No Limit Soldiers - Tru.mp3

[00:00.00] 作曲 : Master P/Silkk the Shocker/C-Murder
[00:00.00]Whazzup with all y'all tru mother****ers
[00:01.99]Uuhhh, at ease!
[00:03.24]And truettes
[00:04.99]Rest of my soldiers out there, kevin miller
[00:07.49]This ya mother****ing colonel
[00:09.19]Rest in peace tupac
[00:10.89]Of the mother****ing team
[00:12.74]And all y'all up there soldiers
[00:14.34]Whazzup big boz, mother****er!
[00:15.94]Master p
[00:17.39]I got c-murder with me
[00:18.99]T-scot
[00:20.19]L.d.
[00:21.09]Silkk the shocker
[00:22.59]Big mo
[00:23.79]Gangsta t
[00:24.99]And you know what?
[00:26.39]Big man
[00:27.24]We no limit soldiers -- i thought i told ya (repeat 6x)
[00:30.29]Mr. serv on
[00:31.94]Mia x
[00:33.14]Klc
[00:34.34]Mo b. ****er
[00:35.64]Craig b
[00:36.79]Hope ****ers
[00:37.99]So ****ers get ya mind right -- i thought i told ya (repeat 2x
[00:40.94]Kane and abel
[00:42.29]Skull duggery
[00:43.74]We no limit soldiers -- i thought i told ya (repeat 2x)
[00:46.64]T-r-u
[00:48.24]All y'all mother****in tru soldier
[00:49.79]Verse one: master p
[00:50.94]Bitch, i'm bustin me locs, but i'm hittin em down with joke
[00:54.19]Y'all ****ers on the rope, got your hoe on da scop
[00:57.44]****ing watching me, jockin me, ****ers blockin me, ****in m
[01:00.74]Cause i'm the hardest mother****er, out here rocki
[01:03.99]I got the game in shades, got the ****ers in blade
[01:07.44]I got them hoes on a raid, because the ****er gettin pai
[01:10.84]I've got, ****ers from coast, slangin my shi
[01:14.29]Got ****ers and g's, and rollin keys keys to record sto'
[01:17.74]Get paid wit fatals, ****ers harder than cat
[01:21.04]****ers turnin the tables, but ****ers livin like potatoe
[01:24.49]Get chopped up in game, ****ers runnin my nam
[01:27.84]Master p up in chain, is he dead he's a man
[01:31.29]But i be bustin, hustlin, mother****ers ain't trustin
[01:34.69]I'm a soldier, that's why mother****ers ain't trustin
[01:38.09]No bitches or no bastards, hoe or no sucka
[01:41.44]Fiend or no clucker, but ready to hustle
[01:44.89]With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders
[01:48.24]Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
[01:51.59]Cause cowards despise, soldiers we ride
[01:54.99]Killers with attitudes, but ready to die
[01:58.34]Cause chickens get plucked, hoes get ****ed
[02:01.74]Turkeys get stuck, and mother****ers get cuffed
[02:05.09]Ready for combat, my gat with my hard hat
[02:08.54]Strapped with my crew and my mother****ers and all that
[02:11.99]Down for whatever, mother****ers straight rowdy
[02:15.39]Ask any mother****er in america they'll tell ya, we bout it
[02:18.79]Soldiers out there tech, bustin don't think
[02:22.09]Lose ya life if you blink
[02:24.39]****ing with them soldiers on the tank, cause
[02:26.54]Chorus: master p
[02:27.39]We no limit soldiers -- i thought i told ya (repeat 8x)
[02:30.34]Verse two: silkk the shocker
[02:30.94]Let's get ready to rumble, them mother****ers stumble
[02:34.34]Hit em with left blows
[02:36.49]Mother****er it got death blows
[02:38.59]Ready to got to war?　let's go!
[02:41.29]We killas and realas, drug dealers and killers, mother****er it
[02:44.89]No limit soldiers, close your eyes
[02:47.34]Now picture me foldin dollar bills
[02:49.79]I stay ****ing tru, mother****er mother****er it, mother****ers do ya
[02:53.64]Mother****er i come to life and i scare all y'all bustas like freddy kruger
[02:57.69]Gangstafied mother****ers, true to the game mother****er
[03:01.19]Stay ****ing pullin triggas, mother****ing up all y'all mother****ers
[03:04.99]Cause i'm so ****ing t-r-u, representin i thought you knew
[03:08.49]Cause killas killas killas
[03:10.99]That's all i be around, mother****ers mother****ing fool
[03:14.39]About face, this no limit soldier
[03:17.39]One to the two to the three (hah hah)
[03:20.19]Mother****er i tried to told ya
[03:22.44]Everybody quiet.... while i load up this rifle (attention!)
