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No Limit black sheep, played the back seat for
Stayed from the Tanqueray, bitches and blunts
Still Mac nigga, nothin changed
Got the rings and the chains
Now bitches know my whole name
I penetrate em, then I em
I let the next nigga date em, cuz I hate em
I spit voodoo, to the most hard to get
And at the end of the night, I rippin off
You fuckin with the realest, from lyrical
To and dealers and cap peelers, and street guerillas
From to chillers, we made millions
And paid to protect scrilla
So the fuck you talk about winners?
You hear word camouflage when you hear my name
I represent the shocked cuz it's in my veins
(No Limit soldier) is on my left arm, I took it in
your hood up if you a thug
And all them say

Mac]
(Woah!)
You see a soldier on the streets
(Woah!)
You hear soldiers on them beats holler
(Woah!)
time them soldiers speak holler
(Woah!)

[Kane &
your weapons, grab your gats
We sprinkle daily verbs tracks
Hit the chest like heart
When my hammer cock back
And bullet holes in your Bourbons and 'Lacs
The only thing we them hoes is a dick and a smack
Gangstafied Kane & Abel you know the assassin
Blastin and mashin, and head bashin
Razor blade slashin, the blunt passin
For the cash and, it's bout to happen
What you want (?) ugly with 223
Hit em up in 3-d, now it's banned tv
Niggas hated, I sho hated
the weed, cremated
See game, we regulated

[Mr.
Nigga, you me
The that spell everything out? (Nah)
The nigga that'll run your motherfuckin set and bang
your hoe out (Fuck yeah nigga)
The nigga catchin these niggas and beatin em down
Cuz they wearin Tanks, they don't know what the it mean
Nigga, the fuck, that's about punchin your fuckin mouth
The nigga that'll the club up
Nigga, I don't give a fuck if you or slangin
Nigga when I put this Tank up nigga you get as the fuck
But if you think I was gonna this motherfucker without
a line
K-L you done lost motherfuckin mind
Stop the track cuz these niggas don't know about my black
I down the M to the A to the C
the S to the E to the R to the V
Fuckin the T to the A to the N to the K
And when I come through motherfucker and I raise my Tank up
You best some a you coward motherfuckers gon die

[Big
Nigga I claim?
I claim TRU!
I hang with niggas that's killas TRU tatoos
I got my name Big Ed from what I put between
I got my name Assassin from the way I empty out
Wear the No soldier, thuggin at heart
Hittin niggas throw aways when I toss em I break em apart
Niggas get your guns up if you
And when hit the stores, buy the album if you bout it
it

[Snoop
Rowdy gangsta in motherfucker, loco
So I can come and keep it TRU and do what the fuck I

I bust, I keep it TRU from the
Snoop Dogg, the representer Long Beach city
A TRU tank dog, bank y'all in y'all
If y'all try to come close, y'all run this race
I place my self the stack
With my homeboys Mac and sack you fact, we for strap
We got your back, don't even out or trip out
Or dip out, these niggas at me strange
My game to maintain, I let it go, I sell it don't it
Y'all can't it motherfucker, or bail it, for real

X:]
Biggest mama, drama two guns I come
Put for my last son, the camouflaged one
Mac the don, get your shine on cuz it's your
And I'ma get my on and spit like nine
Cocked nine the ghetto diva
Mia X-rated, golden platinum
Face it, when they hear me on the K-L
All them niggas grab head and jump back
Hollin Woah cuz goin down like lips to dick
I'm so tight I you bitches never wanna see the mic
And spit, the matter lesson next to mine
I'm mama superior, you is fearin the
warfare I exhale
Some fake bitches you name is Mel
anybody, hip hop or glock
On TRU I'ma your shop, woah