Charge It 2 Da Game

[master p]
Silkk the shocker after completing your duties
On this charge it to the game
You're now ranked the highest soldier in the no limit army

[silkk]
Master p the colonel, lieutenant, wise, big v, hope
Prime suspect, c-murder, mac, fiend, mia, serv, craig b
Klc, mo.b, and i'm silkk the shocker

[master p]
Fuckin seven stars, ya heard me
Ain't nobody touching you, soldiers
It's time for you to lead the pack

(kane and abel, mystikal, gambino's, tscott)

[silkk]
Give me some mutherfuckin room as i kick open this door, ahhhhhh!

(see a nigga been waiting on this shit)

[silkk]
Well i'm here now, so you ain't got to wait no fucking more
Cause i've been running this bitch from new orleans, to korea
Ask you ass like veya,cause i want a million like aaliyah
Nigga, i got nothing but six triggas, rollin wit six niggas
Six triggas, run a check on you with six digits
Nigga what you mean. i be quick nigga
Everybody got a heart from the smaller ones, to a big nigga
And ya'll know i don't play, not go on, and i don't stay
See, you know i'm bout g's
Look, cut the blunt open,and lace it wit weed
Cause tonight's the fuckin night
When i get down and fuckin dirty to earn me some stripes
At first it's going to be kinda hard to shallow

Masterp: uhhhhhh

[silkk]
Cause i lay this one down right
For the north, east, south, west
Stay on the line so you can follow
I'm going to bring the ruckus
Going to take my no limit chain off
But not unless i'm in the bed
And it get to hot while i'm fucking

Masterp:uhhhhhhhh

[silkk]
Discussed ya'll can't touch us, ya'll some busters
If ya'll looking for us, we ani't hard to find
You know were we at bitch
Now what bitch

Masterp: soldier

Chourus:2x
Silk: who i be
A no limit nigga
Silk: what i see
How we grow bigger
Silk: what a set
The tank around my neck
Silk: and what that represent
That represent respect

Masterp:huh respect

[silkk]
A million tru niggas walking wit gats
We soldier i told ya, and thats that
Ahhhhhhh.
Empty bullets arouse from my shells
For every bullet that drop it's a story to tell (damn)
Gotta make sure he ain't breathing no more
He done crossed the fucking deli, time to even the score
See i'm bout to mention a hungry rockweller (uhhhhhhh)
Entourage full of empoller, we riding dope wit top dollars.
If i ain't the toughest then show me who is?
Tell me where he live, and i guarantee
I'll shoot the shit he did, and more
This tru blood is running through my veins
I'll seeing this high life has got me addicted to fast life and pain
But what left the game not the vain
Born to be forever rapping or in the dope game
See i done been places, and i done seen things
My whole dream is to be a kingpin, and try to sling 'caine
But see i run through like a track meet
Run dope through this whole street
Ask p, ask p, tax free on these backstreets
(ain't that shit illegal?) i hope they caught
Cause murder, homicde, drivebys
And drug deals where blood spil
My glock will tell you (oh yeah silkk that's real)
I'm a soldier

Chourus:4x

Silk: who i be?
Masterp: what? who i be.
Silk: who i be?
A no limit nigga

Silk: who i be?
Masterp: what?
Silk: who i be ?
A no limit nigga

Silk: who i be?
Masterp: a no limit nigga
Silk: who i be?
A no limit nigga

Silk: who i be?
Masterp: a no limit nigga
Silk: who i be?
A no limit nigga!

Oh yeah,
Don't think we making ends
We down to get our feet dirty

Do you wanna dance
Do you wanna dance
Do you wanna dance (nigga)

