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(master p)
Don't make me call the dogs (use my ghetto code)
Oh, we got beef? (hoody hoo)
I represent the dirty south
For all my thugs and thugettes out there
To the world
Get rowdy rowdy, bout it bout it (where they at?)
Where the tru thugs at?

4 or 5 hummers, burban, jag for the summer
Ss sittin 20's but i ain't no muthafuckin stunter
Grab the gat, where they at, rat-tat-tat-tat
I represent the 3rd ward
You a rookie, i'm a vet, you the captain, i'm the crunch
You got that dinner, i got the lunch, hit the weed, pass the blunts
Your eyes red, you got the munchies
How you like me now, gold teeth when i smile
Try to take me out the ghetto but i'm still buckwild

(chorus)
So buckle up nigga, knuckle up nigga
(hoody hoo!) that's the code for them killas
(hoody hoo!) buckle up, knuckle up (what you wanna do?)
(hoody hoo!) buckle up, knuckle up (what you wanna do?)
(hoody hoo!) buckle up, knuckle up (what you wanna do?)
(hoody hoo!) buckle up, knuckle up (what you wanna do?)
(hoody hoo!) buckle up, knuckle up (what you wanna do?)

(silkk the shocker)
One for the money, two for the show
Three for my niggaz, four to go
When i hear hoody hoo it's time to ride
Let nothin slide, let nothin go
If you bout your paper then scream (hoody hoo!)
If you don't fuck with them haters scream (hoody hoo!)
If you about big thangs then scream (hoody hoo!)
If about havin thangs the scream (hoody hoo!)

(master p)
Whoa, hold on lil daddy, watch my feet
I know you gettin rowdy and everything
Kl, bring that beat back

(silkk the shocker)
Drop the hot shit
So i can cop the new shit, the blue six
Niggaz hatin these days
So guess what, i bulletproofed it
N-o-l-i-m-i to the t nigga
Tru is who we be nigga
Then scream if you with me nigga

(chorus)

(c-murder)
Straight from the south, got them golds in my mouth
Converse on my feet
Thug girls bounce dat ass to the beat
We be no limit niggaz, and we rowdy
We come to the club and get the motherfucker wildin
Fuck, i been to the streets
Rest in peace to my peeps
Stay at home if you weak, gotta hustle just to eat
And the pound put it down, all them girls can't tell
Tru niggaz make mail, all them haters go to hell
Throw 'em up uptown, all the way to downtown
You might get clowned, so you better pack a round
Tru niggaz want it all, we gon' ball till we fall
Put my tank on the wall, hoody hoo be call, nigga

(chorus to fade)

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2. _ R.i.p. Kevin

I remeber when we were kids
We shed all our hurt and tears (and tears)
No matter what the weather, what the weather
We were always togerther (always together)
We grew up as time went on
We became seperated (seperated)

(chorus 2x)
It was a sad day (it was a sad day)
When my homie went away ( when my homie went away)
It was a sad day (it was a sad day)
When kevin went away (when kevin went away)

( master p )
Kevin life aint tha even tho we gots tah change
See momma dont understand how you died in tha game
And grandma get older, little kevin hes a soldier
We done made it out da ghetto aint no more run'n for tha rollers
Tattooed your face on my arm so you legacy could live on
You said "p be strong" with out you we all alone
I know its been a few years you your birthday we shed tears
And i don't wanna question you god
But why he took you and left us here?

It was a sad day (it was a sad day)
When my homie went away (when my homie went away)
It was a sad day (it was a sad day)
When my homie went away (when my homie went away)

( silkk )
Look -- just thinkin about you my nigga bring tears to my eyes
I mean im hard and all but even tha realish niggaz cry
And when you left, part of me died too
And who ever knew kevin like i knew kevin shhh ya'll would cry too
Just think'n about you, if you were still here
How much different remenisin on one of your pictures
Lookin at the family thinkin we always got one miss'n
And i can still remember tha last words (and mine aint even started)
Look your never forgotton cuz on your birthday i go and put flowers on your
Grave
I still remember when p and c broke tha news to me at school about your death
Told me "silkk time would heal our wounds"
Its been oh five years and i aint healed yet
Now i feel somthing i'm tryin tryin to be strong
I know moms tryin to hold on
Even tho your here and your gone
I got so many questions, thats why i cant move on
(its somthing about you)

It was a sad day (it was a sad day)
When my homie went away (when my homie went away)
It was a sad day (it was a sad day)
When my homie went away (when my homie went away)

( c-murder )
Now as i could remember (remember)
A couple of months before december (december)
I still can't take tha pain
We all are stuck in this ghetto rain
I learned my lesson, could your blessings
Watch your enemys and watch your friends
And if it aint your blood dont show that man no love
Cuz kindness make you weak and cause blindness in tha streets
And the vultures commin to get you
When none of ur real homies is wit ya
And its sad cant break the cycle
And take a drink wit my uncle michael
And my momma question my silence
But i blame this sinceless violence
Don't wanna wake up cuz when imma asleep
You still alive up in my dreams
A few seconds of happy thoughts to keep my mind at eaze
And then kevin its like you ghost my body freeze when ever i see him
If anybody got yours ways, you know it'd be him

(repeat 2x)
It was a sad day (it was a sad day)
When my homie went away (when my homie went away)
It was a sad day (it was a sad day)
When my homie went away (when my homie went away)

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3. _ Never

4. _ Bounce

5. _ Hard N's

[c-murder talking]

[hook]
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas (some bad motherfuckas)
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas
We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas (some bad motherfuckas)

[c-murder]
I make money off top, turning caine into rocks
And i carry two glocks, so i can't be stopped
From the city to the state, i'm pushing rhymes like weight
Pitbulls by the gate, and got the camera with ???
And twenty g's in my draws, money taped to my balls
And i really can't move [why?] or that shit might fall
I'm a gangsta, i sell dope nigga, it's my job
'89 was the year when i started to rob
I'm a fool, i used to smoke weed at school
And got kicked out because i toted a tool
Other niggas used to run, but me i stood still
Cuz if a nigga fucked up [hmph!] ??? was killed
And ask sam, i'm blowing on fools like what!
That nigga opened his mouth, so i fucked him up
Nigga what, you don't want me to pull this trigger
I told you motherfuckas we some hard ass niggas [bitch]

