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(phone dialing, phone ringing) |
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-No Limit Studios. What's up? |
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-Who dis is? Who dis is? |
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-Nigga, this Rappin 4-tay. Who is this? |
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-Uh, dis P! |
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-P? |
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-Yeah, this P! |
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-P? |
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-Yeah! |
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-If this P, lemme hear ya say, "Ungh!" |
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-(voice cracking) Ungh! |
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-Nigga, this ain't no muthafuckin P! |
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-Man, hang the phone up. |
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Chorus: Make em say,"Ungh!" (Ungh!) |
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N-nah-n-nah! (n-nah-n-nah!) |
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[Master P] |
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Nigga, I'm the colonel of the muthafuckin tank |
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Ya'll after big thangs, we after big bank |
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3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in combats |
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My comrades is killas and dealas with TRU tats |
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Never gave a fuck bout no hoes or no riches |
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And niggas come short, I'm diggin ditches |
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M.P. pullin strikes, commander-in-chief |
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And fools run up wrong |
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Nigga, I'm knockin out some teeth |
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I'm down here slangin, rollin with these hustlers |
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Tryin to get rid of all you hatas and you bustas |
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Steppin on gold, breakin niggas nose |
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In the projects, nigga, anything goes |
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Breakin fools off cause I'm a No Limit soldier |
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At ease, and salute this pass me the dolja |
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Chorus (3X) |
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[Fiend] |
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Fiend make em startin this riot, a exorcism |
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Bustin out the expedition, fully choppin hatas |
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Business til about the size of prisons, our mission |
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They heard we scary, No Limit mercenary |
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No tellin how bad it get, because the worse will vary |
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I heard you make em worry, that this for the loot |
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They intimidated by the rounds that the tank shoot |
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Tank dawgs salute! |
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Every robbery we score, cause they know |
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Everything Fiend know, mean mo money mo |
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Little Fiend still want the greens |
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The cornbread and the cabbage |
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In your hood remindin you bitches of who the baddest |
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Definitely the maddest, so the crime gon stick em |
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My ungh went twice (ungh, ungh) |
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And ended with nine, get em |
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Chorus (2X) |
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P gon make ya say Uuunnnggghhh! |
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I'm a make ya say Ahhh! |
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I'm not Eric B., but garauanteed to move this motherfuckin crowd |
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I stay on like ice, switchin money, cause I like riches |
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Hittin nothin but tight bitches, call me, I might hit ya |
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Nigga make em say nah-n-nah, don't trip |
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After I bust yo shit, then after that say na-n-n-nah |
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I hang with niggas, I do my thang with niggas |
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They wanna know if I gangbang |
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Cause I hang with a whole gang of niggas |
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So when we connect bitch |
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Better respect this, I step quick |
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Cause I got a vicious right hand but ya know what? |
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My left is quick |
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Silkk, you the type of nigga that pull the most violence |
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Mighty whites |
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Cause I'll step in the club and say somethin |
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To get that muthafucka to start fightin |
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Bitch, bad as vogues, I'm cold as you see me |
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Be Gs knockin niggas out ??? off 3-D |
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Peep D, the game that I spit |
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No Limit soldier cross my back |
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I run this muthafucka, TRU niggas |
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I betcha I'll make ya stay back |
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Chorus (2X) |
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[Mia X] |
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We got to lies and monoplolize on everything we seek |
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Keep pistols drawed and cocked |
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We got the industry locked, we can't be stopped, too hot |
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Check the spots that we got on billboards |
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The tank can set up roadblocks, we fatin all our foes |
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Want some mo? |
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Then let's go, stretch you out like elastic |
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Zip that ass up in plastic, have ya folks pickin caskets |
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We drastic, our tactics is homegrown in the ghetto |
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So feel the wrath of this sista, it's like you fightin 10 niggas |
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Forget the baby voice, it's the biggest mamma Mia |
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The unlady like diva, lyrical man eater, believe her |
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Or see her, and get that ass embarrassed |
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AKA decision maker, guaranteed you'll get carried away |
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So stay in yo place, when ya hear mamma speakin |
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Cannons spray, clear the way, when ya see the tank creepin |
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Chorus (2X) |
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[Mystikal] |
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Hah, I'm that nigga that rap, when I ??? |
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If they wanna know how to do it |
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It could be the little bitty skinny muthafucka |
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With the braids in his hair |
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That used to live off Tchopitoula |
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I done paid my dues, but still playin the blues |
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Nigga play me like you was scared to lose |
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I'm still a fool, you ain't heard the news |
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I was a No Limit nigga makin major moves |
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I won't stop now, bitch, I can't stop |
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You cant stop me, so, bitch, don't try |
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We TRU soldiers, and we don't die |
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We keep rollin, n-n-nah-nah-nah |
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All aboard, bitch it's like a ??? inside |
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??? hallelujah |
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Niggas goin to war, got to fightin and shootin inside rumors |
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Little bitch sayin he there, we there, be where? |
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C there, Silkk there, Fiend there, Mamma there, P there |
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Ain't no salary cap, on top of my dollars |
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I roll with nothin, but them No Limit riders |
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I gets down nigga, I hold my tank up high |
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Watch how many bitches get wild, n-nah-n-nah |
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Chorus and fade |