I told you niggaz (gunshots)
The money don't make the man
The man makes the green
See me 'n p 'n c nigga
We servin' all these fiends
Creamin, till our dreamin nigga
Millions of tops
I want the plot
The whole world, nigga
I want all my own spot
Yachts
Till i get it, get it
Get it how i live
I'ma thug
One of them blood, nigga
I do it how i feel
Ain't no such thing as niggaz bein' halfway shook
I'ma mothafuckin' killa i hang wit' convicts and crooks (ha ha)
Nigga what?
You don't wanna, go to war with us
Top down, on your block, nigga, fuck it
(now nigga what???)
I hate to see you niggaz want to ride with us
Down dirty 'bout my skrilla and born killa (nigga what, i means)
See you niggaz, be all about y'all green
I gotta gets my mad mail on, nigga what (cha-ching)
Beamin', fuck 'em, i stay leanin' in the lex
Me 'n master p 'n c-murder off in texas
Fuck 'em, if them niggaz can't take a mothafuckin' joke
I'ma (mother) convict bitch, i run wit' killaz that cut yo' throat
All about my, green, nigga
All about my, paper
On top, when we stop, till, i'ma call shots of a skyscraper
See i don't gangbang, get my bang on, so bring it on bitch, i'm trife
Type of nigga that'll pull a plug on yo' life, ya better hang on
All them hoes wanna ride with some real niggaz 'n thugz
Fuckin' bitches love the niggaz, but we love to get our drugs
See i stay tight, usually riding late-night
Don't trip. nigga, i'm deadly like a snake bite (hiss)
Fake ass save-mart
With yo' mothafuckin' fake ass heart
Nigga i'm known to get it rowdy, ahh!!!!
Oh yeah, that's my trademark
No-limit soldiers
I ride with the killaz
I'ma thug nigga, get above you gon' feel us (ha ha)
I told ya the man make the money
The money don't make the man
You could do what you want to, what you wanna do? (gunshots)
Let's dance
Man go make the money
The money don't make the man
Nigga, we can do it how you want to, what you wanna do? (gunshots)
We can dance
Lookin' there, he got my money, so go ahead and drop it like a dime
And if you see me on the block, you better go and stop, like a sign
Now see, i'm always doin' silly things, nigga really things
See when i rap, its like a showdown, i use my whole nine's and gillitines
Holla at me bitch
I'm 'bout that money and the power bitch
Sour shit nigga drug deal, i kill all them cowards bitch
Now i make no mistakes, no, shit, i'm about makin' some dough
I'ma thug and bitch i don't love 'em
If i don't like 'em, i shake them hoes
Nigga don't talk shit, brag
I sag like some tities
Now i don't let shit pass nigga, i peel you ass like a hickey (kiss, gunshots)
I blast cause i'm fast, fast like a quickie
I'ma blast, but first i'ma ask, if you with me
Now all my real niggaz, look, show me some love
And you know, i'm gonna get high, like a daze, show me the bud
Survive in any city, look just me the thugs
But if it gets outta hand, look p, just throw me some slugs
Pistols nigga shit, and a half a kit
Uptown 3rd ward, get that shit, and a half a day
Now i'm a hustla, should i say, a down south hustla
(?) to them niggaz that fake, or should i say, niggaz that bustas
Nigga need to retire, before i get they mouth full of wires
Should i damn near start a riot, shit you know, we on fire
See, what you meanin' nigga, 'bout, no bitches 'n blunts
Nigga i ride the day with olds, nigga, with six in the front
Bitch trip, shit nigga, you catchin' a slug
Ak's to yo' mothafuckin' grill, i hold a grudge (gunshot)
I wanna dance, nigga, let's dance
Now if y'all wanna take a chance, nigga, then charge it to tha game
See the man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do? (gunshots)
Nigga dance
The man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do? (gunshots)
We can dance
If you real, shit
I'm livin' the same as you
Nigga, no limit soldier, bitch, what i claim, is tru
I'm rowdy bitch, get on some rowdy shit (ah!!)
Look down south, east to the west, shit, nigga, everybody 'bout it bitch
Don't worry 'bout me, i'm like a (?)
I hold my own like a pit, but if i'm trippin
Better miss, like to laugh a the game took a shot and you and didn't fuckin' hit it
Nigga i can't stop now, look like a nigga can't stop hoes
I'll let y'all get a chance to drop, nigga i'm about to drop mine, now look, the shop is closed
Nigga every verse on, i'm sayin' on the planet, everything i work on
You wanna know why i'm worth mills, on the real, look at the rhymes of the first song
See y'all niggaz ain't ready (ready)
I hold my trigga finga steady (steady)
Nigga i'm hard to grip like spaghetti
I chop yo' ass like confetti
I bet it, look nigga, don't think the money'll change me
I'll fuckin' hang yo' ass like a hanga
But i ain't no gangbanga
Stop ass standin'
Y'all had chances, now what?
Percey you know who the man is
One less person that's standin'
Man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do? (y'all wanna dance, gunshots)
We could dance
Man make the money
The money don't make the man
We could do what you want to, what you want do? (gunshots)
We could dance
Oklahoma, nigga
Kansas niggaz down to dance
See y'all niggaz down to dance
Cleveland niggaz down to dance
Mississippi niggaz down to dance
Atlanta niggaz down to dance (gunshots)
Real niggaz down to dance
New orleans niggaz down to dance
Tennessee niggaz down to dance
Baton rouge niggaz down to dance
Arizona down to dance
Houston niggaz down to dance
Nebraska niggaz down to dance
New orlean niggaz down to dance
Hawaiin niggaz down to dance
Kentucky niggaz down to dance
Colorado niggaz down to dance
Indiana niggaz down to dance
New york niggaz down to dance
Misouri niggaz down to dance
Carolina niggaz down to dance
Oklahoma niggaz down to dance
L.a. niggaz down to dance
East coast niggaz down to dance
Milwakee niggaz down to dance
West coast niggaz down to dance
Utah niggaz down to dance
Nigga south niggaz down to dance
Yeah nigga
In the middle nigga down to dance
Here i go