[hook] x2

[master p]
Mask up with the homies when it's time to ride
Niggas thugged out wit' life til' the day that we die
Tattoos on my arm nigga stomach and back
They cocking tech-9's like a mechanic cock a car-jack
I'm from the city where we don't give a fuck
Nigga ?? up the wrong hood and niggas gon' shut you up
Nigga we bout big bucks, stash outdoor in the cut
Holla 'hoody hoo' when the rollers rode up
We ghetto millionaires, but they call us rejects
Because we love to smoke weed and fuck bitches in the project
I tried to creep threw the hood and them feds tried to book me
He said what you doing back here in new o. i say i love ghetto pussy

[hook]

[fiend]
[waump! waump!]
I'm ghetto ??? getting my profession them balls working deadly weapons
If i die them young niggas can take it as a lesson
My clips be side jumping but a nigga name wessun, first name smith
Known in the hood for pretty ??
Let me introduce myself, the one that toted shotty!
Tossing em in ya body
Blame it on the bacardi
Niggas don't wanna start me
I'm b-a-d, sometimes i get kinda afraid of me
Survivors thun graded me on brains batts and all
Because befo' i steer em wrong,
I'd rather have my ??
The hardest is gone, i just arrived collecting was rightly mine
You won't some hard niggas you can catch us on the grind [we some]

[hook]

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6. _ We Riders

7. _ Bounce To This

See i told y'all, ima get me somebody dog
You know how we do it tru it's for ever

Yeah yeah
All my ladies yo,
All my niggas yo,
Where da niggaz at? (where?)
Where da bitchez at? (where?)

Nigga
We wont all y'all niggas to

(chorus x1)
Bounce with this bounce with this (southside)
Bounce with that bounce with that (northside)
Bounce with this bounce with this (eastside)
Bounce with that bounce with that (westside)
Slide with this slide with this (my real niggas)
Ride with this ride with this (my real bitchez)
Pump ya fists pump ya fists (all my niggas)
Jump with this jump with this (all my bitchez)

(silkk the shocker)
Yall wanna get bout it bout it then bounce to the track
Im from the south, so no doubt i gotta bounce with that
I get paid off the way i, pronounce my rap
Used to keep my money in brown bags
Now i got accounts for that
Yo, i bounce like a 6-4
Im out to get dough
I spend some, i lend some, but im out to get mo'
Now hit the club cuz im in some club shit
Ima thug on some thug shit
Nigga wanna fight cuz they dont like im the one they baby made love wit
Im the type to get in the club wit
Niggas trippin on that, we bout that money and power
No limit ridas, and we dont be fuckin wit cowards
Thats why we spend so much money on jewls
Thats why we spend so much money on shoes
Man im like "fuck, i got so much i could spend it on food"
Now when i step in this bitch from the front to the rear my niggas
Where my tru niggas at?? (right here my nigga!!)

(chorus x1)

(big ed)
Where all my thugs niggas?
38 snub nose it's the slugs nigga
Niggas peepin, i aint trippin, im lookin like what?! nigga
I got my vest on
Big ed the assass-on
Quick to get my blast on
So fuck it, im switchen from cop-knuckers to suckers that swallow nuts damn
Niggas better not make act a fool and lay this whole club down
Theres always one nigga, but ima ballroom balla
(???)
What the fuck
Niggas lookin all struck
I paste hatas like glock papas and leave em all stuck
Leave the woman all fucked
Sick real drama
Im in the bucked worry
Ya momma -- i fucked over

(repeat chorus till end)

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8. _ Don't Judge Me

Chorus x2(silkk)

Times are shady for a g
The streets got me crazy, trying to stay free
The ghetto raised me, i can't sleep
Once citizen as a baby, now look at what ya'll made me.
So don't judge me

Verse 1 (silkk the shocker)

Don't judge me on how i dress and the niggas who i hang with
Just cause from my pants sagging, i wear rags, i'm on some gang shit
Used the hood for us wealth, it got that good for myself
Think about all these niggas in the hood couldn't help
Now i expect ya'll to doubt me
Cause my own family doubt me, told me i'll never amount to shit
They probably fight, cause all i wanna do is go ounce to bricks
Hang around with the clique, probably catch me bouncin the six
Go to a party at night, find some tight,
Probably leave the party with a chick
Now as a kid ain't the same thing come back, remember when
Is all my four-five pourin' liquor out on town
While i reminice about my friends
Trying to avoid penetentaries and cemetaries, ain't no fucking fun
They got are hands up on the gun, they got a nigga up on the run
Trying to forget the bullshit, gotta pull quick,
My enemies know me, i know them
Always left on the field, death is always there, i just never know when
So till you how i live, you can't judge me, on the streets you love me
You can make me famous, till a never change me
Still live dangerous, how is it you blame me
What

Chorus x2

Verse 2 (popeye)

I take what you want, suppose every individual thug
See a nigga walk away, delay the miserable drug
Nigga we burnin' every bridge in the city, committy prisoners
Suckers who took a pistol in hand, my shit be vicious
I travel with the narrow shit, you follow within the gun play
Pretty future for none of us, make it before the sun lay
Cause living off the pistol pull, pull its to murder they farm
Back up within the halls of they calio, pistol kate warm
Today storm between the dark earth, inside the gun flame
Presence so close to touching us all before the sun came
Supported smoke rise above us, burning my energy
Open triggers receiving whatever my father sent to me
Cause living got the weather flow
We raise our kids beside the better grow
You better leave, you better let her know
Keep a focus, part in your vision, inside the lord
Hanging within the trigger my nigga, cause time is hard

Chorus x2

Verse 3 (c-murder)

My life ain't the same, i want change, i maintain
So much pain got me praying, and constantly saying
Don't judge me, just trust me, sometimes just hug me
How come these niggas mug me, why don't these niggas love me
The ghetto raised me so don't blame my people
Cause ah from day one ya'll know ya'll never treated me equal
It's like my skin tone had ya'll mind gone
Gave me a bad name like dope, like i was herion
Ya'll feel me, damn they kill me, left me in the streets to die
Till the day i wonder why, i even open my eyes
It's like i'm cursed cause i had to snatch a purse to eat
They wouldn't give me a job so i took it to the streets
And made a dollar out of nothing, not even fifteen cents
Sleeping, pillow to post, wishin' bad luck come to an end
It's wicked how these streets turn they back on you dawg
When they the main motherfuckers that made you fall
Don't judge me

Chorus x2

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(c-murder talking)

Check this out my nigga.
I've been a hot boy for a long motherfuckin' time, ya heard me.
It was cool for a minute, but shit i gotta jump up out this shit.
Free from murder attempts on my life, you know.
I got a family to feed, you know.
I'm trying to jump about the game.

