Lyrics

[Intro: Fiend] What's going on out there in Soldier World (Uh) This Fiend, the excited private nigga, act like you know me Here to reperesent on, Mia X, Miss Mama Drama shit (Mama Drama, nigga) Here we have, Mac the Shell Shocker, Skull Duggery (Woah, uh-huh) C motherfucking Murder, Mystikal (Uh-huh) And last but not least Fiend, the excited private Here to represent like this Ya heard me? [Chorus: Fiend (repeat 4X)] Cock, bust, squeeze, aim We No Limit soldiers, nigga, you know our name [Verse 1: Mia X] What y'all niggas really come to do? (Come to do?) If you with me, tell them soldier haters fuck you (Fuck you!) I said what y'all bitches really come to do? (Come to do?) If you with me, tell them soldier haters fuck you (Fuck you!) Tru niggas on the frontline ready to squeeze Bitches think before you speak 'cause you don't want none of these Left, right, left, roundhouse 'Cause every time I bring it on, somebody gets knocked out About as 'bout it, 'bout it as it gets, it's that bitch Mia X, Lady No Limit (Yeah, that bitch) Mama, 4-star (Yeah, that bitch) You don't wanna go to war (That's that bitch) Drill me, I make ya feel me like ya dicks been ridin' yo' pussy (Woo) Lyrical beats off in them streets, nigga, I'm no rookie I'm the drama in your heart when your people get killed (When your people get killed) The most respected gangsta bitch on the real 'Cause I will [Chorus x2] [Verse 2: Fiend] Whomp whomp Remember me, I tote a shotty (woo), military gunfare Just one day, paper red, hands and arrest legs I ain't scared, I done prayed for all the consequences Brand new, Glock inventions and killers with bad intentions Forget to mention, don't mind, my neck on the line Give my moms the insurance money, and cards for Valentine's I ain't died, burn no coffin, don't pour no crony on me Smoke in the zone stashed throw me taking what they owe me I'm the soldier in the fatigues, fulla weed, ready to bleed Behind, what I believe, the Tank, and weed Indeed, boy, I hem'd these, the message, with bent knees And notes around their necks, signed, bitch, Fiend sent these [Verse 3: Mac] What? I hit the block yelling shell shocked (Shell shocked) From the streets to the motherfucking cell blocks If you with me, cock it back and let them shells pop (Pop) If we gone die then we gone die letting off shots (Shots) Woah there, nigga (Woah) Don't fuck around, don't fuck around with this click 'Cause haters eat dick and shit through them tubes, bitch (Woo) I used to murder, murder back when I was seventeen Got with that Tank now it's all about that mean green (Uh) And I get ya open like the Waffle House That shit get real when I pull that rifle out And kill, kill, Mama Drama told me bust (uh), there ain't nothing to discuss (Uh) So if you won't gone get the fuck (uh), if you ain't riding with us [Verse 4: Skull Duggery] Now everybody wants to play the game (The game) I brings the force like the desert storm Bring the pain like the land bring (Bring!) Motherfuckers must dismiss, when I enter they shit From house to house, to block to block (to block to block, nigga), to the project bricks Every hood, them thuggish soldiers taking over, I told ya It's No Limit bringing the pain (Uh) The other level of the game (The game!) Niggas disrespect, they get dealt with (Dealt with) You be in that pillow in that wooden box, riding that long black dick You feelin' this, nigga, you know one thing is real (Is real) Fucking with No Limit niggas, and top dog skills Niggas gonna get ya (Rah) Drill ya and then ya peel ya (Peel ya) Niggas, you gonna feel this Soldier shit, ya dig it? (Soldier shit, ya dig it?) [Chorus x2] [Verse 5: C-Murder] Nigga, what, what? Make some Rum, I'm about to throw down I ain't no motherfucking homie, but you 'bout to get clowned No Limit soldiers get rowdy, raise the roof like Luke We be some True Tank Doggs, ask my niggas Fiend and Snoop Capital N-O capital L-I-M-I-T Until I D-I-E, and that's no L-I-E So, bitch, get off me before I spit some shit And break your ass off with a .45 and an extra clip They call me C-Murder 'cause I put one in your dome I come through your set and leave you laying at home I hang with killers and dealers, weed smokers and G's No Limit soldiers don't fall off so fuck my enemies [Chorus x2] [Verse 6: Mystikal] If I come from around corner I'mma knock up your head Shouldn't have been fucking with the nigga from enunciation Fucking with the nigga with the fucked up attitude and the bad pronunciation That's why I come across rude, loud and obnoxious Every other word gone be profane Farting and spitting and grabbing my dick Like I ain't got no fucking home training Even if it's 5 o'clock in the morning And the song ain't done, I ain't leaving I'll take all day but when I finish the bitch Have your head hurting and your ears bleeding From having no money barely eating Not going nowhere, rarely leaving To steak and shrimp, every evening Gone all day, busy as a beaver I'm a soldier, told ya, now I'ma show ya Doing it over, I got the end of the M-16 explode You don't wanna, and ain't gonna go to war Shoot to kill, forward march [Chorus to fade]