Mo B. Dick No Limit Soldiers Lyrics

[master p]
Whazzup with all yall tru n____z
Uuhhh, at ease!
And truettes
Rest of my soldiers out there, kevin miller
This ya m_________in colonel
Rest in peace tupac
Of the m_________in team
And all yall up there soldiers
Whazzup big boz, n____!
Master p
I got c-murder with me
T-scot
L.d.
Silkk the shocker
Big mo
Gangsta t
And you know what?
Big man

We no limit soldiers -- I thought I told ya (repeat 6x)
Mr. serv on
Mia x
Klc
Mo b. d___
Craig b
Hope n____!
So b____ get ya mind right -- I thought I told ya (repeat 2x)
Kane and abel
Skull duggery
We no limit soldiers -- I thought I told ya (repeat 2x)
T-r-u
All yall m_________in tru soldiers

Verse one: master p

n____, Im bustin me locs, but Im hittin em down with jokes
Yall n____z on the rope, got your hoe on da scope
b____es watching me, jockin me, n____ blockin me, c___in me
Cause Im the hardest m_________er, out here rockin
I got the game in shades, got the n____z in blades
I got them hoes on a raid, because the n____ gettin paid
Ive got, n____z from coast, slangin my dope
Got n____z and gs, and rollin keys keys to record stos
Get paid wit fatals, n____z harder than cato
n____ turnin the tables, but n____z livin like potatoes
Get chopped up in game, n____z runnin my name
Master p up in chain, is he dead hes a man
But I be bustin, hustlin, n____z aint trustin
Im a soldier, thats why n____z aint trustin
No b____ or no n____, hoe 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 f___ed
Turkeys get stuck, and n____z get cuffed
Ready for combat, my gat with my hard hat
Strapped with my crew and my n____z and all that
Down for whatever, n____z straight rowdy
Ask any m_________er in america theyll tell ya, we bout it
Soldiers out there tech, bustin dont think
Lose ya life if you blink
f___in with them soldiers on the tank, cause

Chorus: master p

We no limit soldiers -- I thought I told ya (repeat 8x)

Verse two: silkk the shocker

Lets get ready to rumble, them n____z stumble
Hit em with left blows
f___ it got death blows
Ready to got to war? lets go!
We killas and realas, drug dealers and killers, f___ it
No limit soldiers, close your eyes
Now picture me foldin dollar bills
I stay f___in tru, n____ f___ it, n____ do ya
n____ I come to life and I scare all yall bustas like freddy kruger
Gangstafied n____, true to the game n____
Stay f___in pullin triggas, f___ up all yall n____z
Cause Im so f___in t-r-u, representin I thought you knew
Cause killas killas killas
Thats all I be around, n____ f___in fool
About face, this no limit soldier
One to the two to the three (hah hah)
n____ I tried to told ya
Everybody quiet.... while I load up this rifle (attention!)
Now all my soldiers start fightin
Its time -- to go deep cover
Get to whoopin like danny glover, smother like jelly
Really, go deep like jim kelly
f___ it, all yall bustas open up yall belly
Think we playin b____, well we aint
I heard we had drama m_________er
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

Chorus 1/2

Verse three: c-murder

Im a no limit m_________in soldier till I die
We run this place, and I say the same s___, with a gun up in my face
I aint scared to die, b____ like I said before, hoe
3rd ward, Im from that m_________in calliope
Projects supported worldwide by drug dealers
Transformin wimpy a__ n____z into killers
Taking over, worldwide, doin shows oversea
Bringing b____es to the telly, put them hoes upon they knees
Gangstafied, like my m_________in homies kane and abel
No limit, the worlds number one f___in rap label (worldwide)
Competition get smoked like we smokin blunts
I take a playa hata and knock out his f___in fronts
Dope slanga, now Im slangin cds
A million records (platinum), it used to be some quarter keys
Tru tattooed on my back b____ thats my click
Ready to hop into some m_________in gangsta s___
I say no limit loud, cause we aint scared of nobody
Organized by p or should I say, john gotti
Real n____z, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But if ya talk s___, b____ ya betta kill me
Like skull Im a hoodlum 4 life, I told ya
We be some m_________in no limit tru soldiers

Chorus 1/2

Verse four: mia x

Hard times got my mind on c___, and massive thoughts be the plot
Top priorities the family dope and royalty
My loyalty, fiends with a gang of true n____z
No colors, just a bunch of ignorant m_________ers
Trust my pen is an infa-red
They split ya head (pssssh) wide open
My rhymes on fire blood, but you cant smoke neer a one
Dont try to come, dont even touch the mic
My s___ so tight, its more correct than right, when I recite
Absolutely, you booty-a__ hoes and n____z
Perpetratin behind water gun triggers
Hurry up and figure out that studio gottis catch hotties to the mouth
Who got that clout, dont act surprised cause its that b____ from the south
Mia x hoes, you dont want no problems
Get so much respect, even yo n____z call me momma, the biggest one
To come stompin out the n.o., the crescent
Testin, chin-checkin, wreckin when Im flexin on your whole crew
Who wants to go to war with this lyrical a___nist
Ya talkin s___, Ill having ya runnin for the thesaurus, cause Im walkin wit
The big dogs without hesitation, unlady like as ever
Full of, verbal annhilation
Escaping, po-pos chasin, want ta catch me but they caint
I made em think, and now they too scared to run up on the tank
No limit, you can start it, but we n____z is the hardest
To deal wit, keeps the steel, and the plastics to peel wit
In reach, so we can touch yo a__
And leave a bout it scarf on ya face, we soldiers

Chorus 3/4

I thought I told ya
Tru n____z wave ya guns, show ya tattoos
Soldiers foe life n____
Jumpin off the tank
Stay true to the gizame