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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Master P
Master P
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carlos Stephens
Carlos Stephens
Composer
M. Jordan
M. Jordan
Composer
Percy Miller
Percy Miller
Composer
Cornell Perkins
Cornell Perkins
Composer
Darryl Robertson
Darryl Robertson
Composer
Michael Robinson
Michael Robinson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Suga Bear
Suga Bear
Producer
Carlos Stephens
Carlos Stephens
Producer
XL
XL
Producer
Carlos Stephens for C-Los Beats
Carlos Stephens for C-Los Beats
Producer
Myke Diesel
Myke Diesel
Producer
XL for Soulja Productions
XL for Soulja Productions
Producer
Ke'Noe
Ke'Noe
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
I don't know what you've been told (I don't know what you've been told)
But No Limit souljas came to rock and roll (But No Limit souljas came to rock and roll)
Where are all my whodis at? (Where are all my whodis at?)
From the north to the south to the east to the west (From the north to the south to the east to the west)
Thugged out (One, two)
What we 'bout? (Knockin' boots)
Shoutin' out (N-O-L-I-M-I-T)
[Verse 1]
See, I'm a thug, ****, and I was born to die
I hang with drug dealers, that's ready to ride
We got beef, ****, then we ready for war
I can't sleep, ****, till I have my enemies heart
I'm uptown on the blocks with the bricks, baby
Fiends roll up and get fixed, baby
Fifties and dubs for the bic, baby
Smoke weed with my **** but don't trick, baby
Now, if you step to one of my **** then you steppin' to me
I heard you famous, cat, but you don't mean shit to me
I'm out that C-P-3 and I'm a soulja for life
And all my real **** wild out from the left to the right
[Chorus]
I don't know what you've been told (I don't know what you've been told)
But No Limit souljas came to rock and roll (No Limit souljas came to rock and roll)
Where are all my whodis at? (Where are all my whodis at?)
From the north to the south to the east to the west (From the north to the south to the east to the west)
Thugged out (One, two)
What we 'bout? (Knockin' boots)
Shoutin' out (N-O-L-I-M-I-T)
[Verse 2]
Now how the war was won, on blocks in the hood
We got enemies, then it's Glocks we pulled
In God we trust, ****, I ain't got no friends
Soulja-rettes, ****, they love money and bands
You need some work? Meet me in the bricks, ****
You come short? I'ma wet your shirt, ****
It's like Vietnam on the ghetto in these streets
You die how you live, the strong eat the weak
Red and blue rags for the souljas that be bangin'
And warriors on the wall for the souljas left hangin'
Twenty-one gun salute for the souls on the street
And the souljas up in Heaven, may y'all rest in peace
[Chorus]
I don't know what you've been told (I don't know what you've been told)
But No Limit souljas came to rock and roll (But No Limit souljas came to rock and roll)
Where are all my whodis at? (Where are all my whodis at?)
From the north to the south to the east to the west (From the north to the south to the east to the west)
Thugged out (One, two)
What we 'bout? (Knockin' boots)
Shoutin' out (N-O-L-I-M-I-T)
[Bridge]
Them down south souljas, they be ready to ride
And we can take it outside if you ready to ride
Them midwest souljas, they be ready to ride
And we can take it outside if you ready to ride
Them east coast souljas, they ain't ready to ride
And we can take it outside if you ready to ride
Them west coast souljas, they be ready to ride
And we can take it outside if you ready to ride
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Let me tell you punk bitches who you fuckin' with
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
This No Limit army's who you fuckin' with
[Outro]
Wild out, wild out
No Limit is in and y'all out
Wild out, wild out
So y'all haters keep our name out your motherfuckin' mouth
Ride-ride, ****, ride-ride
All the way to the motherfuckin' top of the charts, ya heard me?
DJ, hut one, hut two
Hut one, hut two
Hut one, hut two
DJ, cut the fuckin' lights off 'cause I'm through
Written by: Carlos Stephens, Cornell Perkins, Darryl Robertson, M. Jordan, Michael Robinson, Percy Miller
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