[03:27.79]Now all my soldiers start fightin
[03:29.89]It's time -- to go deep cover
[03:32.99]Get to whoopin like danny glover, smother like jelly
[03:36.59]Really, go deep like jim kelly
[03:39.69]Mother****er it, all y'all bustas open up y'all belly
[03:43.29]Think we playin mother****ers, well we ain't
[03:46.39]I heard we had drama mother****ers
[03:49.69]Put up the benz and now we drive the tank
[03:52.99]Cause all i want to be was a soldier
[03:56.34]All i want to be was a soldier, soldier
[03:58.74]Chorus 1/2
[03:59.49]Verse three: c-murder
[04:00.29]I'm a no limit mother****ing soldier till i die
[04:03.59]We run this place, and i say the same mother****ing shit, with a gun up in my face
[04:07.79]I ain't scared to die, mother****er like i said before, hoe
[04:11.44]3rd ward, i'm from that mother****ing calliope
[04:14.89]Projects supported worldwide by drug dealers
[04:18.24]Transformin wimpy ass mother****ers into killers
[04:21.64]Taking over, worldwide, doin shows oversea
[04:25.04]Bringing bitches to the telly, put them hoes upon they knees
[04:28.44]Gangstafied, like my mother****ing homies kane and abel
[04:32.04]No limit, the world's number one mother****ing rap label (worldwide)
[04:36.04]Competition get smoked like we smokin blunts
[04:39.39]I take a playa hata and knock out his ****in front
[04:42.79]**** slanga, now i'm slangin cd's
[04:46.14]A million records (platinum), it used to be some quarter keys
[04:49.64]Tru tattooed on my back mother****er thats my click
[04:53.04]Ready to hop into some mother****ing gangsta shit
[04:56.44]I say no limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
[04:59.84]Organized by p or should i say, john gotti
[05:03.19]Real mother****ers, put ya guns up if ya feel me
[05:06.64]But if ya talk shit, **** you betta kill me
[05:09.99]Like skull i'm a hoodlum 4 life, i told ya
[05:13.34]We be some mother****ing no limit tru soldiers
[05:15.99]Chorus 1/2
[05:16.89]Verse four: mia x
[05:17.59]Hard times got my mind on mother****ers, and massive thoughts be the plot
[05:21.49]Top priorities the family mother****ers and royalty
[05:24.99]My loyalty, fiends with a gang of true mother****ers
[05:28.49]No colors, just a bunch of ignorant mother****ers
[05:31.99]Trust my pen is an infa-red
[05:35.34]Hollow-tips be my lyrics dipped in venom when i send em
[05:38.79]They split ya head (pssssh) wide open
[05:42.19]My rhymes on fire blood, but you can't smoke ne'er a one
[05:45.69]Don't try to come, don't even touch the mic
[05:48.99]My shit so tight, it's more correct than
[05:51.59]right, when i recite
[05:52.99]Absolutely, you booty-ass hoes and mother****ers
[05:56.44]Perpetratin behind water gun triggers
[05:59.89]Hurry up and figure out that studio gotti's catch hotties to the mouth
[06:03.74]Who got that clout, don't act surprised cause it's that mother****er from the south
[06:07.49]Mia x hoes, you don't want no problems
[06:10.69]Get so much respect, even yo' mother****ers call me momma, the biggest one
[06:14.89]To come stompin out the n.o., the crescent
[06:18.29]Testin, chin-checkin, wreckin when i'm flexin on your whole crew
[06:21.84]Who wants to go to war with this lyrical arsenist
[06:25.29]Ya talkin shit, i'll having ya runnin for the thesaurus, cause i'm walkin wit
[06:29.69]The big dogs without hesitation, unlady like as ever
[06:33.29]Full of, verbal annhilation
[06:36.69]Escaping, po-po's chasin, want ta catch me but they cain't
[06:40.19]I made em think, and now they too scared to run up on the tank
[06:43.79]No limit, you can start it, but we mother****ers is the hardest
[06:47.49]To deal wit, keeps the steel, and the plastics to peel wit
[06:51.04]In reach, so we can touch yo' ass
[06:54.49]And leave a bout it scarf on ya face, we soldiers
[06:57.44]Chorus 3/4
[06:58.29]I thought i told ya
[07:00.64]Tru mother****ers wave ya guns, show ya tattoos
[07:03.94]Soldiers foe life mother****er
[07:06.94]Jumpin off the tank
[07:09.64]Stay true to the gizame