| At ease, solute, C-MURDER all the motherfuckin' riders out there
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| Representin' its motherfuckin' no limit up
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| Bout it bout it rowdy rowdy
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| Slodiers, Soldiers, Soldiers, Soldiers
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| Huh nigga what I’m a soldier (we soldiers)
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers)
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers)
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| I’m a soldier (I'm a soldier)
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| Huh nigga what I’m a soldier (I'm a soldier)
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| Huh nigga what I’m a soldier (I'm a soldier)
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| Huh nigga what I’m a soldier (I'm a soldier)
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| All I wanna be is a soldier (I'm a soldier)
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| I’m a motherfuckin' No Limit Soldier
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| I’m a No Limit Soldier 'til I’m dead you can’t worry me
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| I represent the tank 'til a bitch nigga bury me
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| TRU on my back initiated in blood
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| Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
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| You could tell I’m a soldier by my army fatigues
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| And you could I’m a killer by the way a nigga bleed
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| Forever TRU I’m gone roll to your motherfuckin' city
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| If I come to a show I’ve got a hundred thugs with me
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| Scream No Limit cuz I’m in it I represent it
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| I never met a tank dawg that didn’t business
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| Nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper
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| Luteinent of a label full of soldiers nigga
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers
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| Nigga nigga nigga mercenary killers street hustlers and dealers
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| Nigga ghetto millionaires captains, colonels, luteinents
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| We packin' G’s niggas stackin' Ki’s niggas M-16 .45 AK’s niggas
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| Follow me dumpin' niggas study humpin' I ain’t Donald Trump
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| But I keep the ghetto niggas and bitches jumpin'
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers
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| Let’s get ready to fuckin' rumble
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| I’m a No Limit soldier nigga that’s who
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| Tank around my neck represent respect nigga
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| Bout it full of fuckin' tattoos
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| Am I ??? |
| its the drugs and bud nigga clique for the common soldier
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| Drug dealers real niggas and thugs
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| Cuz I’m bitch I’m a soldier fool I thought I told ya
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| Ammunition fully loaded camoflauged Range Rover
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| Against all odds Tru niggas don’t fall nigga we ball
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| Nigga army fatigue nigga weed up in my draws
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| You don’t wanna take no poor wreck in my hand holdin' your bag
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| About face salute, you’ve been recruited so throw up your soldier rag
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| Nigga when the tank come through put some pep
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| In yo motherfuckin' step
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| Fuck the rep I’m a soldier toldja that’s til death
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| Womp womp, nigga this Fiend I’m a surviving soldier
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| You could tell by my breed or my feed cuz if I bleed
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| Its a color fatigues see my greed keep me hungry
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| I’m a No Limit spar wanna get it on
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| When your gone blows have the tank up on your lawn
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| Was born to bust out niggas protectin' my people
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| Ain’t no sequel blastin' and rappin' and my fool and I’m lethal
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| They gone understand how to keep us so planned
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| And how the fuck we stay on billboards more than the marbolo man
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| We soldiers
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers
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| And to them fake soldiers below the street lights
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| We watch them die holdin' their riches and they bitches
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| Diggin' up ditches for the snitches in this ghetto
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| Will it happen makin' some white rappin' checkin' out my toes
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| Tell my hoes I never rest 'til they murder my foes
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| When a cop done shot when a cop done dug and I watched
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| Them bullets snatch me lookin' at my camoflauge
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| Makin' sure they didn’t blast me
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| When I die bury me in my camoflauge cuz I’ll be down with
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| My thug motherfuckers other niggas ride 'til its over
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| We gone live and breath soldiers
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| I’m still on more times tryin' pay the bills with ryhmes
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| Criminal thoughts makes my nine in the picture much clearer
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| Its the biggest diva mama cat off the top
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| Open shot on your block and drop the shit your system’s got
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| What no limit soldiers kickin' up dust in your face
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| Rowdy rowdy when we march in the place we face
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| None nigga don’t you ever come fucked up
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| Tryin' stun off flex you get more hoes than a hair net
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| Miss X be the one Tru soldiers call mama
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| Drama regulator lyrical lady alligator
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| Fade ya motherfuckers now whatcha whatcha want do
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| Bitch we comin' through bout to run over you we Tru
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers
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| Steel toed boots camoflauged down with the soldier strut |
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| get out the way niggas duck nigga what
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| Guerilla warfare should of had your ass about there
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| With this impact display rip through backs and still we get some where
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| Oh yea nigga what you gone do step to the tank
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| Have niggas fight on who gone shoot you
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| Big Ed is a captain atain hut sloute carry on as you were
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| Gettin' rowdy with the tank dawg troops
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| When the tank roll up its like ten bombs blown up
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| My military comrads don’t give a single solitary fuck
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| Pull the gat off the shelf niggas gone shit on they shelf
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| My warriors want more war mentality drug dealin'
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| Fatality fuck your feelings use my gun for proficent killings
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| P gave the order Kane & Abel is willin'
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| Spittin' ammunition leavin' loved ones missin'
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| Come out this week we pistol whippin' makin' sure you listen
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| WE SOLIDERS
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers
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| UH OH!
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| I’m a buffalo soldier smokin' doja
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| .45 caliber armered pistol when I load I could stop a bull dozer
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| March there with my army I get marched over
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| Before you disrepect me you better serve a hundred octobers in Angola
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| (Hoo) Who as you were bitch stay still lay low
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| You better fuckin' knock a hole in your A-O
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| I’m marchin' with my AK one two three
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| Ya’ll niggas wanna be like us but it ain’t gone be
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| Huh nigga what we soldiers |