(chours x2)
Hail mary
Hail mary, please help me, i wanna live
And forgive me for the dirt that i did
I been a thug since i was born
And nuttin' change but i been trapped in this game too long

Verse 1 (c-murder)

Hail mary
Freak or murder attempts on my life
And my soul is gettin cold and i'm facin' parole
Heavy gangsters looking burry
But who can i tell from my cell to hell, don't let me die in jail
One foot up in the grave and my back against a brick wall
I'm having dreams about a image trying to kill us all
I count my blessing but i'm stressin', smith n wesson
Fool testing my nuts, i'm still throwing them up
And spitting blind rounds at my shadow, tweekin' for drama
I found a call from my momma, she don't want me around
And everything i touch seem to turn cold
And every nigga that i hang with don't grow too old
Hail mary

(chours x2)

Verse 2: (c-murder)

Two elevens got me sweatin', will i lose my rights
Convicted fellon with 187, facin' twenty five to life
I'm just another lil' nigga ready to ride on dem bustas
Like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder why i trust ya
Use to hustle for fun nigga, a young nigga, dumb nigga
Now they got me on the motherfuckin' run nigga
I used to laugh at them other niggas runnin' from the cops
Now these bitch niggas sweatin' my block
My ghetto dreams got me wishing for a quarter bird or something
I ask them ballers but them niggas ain't frontin
It's rest in peace in my future, how long will i live
Hail mary please forgive me for the dirt that i did

(chorus x2)

Verse 3: (magic)

I sit and wonder with all the things i hear my people say
Like, magic, god is coming back some day
Am i ready, shit i don't know, i'm just trying to survive
I'm hustlin' and strugglin', can't you see the pain in my eyes
I've been doing this shit for way too long, plus i'm way too strong
It's hard doing right when all i ever done was wrong
Thug to the bone but i know i gots to move on
The devil's itching to get me and i don't think i got long
Thank god for tru, and every word i say is for real
Ya'll couldn't imagine some the dirt i did
Shit i used to rob, steal, click click and kill for a meal
So close to death when i had just started to live
My lord

(chours x2)

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10. _ Tru - The Begining

They're baaack (ya know)
Tru nigga!! (a wiseman once told me)
(if you're ever gonna make it in life
You gotta stay tru to yourself, as well as the ones you love)
Hholm bra
(but keep your eyes open man)
Keep yo eyes on yo enemies
(keep yo' eyes open)
Crime family
(cause when you on the top)
T-r-u
(it pulls you back down to the bottom)
It ain't over know it just beginning..ha ha

[silkk the shocker]
It's like the world watchin the miller boyz
Got em to prove innocent
They got me strapped up, phone tapped up
Keep my conversations to a mininum (shhhhhh)
See i used to scheme to live above average
American dream, seen only few things
Niggas hatin on me
Can't believe they turned state on me
Once you fake always fake, niggaz'll stay to wait on ya
(tru niggaz) can't trust your best friend
Nigga he'll cross ya dog
They don't make em like they used to
Make em niggaz they'll cross you all
Love, but that don't mean he don't wanna snitch on each other
(c, silkk, p) cut wrists and let blood drip on each other
(fuck everything else) we live life like motherfuckin thugs
Tru niggaz tru tattoes tru everything nigga took it in blood
Bulletproof shirt, marked meals that shit is useless
I dont know how y'all do shit
But i do ballin type shit, no rules shit (hholm bra)
Macked up, put the rap up
Niggaz think we switched nigga fuck it we'll switch back up
Debo (ughhh!!) in the hood still there to make me boss (3rd world)
Nigga done shit good livin that shit will never ever make me soft
Haters prolly thought we'd be dead by now
Fuck all that controavescy shit nigga, when we talk, real niggas react
Smokin down wit our head down prolly put us in years wit da feds by now
Status: platinum plaques, buy a house and wit a check
Had nuttin unless i imagine back
Now sky's the limit niggaz can't imagine that

(silkk) motherfuckers wanted crime
(master p) da crime family nigga
(silkk) word
(master p) realest niggaz, truest niggaz you ever motherfuckin met
In the wooorld!!!
(silkk) ride wit me fly wit me nigga wit me
(master p) nigga
(silkk) money to the sky nigga ball til we fall my nigga

(master p)
All my real niggaz
Y'all feel this cuz you know
I been out there playin basketball, lettin the game marinate
But as i look through the eyes of the perpetrator
I see motherfuckers really ain't real, motherfuckerss want what i got
Instead of being a man and get yours nigga
There's enough for all us
And that motherfuckin controversy rap nigga that don't sell
That make niggaz look stupid
But we ain't never talk bout niggaz on records
You got something to say, say it to me nigga
Y'all know where we at
Tru niggaz thugged out mind figgas niggaz
Real killers, real money makers
Haha, c, silkk and p nigga
Truest motherfuckers in the world
When it comes to this rap shit niggaz
Realest niggaz in the world when it come to this rap shit
To all our motherfuckin fam
Nigga we love ya for stayin real and keepin it real nigga
Its no limit for motherfuckin life!!!!
And for y'all motherfuckin haters, haha
Take a deep motherfuckin look at yourselves
I know it's killin ya but listen to this real shit
But you wit yo partnas and yo partna are lovin this shit
And it's prolly eatin you up on the inside to know
That real niggaz done made it out
Tou prolly still hatin, but guess what?, why you hatin?
Go on ahead and marinate, hit the motherfuckin weed again
And trip on yo motherfuckin self
Cause i know who you are nigga, we know who you are
But the thang is you gotta deal wit this nigga
Everybody else love this shit
Yo motherfuckin momma love this shit
Yo daddy love this shit
Yo brother love this shit
Yo motherfucking sister i fucked the other day
She love this shit nigga haha
So i'ma be in yo motherfuckin system
So i'ma be in yo motherfuckin soul
And motherfuckin real niggaz
Y'all get ready to listen to the motherfuckin vibe
Truest shit eva bein put on motherfuckin records (ughhh!!)
Truest clique, real tru niggaz nigga
T-r-u...for life nigga for life
But fuck all that shit loc's
The niggaz got the message, turn up the motherfuckin beat
Lets get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it!!!!!!!!!

