Kill kill kill      [Snoop]   How many killas you got on your mother fuckin pay roll nigga?   Snoop Dogg, C-Murder, and Silkk the Shocker   No limit (biatch)      [C-Murder]   Nigga nigga I'ma rida   Ride with G's   And ship keys over seas by the three's   Keep an eye on my enemies   Snoop and Silkk   In da back of the Lac   With that AK   In da blue tint, with a infer-red   Mother fucker gonna die tonight   That's why I smoke weed, get high tonight   'cause I'ma No Limit soldier   With TRU datted in blood   I went to jail for years, for movin, burnin da drugs   Murda murda, kill kill   If you put me in danger   I aint trippin noo   No limit niggaz no strangers   I'ma tank representer till im history   Making playa hatas into a mother fucking memory   So throw'em up if you a soldier   And Snoop Dogg pass tha mother fucking dolja   I know you mother fucking feel me   C-murder aint gonna die, till a bitch nigga kill me      [Chorus x2]   Kill-kill-kill   Murda-murda-murda   Ain't nut'in personal tru   See it's all about respect   Kill-kill-kill   Murda-murda-murda   Im never got slippin   Keep my heat on the dash      [Snoop]   Now, how many niggaz you know that can fuck around   And die and come back   They get hooked up with the number one rap label   And rap, like that   Shit I can't be duplicated   But I'm highly playa hated   And I been reinstated   And I thank god that I finally made it   Fated many niggas, just to get one back   Remember im that young nigga   That put gangsta rap on the map   Never craps, only five duices   Mix that moet, white star, with them orange juices   I hang out with real niggas   Like Silkk and C-Murder   TRU niggas, do niggas   Like you niggas   Ghetto ass, lower class   Never hesitate to blast   And im so serious about my hustlin   Gots to have my cash   Can you imagin if I was broke   Shit I wouldn't be bustin no raps   Id have my strap, running up in your door   Takin all your dough and your gold and your cars   'cause big snoop Dogg, Aint no mother fucking rap star   See ima gangsta(gangsta) and you a notch(you a notch)   And you a sucka(bitch ass nigga), and I rock   Im draped in my army fatigue   Blowing on green trees   In the navigator, and keep the heat for them playa hatas      [Chorus x2]      [Silkk the Shocker]   Now look at murda, murda, murda   And this kill, kill, kill   This shits real   Stay strapped and capped, to get pealed   And mama always told me   If you aint down to ride with god   Down to die with god   You aint no mother fucking soldier   No limit datted on my back and my stomach   'cause ima mother fucking fool   Uhhh, show me love   'cause when I make music with thugs, I make moves   Well im coming out hard   I was coming out large   Seen this guy named van   I bring the pain   Look everybody coming out stars   See now me, C, and Snoop in da coupe   In da house thinking about loop   I told niggas   Rap shit isnt bad, I blast'em, So I ask'em, I shoot   Just a young nigga bout raising hell and makin mail   If you a trip   I told you I was making this shit on bail (that's cool)   Back up nigga, cant flame that shit like drugs   And see ima nigga, im gonna hang like a nigga   Bang that shit like it was crips and bloods   Now deal weed nigga   Strapped up in my fatigue   Cant hold me down   Don't even trip my nigga Snoop   If you a soldier now   Do what ya think bitch   For this tank bitch   I stay quick and work   And I got No Limit scattered on my fucking forehead   That's why I do so much dirt