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At ease, solute, C-MURDER all the motherfuckin' riders out there

Representin' its motherfuckin' no limit up

Bout it bout it rowdy rowdy

Slodiers, Soldiers, Soldiers, Soldiers

Huh nigga what I’m a soldier (we soldiers)

Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers)

Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers)

I’m a soldier (I'm a soldier)

Huh nigga what I’m a soldier (I'm a soldier)

Huh nigga what I’m a soldier (I'm a soldier)

Huh nigga what I’m a soldier (I'm a soldier)

All I wanna be is a soldier (I'm a soldier)

I’m a motherfuckin' No Limit Soldier

I’m a No Limit Soldier 'til I’m dead you can’t worry me

I represent the tank 'til a bitch nigga bury me

TRU on my back initiated in blood

Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club

You could tell I’m a soldier by my army fatigues

And you could I’m a killer by the way a nigga bleed

Forever TRU I’m gone roll to your motherfuckin' city

If I come to a show I’ve got a hundred thugs with me

Scream No Limit cuz I’m in it I represent it

I never met a tank dawg that didn’t business

Nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper

Luteinent of a label full of soldiers nigga

Huh nigga what we soldiers

Huh nigga what we soldiers

Nigga nigga nigga mercenary killers street hustlers and dealers

Nigga ghetto millionaires captains, colonels, luteinents

We packin' G’s niggas stackin' Ki’s niggas M-16 .45 AK’s niggas

Follow me dumpin' niggas study humpin' I ain’t Donald Trump

But I keep the ghetto niggas and bitches jumpin'

Huh nigga what we soldiers

Huh nigga what we soldiers

Let’s get ready to fuckin' rumble

I’m a No Limit soldier nigga that’s who

Tank around my neck represent respect nigga

Bout it full of fuckin' tattoos

Am I ??? its the drugs and bud nigga clique for the common soldier

Drug dealers real niggas and thugs

Cuz I’m bitch I’m a soldier fool I thought I told ya

Ammunition fully loaded camoflauged Range Rover

Against all odds Tru niggas don’t fall nigga we ball

Nigga army fatigue nigga weed up in my draws

You don’t wanna take no poor wreck in my hand holdin' your bag

About face salute, you’ve been recruited so throw up your soldier rag

Nigga when the tank come through put some pep

In yo motherfuckin' step

Fuck the rep I’m a soldier toldja that’s til death

Womp womp, nigga this Fiend I’m a surviving soldier

You could tell by my breed or my feed cuz if I bleed

Its a color fatigues see my greed keep me hungry

I’m a No Limit spar wanna get it on

When your gone blows have the tank up on your lawn

Was born to bust out niggas protectin' my people

Ain’t no sequel blastin' and rappin' and my fool and I’m lethal

They gone understand how to keep us so planned

And how the fuck we stay on billboards more than the marbolo man

We soldiers

Huh nigga what we soldiers

Huh nigga what we soldiers

And to them fake soldiers below the street lights

We watch them die holdin' their riches and they bitches

Diggin' up ditches for the snitches in this ghetto

Will it happen makin' some white rappin' checkin' out my toes

Tell my hoes I never rest 'til they murder my foes

When a cop done shot when a cop done dug and I watched

Them bullets snatch me lookin' at my camoflauge

Makin' sure they didn’t blast me

When I die bury me in my camoflauge cuz I’ll be down with

My thug motherfuckers other niggas ride 'til its over

We gone live and breath soldiers

I’m still on more times tryin' pay the bills with ryhmes

Criminal thoughts makes my nine in the picture much clearer

Its the biggest diva mama cat off the top

Open shot on your block and drop the shit your system’s got

What no limit soldiers kickin' up dust in your face

Rowdy rowdy when we march in the place we face

None nigga don’t you ever come fucked up

Tryin' stun off flex you get more hoes than a hair net

Miss X be the one Tru soldiers call mama

Drama regulator lyrical lady alligator

Fade ya motherfuckers now whatcha whatcha want do

Bitch we comin' through bout to run over you we Tru

Huh nigga what we soldiers

Huh nigga what we soldiers

Steel toed boots camoflauged down with the soldier strut

??? get out the way niggas duck nigga what

Guerilla warfare should of had your ass about there

With this impact display rip through backs and still we get some where

Oh yea nigga what you gone do step to the tank

Have niggas fight on who gone shoot you

Big Ed is a captain atain hut sloute carry on as you were

Gettin' rowdy with the tank dawg troops

When the tank roll up its like ten bombs blown up

My military comrads don’t give a single solitary fuck

Pull the gat off the shelf niggas gone shit on they shelf

My warriors want more war mentality drug dealin'

Fatality fuck your feelings use my gun for proficent killings

P gave the order Kane & Abel is willin'

Spittin' ammunition leavin' loved ones missin'

Come out this week we pistol whippin' makin' sure you listen

WE SOLIDERS

Huh nigga what we soldiers

Huh nigga what we soldiers

UH OH!

I’m a buffalo soldier smokin' doja

.45 caliber armered pistol when I load I could stop a bull dozer

March there with my army I get marched over

Before you disrepect me you better serve a hundred octobers in Angola

(Hoo) Who as you were bitch stay still lay low

You better fuckin' knock a hole in your A-O

I’m marchin' with my AK one two three

Ya’ll niggas wanna be like us but it ain’t gone be

Huh nigga what we soldiers