[Master P]
Soulja Slim (What`s happ`n big round)
I`m on my way out that Yole I`m gonna meat ya in that Nolia (Umm huhn)
But I`m brangin` my homies from the East Coast wit us (It`s cool)
If it`s any problems we got some straight head bustas ya heard me
(Ya know, ya know, ya know) Check it out
[Chorus 2X: Krazy]
My click you don`t want beef wit (beef wit)
My heat, niggas I sleep wit (sleep wit)
Tank Dogg, niggas I creep wit (creep wit)
These niggas head bustas
Fuck the feds they can`t touch us
[Slay Sean]
Cars, bracelets, chains we coppin` it all
Desperados, you can call Flames, Afficial`s my dawgs
Ride Jordans, 23`s on the truck, screened up
Smokin` sticky green, welcome aboard, beam up
I`m from Rockaway I used to sit in spots all day
Gettin` money, it`s funny I`m still the same way
Hit chickens take 2 at a time, still pimpin`
I`m paralyzed when it comes to these hoes, no feelin`s
push cars wit drop ceilin`, our money is long
No limit is the family yall, the army is strong
Once P gives the O-K I`m droppin` the bomb
Cockin` the arm, ain`t no way of stompin` this storm
[Afficial]
A look I`m spazzed out
Summertime catch me wit the Jag out
I got beef wit niggas I pull that mac out
A stick up, I dare yall niggas to try
I shoot a round that slow yall niggas down like yield signs
I`ll sell my house & my car before I go broke
Play hard, pop fly, & get bitches to jump rope
Why you talkin` bout them bricks you ain`t sold no coke
I cop a car off the lot, you sendin` car notes
My squad likes to drink, so I buy out the bar
Niggas look hard when we slide thru like credit cards
I get high, smack niggas, & take shit
I went to jail for 5 sticks like Double Mint
[Chorus]
[Afficial (S-Flames)]
The bigger the barrol is it`s harder to swallow
I gotta put you in the creek where the water is shallow
Afficial, game over is the law & the motto
Put it out for the bitches & the niggas a follow
I`m a soldier, it`s different when you dealin` wit me
Chrome wheels it feel like you ridin` on ski`s
Ya feel me nigga
I`ll kidnap & peel you nigga
Now you back to yo crib after I kill you nigga
I real wit it, niggas feel it, what`s the questions about
When niggas minds change up when the weapons is out
We pullin` `em out squeeze it not leavin` you breathin`
If you hatin` I ain`t mad cause I`m given you reasons
[Afficial]
These little niggas ain`t ballin` right
So guess I gotta call the plays out
It ain`t thuggin` on the hook unless it come out Krazy`s mouth
An you know we got `em thinkin` that them boys is ugly
We flip shit up & turn dogs back to puppies
[Master P]
Find me uptown whodi servin` them vicks
I mean millionaire status still runnin` them bricks
Homie, Bentley & Hummers you know we bout dat shit
We from the dirty, dirty boy so we ice the wrist
I mean 20 on chrome just the law of the whips
Find us thuggin` in the projects like blood & crips
I mean ME & MY NIGGAS WE BE HUSTLIN` TO EAT
CAUSE THESE NO LIMIT SOLDIERS WHODI RUNNIN` THESE STREETS
[Silkk the Shocker]
Even though I`m last to speak, look never last to eat
If that`s them, I blast the heat
Slumped inside when I walk past the jeep
You know Silkk does not look havin` that
I tell `em a new nigga in town dawg & I won`t half of that
You can act up, you know what`s the aftermath
We done wit your chick, we finished wit her, you can have her back
You know it`s nothin` bout doubtin` us when ever you see me
Wreck the Bentley next day popped up in a Ashton Martini
Niggas know If I got heat on me, they know that I shot it
I ain`t gotta tell `em that I got money, they know that I got it
Who you know can flip & get rich off of one sell
If they gettin` it, shit is over now nigga like 112
I do shit by myself, so niggas they won`t tell
I gotta couple niggas facin` life sentences
That a kill you while they on bail
The dope game to the rap game switched the game up
From Vyshonne to Silkk The Shocker look switched my name up
[Soulja Slim]
What you think the streets for got about me
Shit I`m the streets & I`m the beat
An if you got 7-5 I`m that quarter of ki
Come & get it, I`m gonna serv ya somethin` proper, uncut
Ain`t No limit over here dawg, excuse me back the fuck up
I smoke camels cause I`m penitentiary, get high of sticky
Ever now & then might sip a little henney
My dawg Chill just got out & got these niggas spooked
Oh scary ass niggas, we don`t do the thangs we used to do
So be cool cause
[Chorus: Krazy]
My click you don`t want beef wit (beef wit)
My heat, niggas I sleep wit (sleep wit)
Tank Dogg, niggas I creep wit (creep wit)
These niggas head bustas
Fuck the feds they can`t touch us
My click you don`t want beef wit
