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Kane & Abel – Gangstafied (ft. Mo B. Dick & Master P) (Explicit)
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tru
Performer
C-Murder
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Master P
Composer
Silkk the Shocker
Composer
C-Murder
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
KLC
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
[Verse 2]
So bitch, get your mind right
I thought I told ya
Bitch, get your mind right
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
[Verse 3]
****, I'm busting me LOC's
But I'm hitting them down with jokes
Y'all **** on the rope
Got yo' hoe on the scope
Bitches watching me, jocking me
**** blocking me, cocking me
'Cause I'm the hardest motherfucker
Out here rockin'
I got the game in shades
Got the **** in blaze
I got them hoes on a raid
Because the **** gettin' paid
I got **** from coast
Slanging my dope
Got **** and G's
And rollin' keys to record stores
Get paid with fatals
**** harder than Cato
**** turning the tables
But **** living like potatoes
[Verse 4]
Get chopped up in game
**** runnin' my name
Master P up in chain
Is he dead? He's a man
But I be busting, hustling
**** ain't trusting
I'm a soldier
That's why **** ain't trusting
No bitch or no ****
Ho or no sucka
Fiend or no clucker
But ready to hustle
With boulders
Bigger than yo' shoulders
Running from the rollers
Gone on that doja
'Cause cowards despise
Soldiers we ride
Killers with attitudes
But ready to die
'Cause chickens get plucked
Hoes get fucked
Turkeys get stuck
And **** get cut
Ready for combat
My gat with my hard hat
Strapped with my crew
And my **** and all that
Down for whatever
**** straight rowdy
Ask any motherfucker in America
They'll tell ya, we 'bout it
Soldiers out there TEC
Bustin' don't think
Lose ya' life if you blink
Fucking with them soldiers on the tank 'cause
[Verse 5]
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
[Verse 6]
Let's get ready to rumble
Them **** stumble
Hit 'em with left blows
Fuck it, got death blows
Ready to go to war? Let's go
We killas and realas, drug dealers and killers
Fuck it
No limit soldiers
Close your eyes, now picture me foldin' dollar bills
I stay fuckin' TRU
**** fuck it, **** do ya
**** I come to life and I scare all y'all bustas
Like Freddy Kruger
Gangstafied ****
True to the game ****
Stay fuckin' pullin' triggers
Fuck up all y'all ****
'Cause I'm so fucking T-R-U
Represent, I thought you knew
'Cause killers, killers, killers
All I be around, **** fuckin' fool
About face, this no limit soldier
One to the two to the three
**** I tried to told ya
[Verse 7]
Everybody quiet
While I load up this rifle
Attention
Now all my soldiers start fighting
It's time
To go deep cover
Lethal Weapon like Danny Glover
Smother like jelly
Really
Go deep like Jim Kelly
Fuck it, all y'all bustas open up y'all belly
Think we playing bitch?
Well we ain't
I heard we had drama motherfucker
Put up the Benz and now we drive the tank
'Cause all I want to be was a soldier
All I want to be was a solder, soldier
[Verse 8]
No limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
[Verse 9]
I'm a No Limit motherfucking soldier till I die
We run this place
And I say the same shit
With a gun up in my face
I ain't scared to die
Bitch like I said before, ho
3rd Ward, I'm from that motherfuckin' Calliope
Projects supported worldwide
By drug dealers
Transforming wimpy ass **** into killers
Taking over worldwide
Doin' shows overseas
Bringing bitches to the telly
Put them hoes up on they knees
Gangstafied, like my motherfucking homies Kane and Abel
No Limit, the world's number one fuckin' rap label
Competition get smoked
Like we smokin' blunts
I take a playa hater and knock out his fuckin' fronts
Dope slanga, but now I'm slanging CD's
A million records, platinum
It used to be some quarter keys
TRU tattooed on my back bitch
That's my clique
Ready to hop into some motherfuckin' gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud
'Cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say John Gotti
Real ****, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But if ya talk shit, bitch ya better kill me
Like Skull, I'm a hoodlum for life
I told ya
We be some motherfuckin' No Limit TRU soldiers
[Verse 10]
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
[Verse 11]
Hard times
Got my mind on cock
And massive thoughts be the plot
Top priorities, the family, dope, and royalty
My loyalty, fiends with a gang of TRU ****
No colors, just a bunch of ignorant motherfuckers
Trust my pen is a infared
Hollow tips be my lyrics
Dipped in venom when I send 'em
They split ya head
Wide open
My rhymes so fire, blood
But you can't smoke near one
Don't try to come
Don't even touch the mic
My shit's so tight
It's more correct than right, when I recite
Absolutely
You booty ass hoes and ****
Perpetrate behind water gun triggers
Hurry up and figure out that studio
Gottis, catch hotties to the mouth
Who got the clout
Don't act surprised 'cause it's that bitch from the south
Mia X hoes, you don't want no problems
Get so much respect
Even yo' **** call me "Mama"
The biggest one
To come stompin' out the N.O.
The crescent
Testin', chin checkin'
Wreckin' when I'm flexin' on your whole crew
Who want to go to war with this lyrical arsonist?
Ya talking shit?
I'll have you running for the thesaurus
'Cause I'm walking with the big dogs
Without hesitation
Unladylike as ever
Full of verbal annhilation
Escaping po-po's, chasing
Want to catch me, but they can't
I made them think and now they
Too scared to run up on the tank
No limit, you can start it
But we **** is the hardest
To deal with
Keeps the steel and the plastics to peel with
In reach
So we can touch yo' ass
Anyplace and leave about it
Scarf on your face
We soldiers
[Verse 12]
No limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
We no limit soldiers
I thought I told ya
[Verse 13]
I thought I told ya
TRU ****, wave your guns, show your tattoo
Soldiers for life, ****
Stay true to the giz-zame
Written by: C-Murder, Master P, Silkk the Shocker
