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Tru - No Limit Army lyrics
featuring Mac Pheno Chorus: Master P (repeat 4X) No Limit is the army and we the soilders It's an uptown thing boy I thought I told ya Verse 1: These converse is for battle and we staight soilders Big Boyz is knocking teeth out cause we rollers This game got me wicked I don't play Niggaz got funk on the other side and we spray We drive through the 3rd Ward Calliope Projects and drove through the other side niggas get straight checked See I'm a killer I only ride with G's and I used to be a hot boy but now I slang CD's Am I right? Am I wrong? Tryin to protect my life when these killers want me they gonna catch me one night I don't play, yo we spray, the game is delayed Get up it ain't over yet nigga, get over there Chorus x4 Verse 2: (Mac) They call me camoflague the everlasting assassin three niggas gonna hear me flow and they bitches fiendin for my passion World War thats what I would die for, my environment is hostile You don't want beef with me cause I come through with those deadly apostles Tell me something have you ever seen the eyes of a tiger A cold blooded motherfucker who just murder for hire Represent my turf, til my opposite of birth Bless my posse with a shirt Hope it don't make a turn for the worst. and got them niggaz on GT that would die for me and some niggaz in the ??? that would ride for me. My little brother Ghost catch him at school he a straight student But at night he masked up, ready to tear that ass up Chorus x4 Verse 3: Pheno This for my niggaz in the block tryin to get on their feet this for them jackers and them killers makin moves on the streets for my ill ass niggaz my trill ass niggaz my upstate niggaz quick to kill ass niggaz my real niggaz surviving in this game since lil' niggaz roadies and rovers on 20 inch niggaz tank niggaz packing for us to the bank niggaz we stank niggaz I'll you gotta do is bunt niggaz Chorus x4 Verse 4: (C-Murder) I'm from the Calliope nigga thats the home of the killers Ask Falloy and Wing about them 3rd Ward niggaz Leroy - he'll stick you for that plastic toy. Little Jimmie and LoLo will hit for your mo mo Soilders for life so you better think twice cause uptown soilders aint nothing nice. For real nigga, you might get killed, so chill or your people gonna be reading your will, bitch (Silkk the Shocker) You can tell by the look in my eye I'm a soilder till the day that I die Fuck 'em we keep it locked all that heat we got we keep that shit hot Nigga either creep with a block or either sleep in the rocks Some niggaz say watch your back cause these niggaz in the hood is phony My shit's for life CPT tattooed the fucking hood on me Made Man you don't want to start with us 3 niggaz in the car stuck do yall really wanna go to war with us? Chorus till fade |
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