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No Limit black sheep, played the back for months
Stayed away the Tanqueray, bitches and blunts
Still Mac nigga, ain't nothin
Got the rings and the gold
Now bitches wanna my whole name
I em, then I disintegrate em
I let the next nigga date em, cuz I hate em
I spit voodoo, to the hard to get hoes
And at the end of the night, I rippin off
You with the realest, from lyrical spillers
To and dealers and cap peelers, and street guerillas
From villians to chillers, we made
And paid killers to scrilla
So what the you talk about winners?
You hear that 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 it in blood
Throw your hood up if you a
And all niggas say

[Chorus:
(Woah!)
You see a on the streets holler
(Woah!)
You hear them on them beats holler
(Woah!)
Every time them speak holler
(Woah!)

[Kane &
Load your weapons, your gats
We sprinkle verbs over tracks
Hit the chest like heart
When my lyrical hammer back
And leave bullet holes in your Bourbons and
The only thing we them hoes is a dick and a smack
Kane & Abel you know the camouflage assassin
Blastin and mashin, kidnappin and head
Razor blade slashin, the endo passin
For the cash and, woah it's to happen
What you want (?) ugly with 223
Hit em up in 3-d, now it's from tv
Niggas hated, I sho hated
Spark the weed,
See this game, we

[Mr.
Nigga, you me
The nigga spell everything out? (Nah)
The nigga that'll run through your motherfuckin set and
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 fuck it
Nigga, that's the fuck, that's about punchin your mouth
The that'll tear the club up
Nigga, I don't a fuck if you bangin or slangin
Nigga when I put this up nigga you get rowdy as the fuck
But if you think I was gonna leave this motherfucker
spellin a
K-L you done lost your motherfuckin
Stop the track cuz these niggas don't know about my black
I with 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 through motherfucker and I raise my Tank up high
You best some a you coward motherfuckers gon die

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

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

I bust, I keep it TRU from the
Snoop Dogg, the representer from Long city
A TRU tank dog, bank y'all in face
If try to come close, y'all can't run this race
I place my self the stack
my homeboys Mac and sack you fact, we strap 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 it don't tell it
can't touch it motherfucker, or bail it, for real

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