master p
you in the ghetto and you ain’t got no hustlin skills
get down and give me ten private
where y’all at where y’all at where y’all at where y’all at
master p army drill style
i don’t know what you’ve been told
i don’t know what you’ve been told
but no limit soldiers came to rock’n’roll
but no limit soldiers came to rock’n’roll
where are all my whodis at
where are all my whodis at
from the north to the south to the east to the west
from the north to the south to the east to the west
thugged out one two what we bout knockin boots
shoutin it out n o l i mit
master p
unnnnnnnnnghhhhhhh
see i’m a thug nigga and i was born to die
i hang with drug dealers that’s ready to ride
we got beef nigga then we ready for war
i can’t sleep nigga til i have my enemies heart
i’m uptown on the blocks with the bricks babayyy
fiends roll up and get fixed babayyy
fifties and doves or the bic babayyy
smoke weed with my nigga but don’t trick babayyy
now if you step to one of my niggas then you steppin to me
i heard you famous cat but you don’t mean shit to me
i’m out that cp and i’m a soulja for life
and all my real niggas wild out from left to the right
master p
what what now how the war was won huh on blocks in the hood
huh we got enemies what then it’s glocks we pulled
in god we trust nigga i ain’t got no friends ya heard
souljarettes they love money and ends
you need some work meet me in the bricks nigga
you come short i’ma wet your shirt nigga
it’s like vietnam on the ghetto in these streets
you die how you live the strong eat the weak
red and blue rags for the souljas that be bangin
and warriors on the wall for the souljas left hangin
twentyone gun salute for the souls on the street
and the souljas up in heaven may you all rest in peace ya heard me
unnnnnngggggh
master p
them down south souljas they be ready to ride
and we can take it outside if you ready to ride
them midwest souljas they be ready to ride
and we can take it outside if you ready to ride
them east coast souljas they ain’t ready to ride
and we can take it outside if you ready to ride
them west coast souljas they be ready to ride
and we can take it outside if you ready to ride
don’t start no shit it won’t be no shit
let me tell you punk bitches who you fuckin wit
don’t start no shit it won’t be no shit
this no limit army’s who you fuckin wit
wild out wild out no limit is in and y’all out
wild out wild out so y’all haters keep our name
out y’all motherfuckin mouth hahah you heard me
ride ride niggas ride ride lah lah
all the way to the motherfuckin top of the charts ya heard me
dj’s hut one hut two hut one hut two
hut one hut two
dj cut the fuckin lights off cause i’m through
Artist: Master P
Year: 2000
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 282