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11. _ It's A Beautiful Thing

12. _ Livin' Like A Hustler

13. _ Stay Real

[silkk on the phone talking]
Woo what's up slim i saw ms. silkk the shocker out there last night
Yeah you better stop playing with me dog,
You know i seen your girl and them cutting
Man how you gone start off a conversation,
Bitch you better stop playing.
Naw nigga we just friends for real.
Hold hold on
He clicking over on me
My phone clicking
Hello?
What's up dog
What up my nigga
I need some weight
I thought you had 25
Man look i need some weight
Naw i don't do that no more dog
You got the chickens dog
Naw i'ma talk to you later wootay

[silkk rapping ont the phone]
You know that big nigga from the hood done snitched up
Hit the pen and bitched up
He worked with p but now that nigga snitched up
You know the nigga that used to flip with us
That nigga working for the feds know, the phone beeped when i picked up
Nigga got 25 years came home in one summer
Catch him riding in a gray hummer
With this chick named goldie getting head from her
You know the whole hood fucking head bumping
Cause we grew up with this nigga,
The nigga seen it and he ain't said nothing
We was gone crack that nigga skull but he fled from us
Trying buy dope running round the hood flashing fed money(fed money)
Nigga renegoiate
Shit change his name another city relocate(what)
Feds kicked the nigga door in you know what they found up in the residence
Only way get out the shit you had to be the motherfucking president
Niggas upstate turned state evidence
Shit this nigga fake
And you can't let fake niggas represent

Chorus: silkk, and skull duggery

(ra ra) real niggas don't snitch
Real niggas don't flip(we never snitch)
Real niggas never cross another nigga
Cause real niggas don't switch(ha what)
Real niggas don't make deals( uh ha)
Real niggas stay real(nigga what)
Real niggas take the charges and fight that shit on appeal

Repeat 1x

[silkk]
This old fakeass nigga crossed alot of niggas(what)
He the reason why the drought season started cost alot of niggas
If you was soft you should have gave up the game
Nigga got endited, didn't try to fight it nigga just gave up names
Shit how you used to be so real and so fake
Nigga told me it was my dog i was like fuck naw, no way
We used to get money together, get honeys together
Run it together, tatoos homies forever
I was right there when his mother slide
Trust the nigga so much i let this nigga watch my brother kid
(it's like that)
???????? ain't never failed
Niggas looking for you but he hiding somewhere in delaware
(you gone look out for him)
Naw i can't help him
(man why you ain't gone look out for that nigga)
Naw cause that nigga selfess
(that nigga must be a snitch)
Streets is watching
Keep the heat cocked
Niggas beef ain't stopping
Y'all niggas better watch it
(you got watch your ends)
I feel ya my nigga
(and you gotta watch your friends)

See that snitch shit never stay shit i don't trust nobody
But i bust somebody, and that shit i never hesitate
What the fuck happened friends forever. what happened to loyalty. what
Happened, what happened to trust. don't snitch, don't flip, don't turn
State. real niggas be real, fake niggas be fake, bustas be bustas, and
Snakes be snakes. that's forever

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14. _ Prayer For A G

Silkk talking: i don't know if you listening but..

[silkk the shocker]
I got so many questions i don't know where to start
[ wellwhy don't you start from the pain that runs deep in your heart]
(is that you? god is that you? ....... it's me)
Is there a heaven or a hell, if so is that theory true?
[yes my son]
Why go through so much?
[it's a test my son]
So i guess it was you when ?? gave me the last second to run
[yes]
And i don't know why i shed so many tears
Forgive my god, i haven't been to church in months
[aww son you haven't been to church in years]
Some times i rob, steal and kill, just to eat
I popped him, i don't know if i killed him but somebody died in my building d
[he's here with me]
You think you can forgive me for my sins?
If so hold up, another homie died ?? you think you can forgive me again?
[i don't know]
Some times i feel like death is chasing me but just ain't catch me yet
I'm wondering if he is going to catch me when i stop to catch my breath
They say days are cut shorter from the things that you did
And if so then why take the kids?
[hold up, hold up my son]
Huh?
[it seems like some puzzle to you, if you got something to ask me, ask me]
Why is it racism? where did drugs come from?
Why is it so much death where i live? who idea was it to make guns?
[y'all]
And why my grandparents was slaves?
And why is is diseases with no cure like cancer and aids?
Why is it rich and poor?
Why is it a death row? [for real]
[that was y'all i ain't have nothing to do with it that was never my will]
And though i try and do everything, i just wanna know if it is worth it
[it was]
Sometime i feel like i'm doing it all, sometime i just don't feel like i
Serve my purpose
[keep your head up]
Nigga scared of the past
All my homies wanna know but scared to ask
[tell them to ask]
God everybody for they self sometime i don't feel like i'm all alone
[feel you]
Don't worry bout me if i have to go so watch my brother them when i'm gone
And what about when i couldn't pay my bills i was almost kicked out where i
Lived
[i just wanted to see if you'll break]
And everything happened at the same time
[i just wanted to see how much pain you can take]
And you must know my lifestyle
[i do]
Knowing i can't change my life
[i don't want you to, do what you gotta do anything not neccassary you'll pay
The price]
So why did my homie die instead of me?
[because i had bigger plans]
I don't understand
[i'll explain, see i wanted you to grow up and be a better man]
I wanna know, how you determine who dies and who stays living?
[the day i made the world my son, it was written]
Look i gotta couple mo' questions i need to know
[what?]
God, can you tell me, when is it my time to go?
(everything goes silent)
Silkk talking: where you at? i wasn't finish asking you.

Hook
A gangsta prays for another day
Even though he lives wrong
Trying to live this way
(x5) til fade

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15. _ Buss That

(chorus)
(silkk the shocker)
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!

