LYRICS
作词 : Master P, Mystikal, Shocker
Yo locs mother****ing ass, I know you done whipped up this muthaphukkin shit, but
We gonna break these ****ers off. But, uh I need to go out and handle my
Business with some of these ****ers, cause uh ****ers out here are rappin, or
Should I say yappin. They don't realize that, ****ers this is real life. This
Reality. You know what I'm sayin? ****ers when you say somethin about a
Bitch, you got to be ready to die for that shit. You know what I'm sayin? I
Mean its like uh, ****ers out here wanna be me. Heh. ****ers know the real
From the fake man. I smell a mutha****ing jealousy everywhere I go. ****ers
Is wearin it. But uh, we bout to handle this mutha****ing shit. We gonna
Set the mother****ing record straight. UGGGH.
There they go
There they go
There they go
UGGGHHH!
Pass me them thangs
Lets Get Em!
3 x
I get swoll like a boulder
****ers I'm a soldier
Yall runnin from the rollers
I slang tapes like crack
My rhymes so pure you hit it with 2,7
8 come back
And the game wont change cause I'm the nigga man
But why y'all ****ers still runnin all off at the mouth man
TRU niggas don't talk shit
We in the game stackin Gs
Yall mother****ers still tryna get me
With playas and hustlas
But chall cant make no money
Cause yall mother****ers BUSTAS!
Hahm Bra
The game wont change
Yall mother****ers mad cause Master P got some change
Seen a nigga in the ghetto slangin drugs
Now yall buyin my shit out the record store
And yo baby momma lovin me
And everytime you turn on the TV
I feel ya muggin me
But I cant be stopped
Cause real TRU mother****ers make their money from slangin rocks
Heh yall niggas slangin bunk rhymes
Thats why Im in the game, and I got mine
And yall Jewish brothas hollerin that black shit
Quick to sell a mother****er to the white folks
For 15%
That aint enough money to pay my mother****ing rent
I made a movie niggas think Im slangin coke a lees
Nobody questions Bill when hes smokin weed
And Pac and Biggie taught me a lesson
What?
Never leave without your Smith N Wesson.
Nigga you went from the man that go AHHH
And the man that go UGGH
I ought to be proof up your ass that there just aint no limit to the shit
we been doin
Only way to keep you from sayin my name is to put my dick in your mouth
I piss on your porch, shit in your house
Somebody said that you were talkin about me
I heard that
I could **** you up with words but you dont deserve that
Go ahead rhymes rest your ****ing barber, but hurry back
I took a brain outta my own head
Whip yo ass with one of my platts
You mad cause Im bringin home big ol shows my niggas with no tax
Jumpin cause we got a bigger fan bases and gold plats
Unfortunately a couple of things that in this industry that niggas dont
understand
90 percent of this shit is your business
10 percent of this shit is your timing
Slangin tapes across the whole planet
Mystikal, Master P, Silkk tha Shocker
We gonna keep this shit jammin
Above the standard
No Limit on the charts slammin
Niggas wit what we planned
Well gonna leave you dead where you standin
Aint that fool yall
Whenever we have to ****ing talk
We be silent
Or should I say real silent
Real niggas they speak with violent
Thats why I play a mother****er like hockey
They mad cause they ho jock me
They cant stop me
So their result is to ****ing copy
I say P where they at?
There they go
I spot em I got em
Got EM!
Probably man thinks they on the ****ing top they on the bottom
See uh, you run your mouth
****ers, Ill be like ****in' what!
What
Tryna talk some shit about em, they wanna be just like us!
They talk about one
They talk about all of ****ing us
****ing white roll real killas dealas who dont give a ****!
See Im on some evil murderous devil shit
Got some niggas over they head they couldnt get off
I was the devilest
So what you sayin, ****er?
I roll with niggas with big triggers
Million dolla shit niggas with big figures
Tru niggas
Yall can tell, we soldiers off the back
We dont **** around we stay strapped
****ers up talkin bout you know where we at
Wherever, whenever, however it goes
I wash your mouth out with soap
Rush to you outside know what Im sayin
No nigga no!
Here we go
All yall fake ass niggas. ****in' gonna get you. Cause you know what? A
real TRU nigga, when he go to jail, he never rat on his potna. He get
caught by the police TRU niggas dont talk. Whenever TRU nigga falled off
in the street, he hustles. Cause TRU niggas know how to pop back up. They
dont need to use other niggas names. Another nigga's mother****ing game. A
TRU nigga is a mother****ing man. Gotta stand on his own shit. All yall
fake niggas, yall eventually gonna fade with the mother****ing wind. Until
then ****er we bout it bout it n rowdy rowdy niggas. No Limit for life.
T-R-U niggas. And when I say T-R-U, I mean the whole No Limit family. The
mutha****in group TRU, Master P, Cmurder, and Silkk mother****in Family.
Remember that.