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| Master P Miscellaneous No Limit Soldiers II Album: No Limit Soldiers: We Can't Be Stopped f/ No Limit's All Stars Thanks to tru4nolimit@yahoo.com for these lyrics. (Master P) Oh yea It's Christmas time nigga Well muthafuckin Merry Christmas and New Years nigga (ha,ha) Yall didn't think we was gonna do it again Hah nigga what MP be my name From the ghetto to fame Got them MAKE 'EM SAY UGHHH (UGHHH) Got the world screaming my name From every soldier to soldierette From every killer to cadet Playa hatas get wet TRU niggas march playas step (Chorus) We No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya We No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya No,No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya We No Limit Soldiers (C-Murder) I'm a muthafucking No Limit Soldier It's a mystery (what) How us young black thugs made history We be some TRU niggas on the rise And we gonna ball till we fall Two shots to my dead niggas on the wall Captain of a bunch a ghetto millionaires on the rise And much respect like them muthafucking wise guys TRU tattooed on my back and arm hoe And represent the south 3rd Ward Calliope (Fiend) I dropped on the streets Like cocked 9's or spray painted stop signs Niggas gettin knock down Needles in white lines Second lines pity crimes Down to a gun call all from a phone call I done been through it all Well you forgot my name Fiend And I don't fuck around And soldiers show that there bowdy rowdy When I come around I'm Mr. Womp Womp The one tighter than some new J's Bout getting some to plays That get me funky for few days (Chorus) We No,No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya We No Limit Soldiers (Magic) Yall remember me I'm the one they call Mr. Magic Voted least to succeed but I'm back to let cha have it Now I'm moving on yall can't stop the tank I'm wit If you fuck wit me be guaranteed bitch that your head gonna split AHHHHH shit Who make yall scream the loudest Who dought it That Master P boys get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it Respect the tank or get your ass rolled over By this 200 & 20 lb. 9th Ward bulldozer (Mr. Serv-On) You bet its me the only one to spell everything out The nigga to snatch your muthafucking neck If you ain't got no muthafucking respect The soldier that been holding back for years Cause niggas scared of my motherfucking bite P done let loosened up the straps, believe me nigga you ain't leaving this motherfucker til everybody fight Even if you don't want to I'ma hit you punch you kick you I'm the rowdiest motherfucker up in this bitch And I'll love to get witcha Fuck you I'm wearing these leather support across my chest So lower you tens if you don't respect You know I'm from the 3rd bitch You gone be a casualty bitch, I'ma soldier (Mia X) Roundin up my soldiers, scoopin up my warriors Mobbin with these No Limit TRU shotcallers, street brawlers All the nigga don't fuck around We ain't gonna tear your club up But we gonna shut the bitch down Lyrically I drown soldier hatas I'm the lady alligator Take you shake you and bake you Split your decision maker Wake up fire starters coming harder Than your father's fist Like he caught your mamma's lips around the neighbors dick It's the same bitch Y'all know how Mama Drama Mia X ho's You don't want no problems we soldiers (Chorus) We No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya We No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya (Big Ed) I hit you wit the - left, right , left Then a roundhouse kick Nigga make some room back up back up Bout to get right up in this bitch Big Ed the (Assassin) watch me get my (Blast On) Then I (Smash On) with my (Mask On) Full grown wit the brains blown From my infamous spit Then I fuck the shit out your old lady with my infamous dick Get 'em up hit 'em up My entourage in camouflage When you hear (Ooh Ooh Oh) get the fuck out of dodge (Silkk the Shocker) Mista!! N-O-L-I-M-I to the T Second in command When I get my demands The only person that can stop it is P No tattle tails so many bitches I had to kill Grabbed my steal soldiers from the heart No killa boy luck killa in my heart On the battlefield fuck yall what Coming through spitting Coming through hitting Yall niggas hit the gates Come through flipping Picture a nigga So now I'm coming to get you next Nigga trained for combat Bomb on contact we can play fair Yall been warned sorry ones yall can stay there You can tell we some soldiers (right, right, right) You can tell we some soldiers (when I say ahhh) Everybody starts to fight! Soldiers (Chorus) We NoLimit Soldiers I thought I told ya We NoLimit Soldiers I thought I told ya No,No-No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya We NoLimit Soldiers I thought I told ya (Mystikal) Left right left right Muthafucker I been tight Running from the breath fire coming from my windpipe Bullet wounds pistol play muthafucking fist fight Hiding in the tent with a motherfuckin chim light There go the tank there come the round Throwing grenade get on the ground You might just get up without your head You looking for trouble and that's what you found Take a long time look around tryin to find These niggas ain't trying to respect our minds Shoot us, and stab us, and kick us, and cut us but can't fuck with us when we combine Get you everytime put your foot on the mine Flyin metal when it highly explode don't matter how you put it When you are telling a nigga bout me Let it be known I'm a motherfucking soldier! (Chorus) We No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya We No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya No No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya We No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya No No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya We No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya (Bitch get your mind right) No No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya (Bitch get your mind right) We No Limit Soldiers I thought I told ya |
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