[master p]
Keep your head up boo,
Girl feel me, and if you love me, you gon' love me till they kill me
Girl feel me, girl feel me, i'm a thug, but love me till they kill me
Girl feel me, feel me, i'm a thug, but girl, love me till they kill me
Feel me, girl feel me, and if you real, you gon' love me till they kill me

Your friends try to tell you bout the things i do,
They say i'm just too damn hard for you,
All your friends think i'm just too thuggish for you,
But i can do what no other man can do

[silkk]
Look
See
Wanna let this thuggish nigga in?
Scared of the life, that i lead
Can't change addicted to smokin' weed,
Can't change addicted to havin' g's,
See, you wait patient knowin' you could be draped in gold
I can't deny, me an' you go together, like daytons, and vogues
It's hard to find a true girl, that's a soldier
See when i was in jail, you come see me
When i was at home, you come over
And see, you don't like to gamble,
But this one you can win
Knock knock on the door
Knock knock once more
This thuggish g's in

Chorus:
It's just the thug in me, girl
They say i'm making too much cash
It's just the thug in me, girl
They say i'm living much too fast
It's just the thug in me, girl
Your friends say i'm just too bad
It's just the thug in me, girl
Your people hope this thing wont last

[master p]
Girl feel me, girl feel me
And if you real boo, you gonna be there till they kill me
Girl feel me

And you were just too damn ghetto for me, (girl feel me)
All my friends thinki'm just too good for you
(but if you love me, be here till they kill me)
I always think of ways to be with you (girl feel me, or love me till they kill me)
Oh baby

[silkk]
I guess it's just this thug livin'
Got so scared, don't give me a hug
Don't let your guard down, till one day, you might fall for this thug
Pendin' the chances tryin' to get rich
You don't even much trip
But you get mad, when i call, females a bitch
When i first met ya
You were so, ha, scared to react
But now when there's drama, you talk about step back
And pass me the strap
It's so much pain, in this game
When i close my eyes
I'll be mad at the world, sometimes i take it out on your thighs
Now i wanna change
But i can't stand being broke
So if you wanna be there for me,
Just sit back maintain, and cope

Chorus

Silkk talking:

Yeah, ha, yo
I'm back back boy, finally somethin for the g's
Know what nobody should be sittin down now
We bout ta get down
The girl, i want y'all to act a fool
Y'all mutha fuckaz know what i'm talkin bout
I thought i told y'all
You know what i'm talkin bout, but whats up dawg?