(klc)
Aye yo mia since you first buss dat shit

(mia-x)
Put me wit the baddest bitches that be spittin that drama
But when i buss they say hush that's momma
Infrared pen mia hollow-tip lyric mc eater
Rowdy song bring it on come on
Shut the club down you dont wanna go ta' war
I go far have you screamin get to the car
Ghetto star x-rated when i spit
Got you muthafuckas jumpin sayin dats that bitch
Cuz when i step to the mic i come to tear shit up
If you dont wont this type of heat dont even pick your pen up
My rhymes buss get you clappin throw blows like royce handin
That's why i'm truest bitch standin

(chorus)x2
(silkk the shocker)
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!

(klc)
Buss that shit
(after chorus 1)
Yo silkk shut this shit down fuck them niggas

(silkk the shocker)
You know i come in this muthafucka i shut shit down
Fuck you in this bitch i'm in this bitch now
Tru my clique and y'all know! how i get down
Yall need to sit down befo yall get clowned
Catch about six rounds look count them off 1-2-3-4-5-6
Now yall really think yall niggas could get wit this?
N-o-l-i-m-to the t aint nobody hard as us
If they is they got to be hard as the fuck
I run wit killas and dealers
I run wit soldiers and jackers
I run wit niggas and murderas
I run wit killas and kidnappers
All my niggaz get rowdy
All my niggaz get bout it
We scream ! knuckle up, knuckle up!
Yo niggas go rowdy
What what

(silkk the shocker)

Dont make me break you off somethin
Dont make me break you off somethin
Uh oooooo uh oooooo it aint my fault

(chorus) til' fade
(silkk the shocker)
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!

(klc)
Yo buss dat shit

(silkk the shocker)
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!
Huh huh! what what!

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16. _ No Limit Army

Chorus: [master p]

No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya

These converse is for battle and we straight soldiers
Big boz is knocking teeth out cause we rollers
This game got me wicked, i don't play
Niggaz got funk on the other side, and we spray
We drive through the 3rd ward calliope projects
And drove through the other side niggas get straight checked
See i'm a killer i only ride with g's
And i used to be a hot boy but now i slang cd's
Am i right? am i wrong? tryin to protect my life
When these killers want me they gonna catch me one night
I don't play, we spray, on the game, they late
Get up it ain't over yet nigga, 'till judgement day

Chorus:

No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya

[mac]
They call me camoflague, your everlasting assassin
Three niggas wanna hear me flow and they bitches fiendin' for my passion
World war be my gospel, my environment is hostile
You don't want beef with me
Cause i come through with those deadly apostle
Tell me something have you ever seen the eyes of a tiger
A cold blooded motherfucker who just murder for hire
Represent the turf, 'till my opposite of birth
Bless my posse with a shirt
Shit it'll make a turn for the worst.
And got them niggas on gt that would die for me
And some niggas in the saint t that would ride for me.
My little brother, ghost catch him at school he a straight student
But at night he masked up, ready to tear that ass up

Chorus:

No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya

[pheno]
This for my niggas in the block tryin' to get on their feet
This for them jackers and them killers makin' moves on the streets
For my ill ass niggas, my trill ass niggas
My upstate niggas quick to kill ass niggas
My real niggas, surviving in this game since lil' niggas
Roadies and rovers on 20 inch niggas, tank niggas
Backing up to the bank niggas, we stank niggas
I'll you gotta do is bunt niggas

Chorus:

No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya

[c-murder]
I'm from the calliope nigga that's the home of the killers
Ask falloy and wing about them 3rd ward niggaz
Leroy - he'll stick you for that plastic toy
Little jimmie and lolo will hit for your mo mo
Soldiers for life so you better think twice
Cause them uptown soldiers ain't nothing nice
For real nigga, you might get killed, so chill
Or your people gonna be reading your will, ya bitch you

[silkk the shocker]
You can tell by the look in my eye
I'm a soldier till the day that i die
Fuck 'em we keep it locked, all that heat we got we keep that shit hot
Nigga either creep with a block or either sleep in the rocks
Some niggaz say watch your back cause these niggaz in the hood is phony
My shit's for life, cpt tattooed the fucking hood on me
Made man you don't want to start with us
3 niggaz in the car stuntin', do yall really wanna go to war with us?

Chorus:

No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya
No limit is the army and we the soldiers
It's an uptown thing boy, i thought i told ya

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17. _ Miller Boyz

Silkk talking:
Silkk the shocker nigga, c-murder nigga, master p gc nigga, tru what the
Fuack ya'll wanna do

Chorus
Halloway
We them down south killer boys
Ghetto commission and them motherfucking miller boys
Think it's a game we'll fuck around and kill you boy
On the reala for the scrilla we come to get you boy

Halloway
I'm trying to make a million of this rap shit
And blow up like a fat bitch
My entourage is thick
Nigga no limit is the shit
My grandma awlays told me i'd be famous
But she never told that i would hool up with these gangstas
Body bangers
???bitch we hungry like???
I be part of tso until i'm up out the alter
I got ??? ain't no warning me
I'm heartless ain't no running me nigga
Don't ever stunt on me nigga
I'll fucking crush you nigga

Valerio
I'm about to put my foot in a niggas ass physically abuse
Misuse the but of my pistol to cause a bruise
Beat a mother fucker till a bitch can't move
Tru niggas refuse to lose
Tote guns to murder fools
Coming with rumming
If niggas ain't respecting the flame
Ejecting bullets with nullets taking niggas out the game
I'm stealing outlaw
Still dodging cop cars
Tso and miller boyz riping niggas apart

Chorus repaeat 2x

T-spade
It's the red eye pistol packing rapping assassin
The last one blasting
Late night outfit ski-masking
I got your backbone subtracting
Itchy trigger finger action got me ducking the law
Hoping to change i bust a brain and cause a flame on it fo'
It ain't no thing to me fo'
I got the game in me fo'
Tso tank dogs playing you raw
Shit talking nigger crosser
I'ma toss ya, i'ma flip ya, i'am punch ya, i'ma kick ya
Motherfucker get a picture
We real niggas

C-murder
Just a little a ghetto boy
A motherfucking miller boy, killer boy
Put that pistol in a pillow boy
Ans smoke you and your motherfucking mom
Come on and play dumb
And watch me leave you in the rum
Like a old pair cheesy ass shoes on the proch
Crush you like a roach
And burn you like a torch
Pussy ass niggas don't last to long
I'm down south where them real niggas roam

