TRU, Silkk the Shocker, Master P, C-Murder, Mia X - No Limit Soldiers lyrics

Whazzup with all y'all Tru niggas
Uuhhh, at ease! And truettes
Rest of my soldiers out there, Kevin Miller
This ya motherfuckin colonel
Rest in peace 2Pac of the motherfuckin team
And all y'all up there soldiers
Whazzup Big Boz, nigga! Master P
I got C-Murder with me t-Scot
LD silkk the Shocker big Mo gangsta T
And you know what? Big Man

We No Limit soldiers - I thought I told ya
Mr serv On mia X kLC
Mo B dick craig B
Hope nigga! So bitch get ya mind right -
I thought I told ya
Kane and Abel skull Duggery
We No Limit soldiers - I thought I told ya
T-R-U all y'all motherfuckin Tru soldiers

Nigga, I'm bustin me locs


But I'm hittin em down with jokes
Y'all niggas on the rope
Got your ho on da scope
Bitches watching me, jockin me
Nigga blockin me, cockin me
Cause I'm the HARDEST motherfucker
Out here rockin i got the game in shades
Got the niggas in blades
I got them hoes on a raid
Because the nigga gettin paid
I've got, niggas from coast, slangin my dope
Got niggas and G's
And rollin keys keys to record sto's
Get paid wit fatals, niggas harder than Cato
Nigga turnin the tables
But niggas livin like potatoes
Get chopped up in game, niggas runnin my name
Master P up in chain, is he dead he's a man
But I be bustin, hustlin
Niggas ain't trustin i'm a soldier
That's why niggas ain't trustin
No bitch or no nigga, ho or no sucka
Fiend or no clucker, but ready to hustle
With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders
Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
Cause cowards despise, soldiers we ride
Killers with attitudes, but ready to die
Cause chickens get plucked, hoes get fucked
Turkeys get stuck, and niggas get cuffed
Ready for combat, my gat with my hard hat
Strapped with my crew and my
Niggas and all that
Down for whatever, niggas straight rowdy
Ask any motherfucker in America
They'll tell ya, we bout it
Soldiers out there tech, bustin don't think
Lose ya life if you blink
Fuckin with them soldiers on the tank, cause

We No Limit soldiers - I thought I told ya

Let's get ready to rumble
Them niggas stumble hit em with left blows
Fuck it got death blows
Ready to got to war? Let's go!
We killas and realas, drug
Dealers and killers, fuck it
No Limit soldiers, close your eyes
Now picture me foldin dollar bills
I stay fuckin Tru, nigga fuck it, nigga do ya
Nigga I come to life and I scare
All y'all bustas like Freddy Kruger
Gangstafied nigga, true to the game nigga
Stay fuckin pullin triggas
Fuck up all y'all niggas
Cause I'm so fuckin T-R-U
Representin I thought you knew
Cause killas killas killas
That's all I be around, nigga fuckin fool
About face, this No Limit soldier
One to the two to the three (hah hah)
Nigga I tried to told ya
Everybody quiet while I load up this rifle
(attention)
Now all my soldiers start fightin
It's time - to go deep cover
Lethal Weapon like Danny Glover
Smother like jelly
Really, go deep like Jim Kelly
Fuck it, all y'all bustas open up y'all belly
Think we playin bitch, well we ain't
I heard we had drama motherfucker
Put up the Benz and now we drive the tank
Cause all I want to be was a soldier
All I want to be was a soldier, soldier

We No Limit soldiers - I thought I told ya

I'm a No Limit motherfuckin
Soldier till I die
We run this place, and I say the same shit
With a gun up in my face
I ain't scared to die, bitch
Like I said before, ho
3rd Ward, I'm from that motherfuckin Calliope
Projects supported worldwide by drug dealers
Transformin wimpy ass niggas into killers
Taking over, worldwide, doin shows oversea
Bringing bitches to the telly
Put them hoes upon they knees
Gangstafied, like my motherfuckin homies
Kane and Abel no Limit
The world's number one fuckin rap label
(worldwide)
Competition get smoked like we smokin blunts
I take a playa hata and
Knock out his fuckin fronts
Dope slanga, now I'm slangin CD's
A million records
(platinum) , it used to be some quarter keys
TRU tattooed on my back bitch thats my click
Ready to hop into some
Motherfuckin gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud
Cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But if ya talk shit, bitch ya betta kill me
Like Skull I'm a hoodlum 4 life, I told ya
We be some motherfuckin No Limit TRU soldiers

We No Limit soldiers - I thought I told ya

Hard times got my mind on cock
And massive thoughts be the plot
Top priorities the family dope and royalty
My loyalty, fiends with a gang of true niggas
No colors
Just a bunch of ignorant motherfuckers
Trust my pen is an infa-red
Hollow-tips be my lyrics dipped in
Venom when I send em
They split ya head (pssssh) wide open
My rhymes on fire blood
But you can't smoke ne'er a one
Don't try to come, don't even touch the mic
My shit so tight, it's
More correct than right, when I recite
Absolutely, you booty-ass hoes and niggas
Perpetratin behind water gun triggers
Hurry up and figure out that studio
Gotti's catch hotties to the mouth
Who got that clout
Don't act surprised cause it's that
Bitch from the South
Mia X hoes, you don't want no problems
Get so much respect, even yo'
Niggas call me momma, the biggest one
To come stompin out the NO, the crescent
Testin, chin-checkin
Wreckin when I'm flexin on your WHOLE crew
Who wants to go to war
With this lyrical arsenist
Ya talkin shit, I'll having ya
Runnin for the thesaurus
Cause I'm walkin wit
The big dogs without hesitation
Unlady Like as ever
Full of, verbal annhilation
Escaping, po-po's chasin
Want ta catch me but they cain't
I made em think
And now they too scared to run up on the tank
No Limit, you can start it
But we niggas is the hardest
To deal wit, keeps the steel
And the plastics to peel wit
In reach, so we can touch yo' ass
And leave a bout it scarf on ya face
We soldiers

We No Limit soldiers - I thought I told ya

I thought I told ya
TRU niggas wave ya guns, show ya tattoos
Soldiers foe life nigga jumpin off the tank
Stay true to the gizame