Chorus 1:

Gangstas don't dance man we groove, i want everybodys bitch to move look
From the front to the back, to the left, to the right, i want 'em
Thuggin from tha day to the night, ya heard me? huh? ok? yeah. dj whats
Up dawg? (x1)

Chorus 2:

Hey dj won't you play that song keep me thuggin (thuggin)
All night (all night) (x4)

Verse 1- silkk

Man i steps in the club tryin to find some slow sex, me an cuz in the
Back of the club wit moet, i checks the time up on the rolex, the girl i
Hit stay with her man, it's cool, but no sweat, 600 parked outside when
We drive, did some ghetto superstars, grits an dope when we arrive, vip
Status because of the vapors, line was kinda long, took the doorman some
Papers, gangsta shit i'm dressed in all black, nigga club was packed so
I went through the back, nigga with the gangstas where you'll find me,
Wishin they could make 40 ounces of dom p, cuz soon as i hit the block,
I hit the spot fo sho, an you ain't bout it bout it, you ain't known to
Flow, because see, gangstas don't dance man we groove, an it's cool, but
You act a fool, an look smooth. haha

Chorus
1-(x1)
2-(x2)

Verse 2- silkk

Now vip is where i be, look to the side an guess who i see, trina an her
Sister make no mistakes who, he gonna take her, an i'm a take you, an
Umm, if you got a name an a number, an if you got a man, well i'll juss
Call you on the under, so go ahead an slip me yo digits, an if you get
It, if you cool then you wit it, later on you let me hit it, now wisper
In yo ear is it cool to what? what i'm really tryin to say girl is it
Cool to shhh... i gotta keep the crowd bumpin, keep 'em jumpin, you know
I'm always in somethin, an i ain't even frontin, for my gangsta niggaz i
Be blowin up, an all my gangsta real niggaz throw it up, cuz see, ain't
No lie bra, an we gonna ride bra, see nobody be here beside us so go
Ahead an fire it up, now you can tell i'm a thug when i want in the
Club, no need to mug, juss show a nigga love, you gotta know, that,
That's fo sho, but you ain't bout it, if you down to flow.(say
That)gangstas dont dance man we groove, an it's cool, you can act a
Fool, an still look smooth. haha.

Chorus

2-(x4)

Silkk talkin:

My niggaz in houston thug all night long (kane an abel)
My niggaz in dallas thug all night long (mama mia)
My niggaz in san antonio thug all night long (champ)
My niggaz in georgia thug all night long (serv-on)
My niggaz in new orleans thug all night long
My niggaz in baton rouge thug all night long
No limit california thug all night long
My niggaz in new york thug all night long
My niggaz in cleveland thug all night long
My niggaz in ohio thug all night long
My nigga boss an b thug all night long
Pokey an jermaine thug all night long
Master p an c-murder thug all night long
See beats by the pound we thug all night long
All my thugs, all my thugs, thug all night long
All my thugs, all my thugs, thug all night long
Thug all night long, ahh!

[silkk & master p talking]
Yo, p was happening dog
Ah man, it's still a dross you know, but the game then change these
Youngstas than made it bad, you know we all about our paper but some of
These fools just make and take murder.
They want it the easy way.

Chorus:(2x)
See i don't want to be here,
If i don't gotta,
My weed habit, is so close to snorting powder,
Got a few bitches, but it's all about a dollar,
And they don't holla, unless you moving narcota

[silkk the shocker]
I'm just sitting in my cadillac
Riding on some triple gold
Smoking octamos,nigga
Shining up my vogues
Thanking this hoe called me,
And she was tripping out
Say i had a baby by her,
Figuring i was taking out
I'm just trying stack a meal,no what i'm saying
That shit real, trying to hide and dodge,
But i can't seem to hid my fucking bill
On how to cook dope, and chop a key
My brother showed me that
I only live once,guess what
A dope fiend told me that
These hoes be trying to holla
It seems that i got riches
When i got money, i got bitches
I got friends that want to get it
Can he hit it, then quit it
To try to survive and stay alive
It's a everyday struggle,every day hustle
You can see it in my eye, but i don't want to die
I don't want to be here
If i don't gotta
I got friends and bitches, but they don't holla
If i don't got narcotas or dollars, i

[master p talking]
Damn, check this out elror
It's real out here, you heard me, huh bro

Chorus:(2x)

[fiend]
Man i might have a daughter
No money, no life
Check it shocker, just bills, hanging because
Not giving, a fuck, and i'm telling you what's real
You want to know what kill
Most of these niggas on these streets, is jive
I don't know why, these you cats out here
Thank they got nine lives
I die for me, with pride
And i then lost the closes thing to me
Pretty fucked up trading,
Or i got some killas that want to do me
Them girls trying to blue me
What all i trying do, is what i love
Let my people know i feel them,(?)
And then go smoke some bud
I got a habit with drugs
Which i ain't suggesting for beginners
In my hood, ain't no winners,
Just some thugging ass sinners
Presenta, my life, my life, and take a good view
My bad days, i wouldn't dare
Wanna wish them upon you.