Chorus reapeat 2x

Silkk the shocker
I remember when i used to carry crack, i used to carry gats
Now they got a fake ass nigga in the hood walking around carring bats
You know i can't be having that
Lucky i left the heat alone, beef alone or i would have been buried black
You know the shit i spit bitch ya heard
Ha what sit on on the curb
Niggas think they funny know you can get it six a bird
That's why i flip birds
You fake ass niggas got on my nerves
I'm from 504 we ain't no joke
Nigga give up your fucking dope

Master p
Grab a camera take a flick
Miller boyz and tru click
Bustas get dealt with ho's get some dick
So hail to the streets cause young nigga we run this
See me life ain't nothing but weed and money
A couple cars, a couple houses so we never go broke
Hotboy got the dope
Man ??? in the ghetto
See no limit is the army and we the soilders
The ghetto commission and tru click thought i told you

Chorus repeat 2x

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18. _ You'll Never Change

( master p )
Sometimes i feel like we all losin
We probly was born losas ya know what im sayin?
They tell us to make a change and all
We make a change try to do the right thing
And they still treat us like criminals
And they'll treat us like...
Like we dont mean nothin to society
You know.... like....like if you black you just be

(chorus)
They say your never gonna change
Think that your gonna stay the same
Your beein the one that they blame
Lord, how can i explain
Knockin you from ?????
And please for me lord make them stop
And try to help them out the game
Cause lord i cant feel this pain

(dig)
I think its time for a change
It seems that im stuck in this game
This cold hearted world got a nigga feelin the pain
I cant explain how i live my life
I keep my mind on six figures
And try to keep it tight
Im stressin in the ghetto
And i dont know
Should i hold on.. or let go?
But its damn sure like
Grabbin a blunt, sayin lets blow
Nigga you know wassup
Man i gotta be real
Cause in this muthafuckin place niggas gotta have skill
My episeris keep my mind on top of the night
Im seen spys, so im no longer father figure tonight
Everytime i look up, somebody die
Im wonderin why
Is it because they live they life as a ????
Wont you change my... ghetto ways
Cause im tired of livin in the last days
But always on my knees as i pray
Screamin from the top of my voice
'lord save me'

(chorus)

(mac)
Look in my eyes, and tell me you see a bright future
Since its a angle of a stranga it might suit ya
Theres so many words
I wish that i could change the way the way we was raised
We were ??????? and got enough nerve to hate gays
Maybe i neva undastud life for whats its worth
I never liked church
But i hit the streets and sold my dirt
But im not a heeden
Cause i know what i believe in
Would i fall short of glory
For some fucked up weed n'
This open up the question
Yo were those ur wordz
Or was it somethin man made up to calm my nerves
Well if i didnt walk fo eva
Tell me where will i go
We all ???? i just wanted ta know
(ya heard me)

(chorus)

(masterp)
It aint no justice, aint no peace
See mama gotta eat
Panmdrap to da police in my ?????? st.
I was born a hustler, probly gone die a thug
Grew up in the projects, seein my people on drugs
Society throwin slang tellin me we all equal
But fuck da world, nobody gone help ma people
And they... label'd me crazy since i dropped out of college
But u cant live in the ghetto, wit only book knowledge
A bunch'a broken homes
A bunch'a crack babies
Black on black crime
Damn this shit is drivin me crazy
I cant sleep at night
I went about the game
And if i dont make it, atleast i tried to change

They say your never gonna change
Think that your gonna stay the same
Your beein the one that they blame
Lord, how can i explain
Knockin you from ?????
And please for me lord make them stop
And try to help them out the game
Cause lord i cant feel this pain

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19. _ Soilder Till I Die

Dig:

Them bitch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But no limit put that soldier shit on the map
You niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But no limit put that soldier shit on the map
Them bitch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But no limit put that soldier shit on the map
Them bitch niggas hollar soldier this and soldier that
But no limit put that soldier shit on the map

Verse 1

I hit the street with my soldier fatigues, stand with my heat
I play this game for keeps and watch you bitch niggas bleed, ya heard me
I'm that d-i-g nigga from the third ya dig
Fuck around with me and you get that ass served ya dig
Smoked like herb ya dig, ya heard me bitch
I'm a give it to you raw and letcha burn ya dig
Ya learn ya dig, this is what you earn ya dig
Now you know the word ya dig, no limit soldiers bitch

Chours:

Master p/(magic)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die

Verse 2 (magic)

Bitch i'm a motherfucking soldier till the day that i die
Come, get a little closer, see the tank in my eyes
Man you bitch niggas don't worry me
You screaming soldier but you fake niggas are wannabe's
Yall don't wanna fuck with me
For real, nigga take this soldier shit serious
I hope you niggas are hearing us, yall niggas are fearing us
Who started this, nigga we started this shit
Work hard for the colonel, work hard for this bitch
You from the hood and you's a soldier
But if you ain't that false claiming shit is over
You phony, i heard you snitching to them po-po's
Boy you ain't no soldier, give it up to all them broke hoes
Boy you ain't no soldier, you actin jiggy with your yay nigga
Boy you ain't no soldier, but you gonna get your day nigga
Boy you ain't no soldier, i'm from the ninth ward where we real to this shit
We only taking what belong to us bitch
Cause we motherfucking soldiers

Chorus:

Master p/(magic)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (what)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (ya heard me)
I'm a soldier till the day that i die (what)
We soldiers till the day that we die (ya heard me)

Verse 3 (master p)

Ha ha, what's up to all them motherfucking soldiers out there?
What's up cash money nigga.
We feeling yall niggas.
Niggas think we beefing nigga but it's realer then this.
There's too much money for everyone to get.
What's up dmx nigga, ha ha.
Jay-z, so so def, motherfucking suave house.
Them all niggas soldiers.
Motherfucking rap-a-lot, yall niggas soldiers.
What's up mack-10 nigga, cube, e-feezy, ha ha.
Bone, yall niggas soldiers.
To the north, to the south, to the east.
And all yall real niggas and real bitches in the west, represent.
This song here is only dedicated to the real motherfuckers.
Treal motherfuckers.
Fake soldiers, nigga might take yall stripes and yall guns.

