Текст песни No Limit Soldiers II (C-Murder) с переводом

Oh yea

It’s Christmas time nigga

Well muthafuckin Merry Christmas and New Years nigga (ha, ha)

Yall didn’t think we was gonna do it again

Hah nigga what

MP be my name

From the ghetto to fame

Got them MAKE 'EM SAY UGHHH (UGHHH)

Got the world screaming my name

From every soldier to soldierette

From every killer to cadet

Playa hatas get wet

TRU niggas march playas step

We No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

We No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

No, No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

We No Limit Soldiers

I’m a muthafucking No Limit Soldier

It’s a mystery (what)

How us young black thugs made history

We be some TRU niggas on the rise

And we gonna ball till we fall

Two shots to my dead niggas on the wall

Captain of a bunch a ghetto millionaires on the rise

And much respect like them muthafucking wise guys

TRU tattooed on my back and arm ho

And represent the south 3rd Ward Calliope

(Fiend)

I dropped on the streets

Like cocked 9's or spray painted stop signs

Niggas gettin knock down

Needles in white lines

Second lines pity crimes

Down to a gun call all from a phone call

I done been through it all

Well you forgot my name Fiend

And I don’t fuck around

And soldiers show that there bowdy rowdy

When I come around

I’m Mr. Womp Womp

The one tighter than some new J’s

Bout getting some to plays

That get me funky for few days

We No, No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

We No Limit Soldiers

(Magic)

Yall remember me I’m the one they call Mr. Magic

Voted least to succeed but I’m back to let cha have it

Now I’m moving on yall can’t stop the tank I’m wit

If you fuck wit me be guaranteed bitch that your head gonna split

AHHHHH shit

Who make yall scream the loudest

Who dought it

That Master P boys get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it

Respect the tank or get your ass rolled over

By this 200 & 20 lb. 9th Ward bulldozer

(Mr. Serv-On)

You bet its me the only one to spell everything out

The nigga to snatch your muthafucking neck

If you ain’t got no muthafucking respect

The soldier that been holding back for years

Cause niggas scared of my motherfucking bite

P done let loosened up the straps, believe me nigga

You ain’t leaving this motherfucker til everybody fight

Even if you don’t want to

I’ma hit you punch you kick you

I’m the rowdiest motherfucker up in this bitch

And I’ll love to get witcha

Fuck you I’m wearing these leather support across my chest

So lower you tens if you don’t respect

You know I’m from the 3rd bitch

You gone be a casualty

Bitch, I’ma soldier

(Mia X)

Roundin up my soldiers, scoopin up my warriors

Mobbin with these No Limit TRU shotcallers, street brawlers

All the nigga don’t fuck around

We ain’t gonna tear your club up

But we gonna shut the bitch down

Lyrically I drown soldier hatas

I’m the lady alligator

Take you shake you and bake you

Split your decision maker

Wake up fire starters coming harder

Than your father’s fist

Like he caught your mamma’s lips around the neighbors dick

It’s the same bitch

Y’all know how Mama Drama Mia X ho’s

You don’t want no problems we soldiers

We No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

We No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

(Big Ed)

I hit you wit the — left, right, left

Then a roundhouse kick

Nigga make some room back up back up

Bout to get right up in this bitch

Big Ed the (Assassin) watch me get my (Blast On)

Then I (Smash On) with my (Mask On)

Full grown wit the brains blown

From my infamous spit

Then I fuck the shit out your old lady with my infamous dick

Get 'em up hit 'em up

My entourage in camouflage

When you hear (Ooh Ooh Oh) get the fuck out of dodge

(Silkk the Shocker)

Mista! N-O-L-I-M-I to the T

Second in command

When I get my demands

The only person that can stop it is P

No tattle tails so many bitches I had to kill

Grabbed my steal soldiers from the heart

No killa boy luck killa in my heart

On the battlefield fuck yall what

Coming through spitting

Coming through hitting

Yall niggas hit the gates

Come through flipping

Picture a nigga

So now I’m coming to get you next

Nigga trained for combat

Bomb on contact we can play fair

Yall been warned sorry ones yall can stay there

You can tell we some soldiers (right, right, right)

You can tell we some soldiers (when I say ahhh)

Everybody starts to fight! Soldiers

We NoLimit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

We NoLimit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

No, No-No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

We NoLimit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

(Mystikal)

Left right left right

Muthafucker I been tight

Running from the breath fire coming from my windpipe

Bullet wounds pistol play muthafucking fist fight

Hiding in the tent with a motherfuckin chim light

There go the tank there come the round

Throwing grenade get on the ground

You might just get up without your head

You looking for trouble and that’s what you found

Take a long time look around tryin to find

These niggas ain’t trying to respect our minds

Shoot us, and stab us, and kick us, and cut us

But can’t fuck with us when we combine

Get you everytime put your foot on the mine

Flyin metal when it highly explode don’t matter how you put it

When you are telling a nigga bout me

Let it be known I’m a motherfucking soldier!

We No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

We No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

No No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

We No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

No No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

We No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

(Bitch get your mind right)

No No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya

(Bitch get your mind right)

We No Limit Soldiers

I thought I told ya