Chorus:(2x)

[silkk the shocker]
Now see i didn't ask to come here
I guest untwisted faith of luck
15 minutes of unprotected sex,
In a heat of moment, came a quick ass nut
Now if i wouldn't been born
I wouldn't grew, i wouldn't knew
Never had to go through, half the tangs a nigga went through
I'm in the projects hearing gunshots
Right before i close my eyes
All i heard was one shot
And they only sent one cop when he died
I got some questions
That i couldn't really understand for awhile
They say rain brang pain
But what brang smiles
And see i guess i was to caught up in those fake niggas
And bitches to know
I guess i was blind by the fast money,
And switches on the 64
They gotta, gotta be a better way out,
Then hell or jail
I know i'm wrong for selling dope to my family
Just to get mail
Some get high off of sess
To relieve their stress
But no matter, how much success
You can't cheat death
Where yal at

[master p talking]
Heard that, can't get no realler than this
I don't want to be here if i don't have to.

Chorus:(2x)

Yo, god father i come today to ask you a favor
Young silkk i've always liked you, today before we make
You a made nigga just tell me a little more about yourself


[silkk]
My life started fucked up got me lost in the game they
Told me i was never going amount to nothing so started
Slanging some cane you could love or hate it nigga wanna
See silkk incarserated they complicated, contomplated that's why
I can't be faded i hate it they sucked up they mad that i made it
Young silkk overated keep my dope overweighted (?) mercedes respect
With a nigga like i smash hand on four five surrounded by killers and
Soldiers and bullet proof glass mob representing linger soliders kiss
My pinky finger my balls camoflauged by this rap singin' drug dealing
Made me famous so i'm going to keep on doin' it got used to it the whole
World united for me

Chorus

Give me the world
I want everything from dollars to cream
Give me the world
Large amounts of money the american dream
Give me the world
High class pussy expensive cars
Give me the world
Finer foods and cuban cigars
Give me the world
Money and power it's my only plan
Give me the world
I won't rest 'til the world's in my hand

Lo ciento mucho, fuck that you came short on my dope cut off one of
Your fingers send it in the mail you'll have my money by twelve send
The other four the game designed by me so i can't lose i make if they
Don't give me what i want i make them an offer they can't refuse
I pay dues gave a small time for lent i stay in dirt like grass you'll
Never find my fucking finger prints don't lie snitches in this game
Niggas see men's shoes floretin is everything can't break the rules
See me kinda man lost a ki of some cane but i can't cry over spilled
Milk have to charge it to the game invested large in vegas i roll with
Top notch (?) driving jet planes sittin' on yachts all i wanna do is
Represent (represent) should i say all i wanna get (do) is presidents

Give me the world
I want everything from dollars to cream
Give me the world
Large amounts of money the american dream
Give me the world
High class pussy expensive cars
Give me the world
Finer foods and cuban cigars
Give me the world
Money and power it's my only plan
Give me the world
I won't rest 'til the world's in my hand
Give me the world
Money and power it's my only plan
Give me the world
I won't rest 'til the world's in my hand

[silkk the shocker]
You can tell i'm a soldier
You, you, you, you can tell i'm a soldier (4x)
All i wanted to be was a soldier, bitch!!
And if you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!

1st verse: [silkk the shocker & master p]

[silkk the shocker]
See, i'm a n-o, nigga l-i
M-i- to the t
Yeah, i'm silkk the shocker!!!!
And yeah, that's me
Tank dog all i wanna be, nigga i told ya
Tat on my back, is that of a no limit soldier
About face for a tru salute, to my tank dogs
Y'all scared to bust, niggas duck, cuz we ain't sure
So don't flip me, cuz you'll end up empty
And then i'll reload
And reload, and reload, and reload, and load
Whole barrel explode!!!!
Nigga i'm t-r-u, that means i'm tru 2 da game
Mention me to my enemies, they takin' the pain
Now you can do what you wanna
But y'all don't wanna start
Fuck, these no limit soldiers
Cuz y'all don't wanna go to war!!!