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20. _ The World Is Yours

Ain't one of our fucking kind. it's okay, it's okay.
Don vito.(it's on now) it's rules to 'dis(it's rules to 'dis) but you can't
Break none of 'em.(none of 'em) all we got on the street is ours balls and
Our word.(that's it. that's it.)

(verse 1)
Yo its rules to this shit
And you can't break none of 'em(none of 'em)
It'll cost you nigga
So you can't break one of 'em(one of 'em)
Never get high
On your own supply
Never stunt, never get front nigga
More than you can buy
If a nigga's down on his luck
Never fuck wit him right?
If a nigga rollin'
Never fuck wit a nigga dice
Nigga ain't fuck wit you
Never fuck wit a nigga life
No matter how good she look
Never fuck wit a nigga wife
If a deal go down
Then get the chrome
Never look suspicious when the switch is on
If you think you're tapped up
Then switch your phone
Think a nigga watchin' your house
Then switch your home
Always check your money
In case the shit gets off
You bought into it, know what you gotta do female
Dish it off
Never talk back
Gotta respect the boss
Never leave witnesses(beepbeepbeepbeep)
Gotta check the pulse

(chorus)
The world is yours if you follow the rules and play by it
All you got is balls and words, now stay by it
The streets of rap is still do or die
No matter where the fuck you at, the same rules apply
The world is yours if you follow the rules and play by it
All you got is your balls and words, you gotta stay by it
The streets of rap is still do or die
No matter where the fuck you at, the same rules apply

(verse 2)
I done fucked wit killers in the south
East and west niggas hard
Fucked wit dealers in the north
The rest is broad
Every now and then you might catch me sexin' a star
Ain't no fault the only person i trust is
My guns and guard
We ghetto d.o. nigga and bounce to dat
All my rap sales and crack sale couldn't amount to dat
If i get caught wit more than a ounce of crack
I plead, take a three then i bounce right back
Niggas can't wait to take my place(place)
Niggas can't wait till i make a mistake
That's why i spin it all
Cuz i know i can't take it wit me
Some jealous muthafuckers out there can't wait to get me(ahhhh!!!!)
That's why i check that nigga
If i don't feel that nigga
I'm like "dude, that's my dog,
How you can't be real wit a nigga?
How you gonna steal from me nigga?
See niggas will drill you nigga"
(but boss that's gonna cost)
Well, bill me nigga

(chorus)

(verse 3)
Look, nigga
[fading]i'm a bad dude, shit, body full of tattoos
Type of nigga that your family don't want you hangin' round
Cuz i'm bad news
Drop the hot shit, so i cock shit.....

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21. _ Don't Fuck With Tru

[c-murder]
What now? (stupid motherfucker) what now motherfucker?
I told you bitches, stop talkin all that motherfuckin shit
I'm not gonna send niggaz out fiendin
I'm comin for ya myself bitch!
I told you motherfuckers don't fuck with tru
It was a dumb move nigga
Mow i'm fuckin wit you, now try your lives
While i put this fuckin bullet in your dome
You dumb nigga, i told y'all to leave us alone
How many niggaz got a dolla can't top my shit (my shit)
All these bitch motherfuckers, quit ridin my dick (my dick)
You run your motherfuckin mouth like you a broad or somethin (bitch)
Niggaz actin like they motherfuckin hard or somethin
Yeah, you ain't shit with your clique nigga
To me you a bitch, i'm a real nigga
Jumpin your shit fuckin you wit
Throw them hands or them hot thangs
It's all on you, check my back of my own
Fool i'm nothin but tru c-murder bossalinie of this rap game (rap game)
Bitch i'm rich nigga you know my motherfuckin name
Big bee hive boy and p and bossalinie (bossalinie)
On the tank that'll make you wear smelly
And we don't give a lily fuck about the laws (fuck the laws)
We got big balls (big balls) ghetto supastar drivin big cars
Now if you eva in my hood nigga holla at me (holla at me)
And if you eva wanna fight then throw a dolla at me (ya bitch)
Now the tank will decide if you wanna live or die (die)
Just run your fuckin mouth and i'ma take you for a ride nigga
Fuck what you sayin, it's all on you fool
I told you motherfucker (nigga) don't fuck wit tru

[chorus]
I told you motherfuckers don't fuck wit tru
It was a dumb move nigga, now we fuckin wit you (don't fuck wit us)
Now try your lives while i put this fuckin bullet in ya dome
You dumb nigga, i told y'all to leave us alone

[silkk the shocker]
I told you niggaz don't fuck wit us
Now i'm makin you niggaz gettin clowned
Tell niggaz is bitches
Some of y'all niggaz be pissin, sittin down
Y'all too small, you know what i..
Do to y'all (ooh) my crew ball
And plus bitch look, we do it all
I don't fuck wit (who) him
And i don't fuck wit dogs
So what the fuck you think?
If you fuck wit him, i'm gonna be fuckin wit y'all (never)
See i'll put this gun back nigga
And i'll bust ya all
I ain't give a fuck what ya name is
I ain't give a fuck what y'all call
Niggaz wanna probably just... bust for fun
Niggaz ain't gonna ever ever, not bust no guns
Niggaz is way down the street talkin bout what the fuck y'all done
At the most niggaz, probably wanna cuss and run
Now we self made million-aires
We make the money, money don't make us (make us)
If y'all was us, and we was y'all then i would hate us (ehehe)
Y'all talk about how y'all wanna be us
Y'all ain't nuttin but a bunch of hood critics
It's cause we rap now, shit y'all still would hit it

(chorus)

[master p]
Tru niggaz gone ride wit me
The ghetto's the nba and i'm the lottery
Pick from the streets... from the south to the east
You the beauty i'm the beast
Fuck these niggaz they know who p
From rags to riches, from quarter to seven-fifty
Holla hoody hooo and my niggaz gonna deal with ya
I got the game from my homies
And y'all haters, y'all can't hold me
Niggaz rappin bout niggaz on records like the 80's,
Nigga y'all niggaz phony

(repeat chorus to fade)

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22. _ Run Away Slaves

[voice in background]
Look at the little porch monkeys, fuckin jiggaboo

[master p talking]
My ancestor kunta kinte said
We come over to this bitch, smiling on a banana boat
(and they fucked our bitches and raped them)
They never told us what the fuck we came over here for
(call us jiggaboos)
And did deals with the indians
(wild coyotes)
Ain't no fuckin body ever did no deals with no black folks

