the crackhouse
A nigga like me smoke weed untill i pass out
I'mma represent (why) cause I'm in the tatoos
On my arm read motherfucking no limit

You niggas want it hard, shit
You best beleive that we got it
I'm with C-Murder and Snoop
So you know we getting rowdy
We run the south all the
Way up to the westcoast
Collaborated, giving ya'll the best of both
Picture the power
Ain't nobody stopping this clique
So don't even try it
Cause ain't nobody can fuck with this shit
We some bad motherfuckers
On the way to the top
See we can't be stopped! Can you blame us
The fucking world can't tame us
We handled our business
Now we all fucking famous
C-Murder was the case till life or death
Now skys the limit, cause Mr magic is next
Recongize the real
And you tell me who's the gimmick
You gotta be a soldier to ride with no limit
I'm finished, but before I go
I got love for California like I got love NO

I'm born and raised in the 2-1-3, the 3-1-0
The 5-6-2, but now I represent the 5-0-4
For sure, see ain't no limit to this
We do it up all night and
We keep it trump tight
Do what we have to, it will be a tragedy
Tell 'em quit fucking with your dawg Magic
Shit, I'm bout to get drastic
On they bitch ass and send all your fake ass
Soldiers to a casket fast
On the dip up state, holler at my homeboy
Hook it out, on the homie Billy Bathgate
Now heres a toast to the coast
Where they represent the most
Gangsterish niggas i know get the money
And then they get ghost
And slide to another location
Living downsouth, in the house
For my summer vacation
I'm blasting on sight, I'm ashing all night
And ain't no limit till I
Get my motherfucking paper right

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