[master p]
No limit mercenary killas, nigga wit army fatigues
Tattoos and gats, niggas gone off hennessy and weed
Colonel, nigga becoming the ghetto e.f. hutton
Holler ungh!!!!!!! and every fuckin' soldier start stuntin'
Nigga just robbin' and niggas they ridin'
Dressed and robbin' on the side,
Niggas just bout it, rowdy
Niggas better show me that them muthafuckas still gettin' rowdy
I cut wit g's nigga
March playas, step wit me killas
Come wit me, real soldiers keep yo' eyes on yo' enemies!!!

Chorus: [silkk the shocker]

I'm a n-o- nigga l-i
M-i-t soldier (2x)

2nd verse: [fiend & lil' gotti gambino]

[fiend]
All my rivals remember me, fiend
The one that call the shottie
Blastin' the mafi, there them niggas that wanna rob me
Givin' you hobbies
Gettin' slugs at your own body
For my piece, or sugar hill, i'm new orleans like lolli
I'm fearin' no man, as long as i'm stompin' in these broganes
There's no playin', soon as this army stop, ya' got no hands
Damn!!! ready for war, and keep the weed lighted
If they ain't indicted still, blast it, fiend the insighted prophet

[c-murder]
I'm a no limit soldier, nigga, it's in my blood
I started rappin', so i wouldn't have to sell drugs
We bout it!!! muthafuckas representin' them killas
Tru tatted on my back cuz i make moves wit thug niggas
You don't wanna go to war, cuz i'ma bring the brigade
Ask the colonel, we rowdy nigga tryin' to get paid
Affiliated with game, totin' thangs that pain
On the corners we hang, and we slangin' the pain!!

Chorus

3rd verse: [mystikal, mac]

[mystikal]
A helluva, helluva nigga right chea
You can take that and fear it!!
I'm a cold blooded killa comrade
And a highly decorated lieutenant
I'm up on the front line, you all the way to the rear
But ya still gettin' injured
Nigga don't you know by now the tank can't be dented?!!
And when we reach a hundred million cartridges
We ain't finished
Bitch shoot yoself in the head, if you can't take it
Cuz we gonna represent it!!
If i said it, i meant it!!
If i told ya', i showed ya'!!
I'll break y'all, outrank y'all, i'll make ya' born to be a soldier!!

[mac]
Whoa, murder, murder, kill, kill it's real
Shell-shock turn your neighborhood block into the battle field
Nigga, soldier rag still on my eye, no lie
I'm camoflauged, i never die, i live longer than them white guys
We tattooed, i done gone cashews, ain't no turnin' back
Nigga won't be burnin' mac, uh, i got the thirty gat
And it get trifer, but i'm a lifer
A camoflauge sniper, from the rooftop i might ignite ya

Chorus

4th verse: [lil' gotti gambino, skull dugrey]

[lil' gotti gambino]
Gotti i told ya', i'm a muthafuckin' soldier
Forty calibers and doja, what keep makin holes
Nationwide exposure, for me and my brethren
For fiend to bust'em, leavin' my enemies bleedin'
Being a soldier many fourteens, i be needin'
A no limit soldier, till the day of my leave

[skull dugrey]
I been a no limit soldier since 1994
Them niggas know one thing, that skull broked in the door
They watched me in waco, as i bring the flow
What you sayin', hanh you nigga? you bitch? yeah, you hoe!!!
You know one thing you can't be fuckin' round wit these niggas
Niggas out the tank, straight spittin' on you niggas
You nigga!!! you think, you gonna get away
Slammin' jive bitches like you, dead in the pavement!!!

Chorus

5th verse: [big ed, mia x]

[big ed]
Nigga make some room!!! nigga, back up, back up
Forget that thing out the trunk, and act up, act up
Got my tank dogs steppin' camoflauge fatigues
I represent like a loaded weapon, paper bought wit p
When i get that thing, everybody look down and round and round
Got the m-1 spittin' fire, bring yo' set to the ground
Got the c-4 explosives in the black backpack
Big ed be puttin' down like that!!!!!

