No Limit Studios, whassup? Who dis is? Who dis is?   Nigga, this rappin' 4-Tay, who is this? Oh dis P   P? Yeah dis P, P? Yeah, well if this P, lemme hear ya say uhh!   [Unverified]   This ain't no motherfuckin' P! Man, hang the phone up      Uhh! Na, nah na nah   Make 'em say, uhh   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      Nigga, I'm the colonel of the motherfuckin' tank   Y'all after big thangs, we after big bank   3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in combats   Convicts and dealers, and killers with tru tats      Never gave a fuck 'bout no hoes on our riches   And niggaz come short, I'm diggin' ditches   M.P. pullin' stripes, commander-in-chief   And fools run up wrong, nigga I'm knockin' out some teeth      I'm down here slangin', rollin' with these hustlers   Tryin' to get rid of all you haters and you bustas   Steppin' on cold, break a niggaz nose   In the projects niggaz anything goes   Breakin' fools off 'cause I'm a No Limit soldier at ease   Now salute, this pass me the doja      Make 'em say, uhh   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      Make 'em say, uhh   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      Make 'em say, uhh   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      Fiend exercisin' this right, of exorcism bustin' out the expedition   Bullets choppin' haters business to about the size of prisms our mission   They heard we scary, No Limit mercenary   No tellin' how bad it get, because the worst'll vary      I heard you make 'em worry, that this for the loot   They intimidated by the rounds that the tank shoot   Tank Dogs salute! Every robbery in store   'Cause they know everything Fiend know      Mean mo' money mo' little Fiend still want the greens   The cornbread and the cabbage in your hood   Remindin' you bitches of who the baddest   Definitely the maddest, so the crime gon' stick 'em up   My uhh went twice   (Uhh, uhh)   And ended with nine, get 'em      Make 'em say, uhh   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      Make 'em say, uhh   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      P gon' make ya say uhh, I'ma make you say ow   I'm not Eric B but guaranteed to move this motherfuckin' crowd   I stay on like light switches, money, 'cause I like riches   Hittin' nothin' but tight bitches, call me, I might hit ya      Nigga make 'em say nah-nah-nah, don't trip   After I bust yo' shit, then after that say na, nah, nah, nah   I hang with niggaz, I do my thang with niggaz   (Uhh!)      They wanna know if I gangbang   'Cause I hang with a whole gang of niggaz   So when, we connect bitch better respect this, I step quick   'Cause I got a vicious right hand but ya know what? My left is quick!      Silkk, you the type of nigga that promotes violence?   You might be right 'cause I'll step in the club and say somethin'   To get that motherfucker start to fightin'   (Bout it!)      Bad as vogues, I'm cold, extra see through   [Unverified] PG [unverified] never fuckin' knockin' niggaz   'Cause I make 'em all see 3-D   And P-D's the game that I spit, No Limit Soldiers got my back      I run this motherfucker, TRU niggaz   And I, betcha y'all niggaz ya say, "Bet!"      Make 'em say, uhh   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      Make 'em say, uhh   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      We capitalize and monopolize on everything   We see keep pistols drawed and cocked   We got the industry locked, we can't be stopped, too hot   Check the spots that we got on Billboard      This Tank can set up roadblocks, we fadin' all you hoes   Want some mo? Then let's go, stretch you out like elastic   Zip that ass up in plastic, have ya folks pickin' caskets   We drastic, our tactics is homegrown in the ghetto      So feel the wrath of this sista, it's like you fightin' 10 niggaz   Forget the baby boys, it's the biggest mamma Mia   The Unlady Like diva, lyrical man eater   Believe her or see her, and get that ass embarrassed      If you're a decision maker, guaranteed you'll get carried away   So stay in yo' place, when ya hear mamma speakin'   Cannon spray, clear the way, when ya see The Tank creepin'      Make 'em say, uhh   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      Make 'em say, uhh   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      Hi, I'm that nigga that rap and stick-up Joe   When they won't know how to do it   You could be the little bitty skinny motherfucker   With the braids in his hair usin' limos and choppers too      I done paid my dues, but still played the blues   Nigga play me like you was scared to lose   I'm still a fool, you ain't heard the news   I was a No Limit nigga, makin' major moves      I won't stop now, bitch, I can't stop   You can't stop me, so bitch don't try   We, we tru soldiers, we don't die   We keep rollin', na, nah, nah, nah, nah      All aboard, bitch it's like a choir inside   The group goin' hallelujah   Niggaz goin' to war, got to fightin' and shootin' inside rumors   Bitches be sayin' he there, we there, beware!      C there, Silkk there, Fiend there, Mamma there, P there   Ain't no salary cap, on top of my dollars   I roll with nothin', but them No Limit riders   I gets down nigga, I hold my tank up high   Watch how many bitches get wild, na, nah, na, nah      Make 'em say, uhh!   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      Make 'em say, uhh!   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)      Make 'em say, uhh!   (Uhh!)   Na, nah, na, nah   (Na, nah, na, nah)   ...