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No Limit black sheep, played the back seat for
Stayed away from the Tanqueray, bitches and
Still Mac nigga, ain't changed
Got the rings and the chains
Now bitches wanna my whole name
I penetrate em, I disintegrate em
I let the next nigga em, cuz I don't hate em
I spit voodoo, to the most hard to get
And at the end of the night, I rippin off
You fuckin with the realest, from spillers
To killers and and cap peelers, and street guerillas
From villians to chillers, we made
And paid killers to scrilla
So what the fuck you talk winners?
You that word camouflage when you hear my name
I represent the shell cuz it's in my veins
(No Limit soldier) is on my left arm, I it in blood
Throw your up if you a thug
And all niggas say

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

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

[Mr.
Nigga, you me
The nigga that spell everything (Nah)
The nigga that'll run your motherfuckin set and bang
hoe motherfuckin out (Fuck yeah nigga)
The nigga catchin these niggas and beatin em down
Cuz they Tanks, they don't know what the fuck it mean
Nigga, that's the fuck, that's about your fuckin mouth
The nigga tear the club up
Nigga, I don't give a if you bangin or slangin
Nigga when I put this Tank up nigga you get as the fuck
But if you think I was leave this motherfucker without
spellin a
K-L you done lost your mind
Stop the track cuz these niggas don't about my click black
I down 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 I come through motherfucker and I raise my Tank up high
You best believe a you coward motherfuckers gon die

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

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

I bust, I it TRU from the 'ginnin
Snoop Dogg, the representer from Long Beach
A TRU tank dog, bank in y'all face
If y'all try to come close, y'all can't run this
I my self above the stack
With my homeboys Mac and you fact, we strap for strap
We got your back, don't flip out or trip out
Or dip out, these lookin at me strange
My game to maintain, I let it go, I sell it don't it
can't touch it motherfucker, or bail it, for real

X:]
Biggest mama, drama two guns I come
Put for my last son, the camouflaged one
Mac the don, get shine on cuz it's your time
And I'ma get my rhyme on and like nine
Cocked nine millimeters the ghetto
Mia X-rated, golden plated
it, when they hear me on the K-L track
All them grab they head and jump back
Woah cuz it's goin down like lips to dick
I'm so tight I make you bitches never see the mic
And spit, the matter rhymes next to mine
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 your shop, woah