[mia x]
We come strapped in we roll thick
We represent that tru click
Playa haters, yeah we know who you are
Make infrared shine on your head like the north star
Bomb shit, boss bitch, mama set it off
Let it be known cowards you don't wanna go to war
The hard hitta still be the biggest mama nigga
Swallow yo' shit like a fuckin' anaconda nigga
So, bring it, bring it on, how you wanna do it, what?
Cuz next to other's knees, i cover fuckin' dust
Anten-hut nah, take it to the battle field
Shoppers gon run, while we kick our enemies doors
I ask the lord, they don't want no more?
Mama, drama, told ya' no limit done took over

Chorus

[silkk]
I thought i told ya
Pass the doja
Game over!!!!!

(chorus)
You ain't gotta lie to kick it,
You ain't gotta lie to kick it,
You ain't gotta lie to kick it to be with me,
You ain't gotta lie to kick it,
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, whats it gonna be, its gonna be you
Ain't gotta lie to me (2x)

Verse 1
(silkk)

Now you ain't gotta lie to me, or try to be somethin you ain't, well
Obviously, you tryin to be me, but you can't, niggas wanna be local, cuz
Some regional stars, type of nigga that got a little somethin, but guess
What nigga lease on his car, watch out for these bustas, or should i say
Fake phonies, type of nigga that buy a timex, put a rolex face on it, i
See niggas be talkin to me, but i can't do nothin bout what he's sayin,
Type of nigga don't get a beep all day but act a fool when uhh he
Finally get page, nigga walk around stuntin, on a cellular phone, when i
Ask to use it why the battery low, cuz it's always on roam, now see
This, or should i say peep this, type of nigga that get a benz wanna
Change the sign from a 3 to a 6, now ain't that funny, or should i say
Ain't that nothin, shit where the hummer, where the money, shit where
The 600, type of nigga that buy dope for shit, an sell it cheaper then
What he got it, wanna admit everbody in the story an everybody he be
Knowin, where the mills at, where the house on the hill at, nigga kill
That, on the real black shit where the record deal
At, shit lookin like you stole somethin, shit you owe somethin, look
Everytime i see you talkin bout silkk let me hold somethin, see don't
Compare shit how i spit, but guess what if the shoe fit, go ahead, cuz
You ain't gotta lie to kick it. (that's real bitch)

Chorus 2x

Verse 2
(mia x)

See i saw clean through that ass since day one uno, the main bitch to
Flaunt show, but ain't got pocket piss an no window, to throw it out, to
Talk about this one an that one, pinnochio sister let me paint a clearer
Picture, she once went around sayin she was engaged, she even had a lil
Ring, said her nigga did his thang, come to find out she traded her
Necklace an payed the difference, then gave your boy credit knowin she
Struggles tryin to get it, sports fake designer bags, brags on her
Clothin price tags, sayin she got em from her man, but bitch credit card
Scams, got a lexus key chain, on her cabinet car key, talkin bout she
Had a 420, bitch you tryin to be me, tellin everybody how nice her crib
Is, but every week she split out then back at her hoes house, i can't
Stand this type of bitch cussin off nothin why try, we can never kick it
Or be down but you still ain't gotta lie.

Chorus 2x

Verse 3
(big ed)

Now you say you got hoes, yeah there be holes in yo socks, you say you
Got dollas, but 10 ones make you not, wit the hundred on top, these
Bustas gotta stop, you said you bowl for bricks to dime rocks an
Payrolls got judgement on cops, where you 93 benz, man this is a shock,
First it was a four door big body now its a 2 door drop top, tell the
Truth bro, did you eat that strip of ???, nah, havin dinner in bed, tie
You up an pop it in yo mouth, say you get the down an, have em yellin an
Screamin but you told my tank dawg nigga that you was straight on the
Drownin, bout to be down ass nigga, i mean clown ass nigga, wanna hang
Wit down ass niggas wit big nuts, an big triggas, figga, how many
Rappers, frontin in this hip-hop game, straight up by sections playin it
Straight like it ain't no thang, (word) my claim to fame, is big ed be
Puttin it down like that, messin wit the hoe games on the realer,
Assasin said.

Chorus 2x

(silkk)
Niggas be flossin, if you see these niggas around yo block, or you see
These bitches around yo block, actin like they have all this, tell em
What they lyin for, i don't see none of it, i see you talkin bout you
Got all these cars but why you catchin the bus? you have all this money,
Why you askin me for money?