[chorus] x 4
We run away slaves
(run nigga run)
They say we free then put guns to our head

[master p]
Now the cops try to arrest me and these bitches wanna test me
My ??? scream p don't let the master get the best of me
The game got me crazy, i'm fucked up i can't sleep
They put dope on boats and planes and did deals with the enemy
That's us, some say in god we fuckin trust
The slavery's fuckin over but the world is messed up
Black on black crime, either you poor or you blind
Life is a welfare line and the homies they doin time
Some niggas they switch for a lighter sentence or they switch
The ghetto is a bitch, niggas live to get rich
Then they slam my fuckin dreams like b-ball
Killin chickens and pigs, just to feed the white hogs
No houses, no meals, no seven acres
Put us in the projects put us on dope and playa hate us
Now lady heroin steady gettin money
Ms. cocoa leaf and weed, damn they gettin blunted
And my homies steady dyin, mothers steady cryin
I'm walkin the straight line keepin my people off the grind
Probation and parole, niggaz in four doors
This ain't for the radio but you run away poor folks

[chorus] x 4

[master p talking]
For all the muthafuckin runaways out there
I mean all us niggas that been incarcerated by technology
By life, by the judicial system, (run nigga run)
By the white folks or even the black folks that think they white
(even the haters)
Martin luther king was a run away slave
Jesse jackson a run away slave
Malcom x, he was a run away slave
Mohammed, run away slave
Farrakhan, run away slave
Muthafuckin no limit, we run away's (me master p)
From the whole record industry
Cause we ain't bout havin 15 percent (i'm a runaway nigga)
We bout havin 100 (i'm about my paper)
We bout teachin other niggas how to get theirs
Cause we gon get ours (you got to)
Y'all get yours, stop hatin
Break away nigga (the media)
The chains is still there (y'all can't stop us)
And this mothafuckin black on black crime (yeah nigga)
It gotta stop (yeah nigga)
Run away slaves
That's just what they want us to do (but we gon go to college)
Nigga be all you can be if you a soldier
(we gon be doctors, we gon bepresident)
No limit army nigga (no limit motha fuckin sports)
(we gon be rap stars)
We run away slaves nigga (maurice collins)
Takin over, we bringin our mothafuckin athletes home
(leland hardy, runaway slave boy)
And we keepin it real, we keepin it treal
(sylvester scott, edward hawkins)
No limit, run away slaves (lawyers, politicians)
That's what we bout, keepin it treal, politickin nigga
(that's what i'm talkin bout)
Black publications (doin what we gotta do)
No more probation and parole (no more hoes)
Colored folks stickin together nigga
(i got the car door open nigga get in)

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23. _ The Tank Goes On

C-murder:
You know you only get one chance to make it
You know what i'm sayin'?
So uh, when that bus come
You better jump up on it
Just like the beat goes on, life goes on

Porsha (o'dell):
And the tank goes on (tank goes on)
You only get one song (don't let life pass you)
And the tank goes on (tank goes on)
You only get one song (don't let life pass you)

C-murder:
It's a small motherfuckin' world
It's big enough to get lost and get tossed
Cause everybody wanna be the boss
And watch that young nigga in the cut
With that rag throwin 'em up
Cause he ain't got shit to live for
And get my lighter off the dresser, among the pressure
And ready to make your baby momma's eyes wetter
We act the fool like in club dreams
??? full of ghetto bitches, and them knockout kings
Me and my nigga green and snoop in the coup countin'
Look we had a dice game
Damn, these niggas want my life man
You paranoid c?
Man, fuck them niggas dogg
I'm 'a ride 'til i die, p told me to take the world on
This be the realest shit, we be the realest click
We got 'em all, even moms at the store buyin' no limit discs
Money don't make me, i make money
Niggas get high and die cause they be stuntin' like some crash dummies
I plant my seed and let my dying breed live homes
And put it in a song and let the beat go on

Porsha (o'dell):
And the tank goes on (tank goes on)
You only get one song (don't let life pass you)
And the tank goes on (tank goes on)
You only get one song (don't let life pass you)
(tank goes on, tank goes on, tank goes on)

Master p:
I got these bitches in my hand, and the world on my shoulders
Pops said, "p you don't understand but you will when you get older"
Your friends will be your enemies, so many pretend to be
Real but they ain't, for the bank of the tank
See no limit is my job even though i live shy
I don't mean kill and rob, but real niggas don't conspire
Sometimes we get wicked, and you don't have to lie to kick it
Gave a few niggas some rolexes and houses, they said they did it
We after big dreams nigga, no schemes (it ain't over yet)
You run your mouth to the feds but me and my boys we livin' clean
I still get a million screams (ugh!)
Y'all know what i mean
And me and tru nigga and silkk and c countin' up that green

Porsha (o'dell):
And the tank goes on (tank goes on)
You only get one song (don't let life pass you)
And the tank goes on (tank goes on)
You only get one song (don't let life pass you)

Silkk the shocker:
Look, you only get one chance
Even i'm blessed but i feel like life is a test
You see me ???
You think its easy being me
You know my own homies don't wanna see me livin' swell
Sell me name to the cops and rather see me locked up in a cell
Can you blame me for not wanting to check the check?
Not knowing things are barley gettin' by
Shit i want it all, even if i don't get it at least i can say i tried
My own friends turned to dope fiends and it shows
Ask me for 20 dollars instead of asking me to come on the road
Can you blame me for wantin' to take my homies up out the hood?
And get moms everything she liked
You know i've been in this rap shit for 8 long years
Y'all thought it happened overnight
Y'all see the money and the fame
But y'all don't see the struggles in the game
It's hard to stay the same
Y'all might notice a change
I'm just tryin' to get my money
See ya only get one chance
You gotta go out and get it and make it happen
Ya heard me?

Porsha (o'dell):
And the tank goes on (tank goes on)
You only get one song (don't let life pass you)
And the tank goes on (tank goes on)
You only get one song (don't let life pass you)

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24. _ The Ghetto Is A Struggle

Chorus-peaches:
The ghetto is a struggle but we've gots to change our lives
We've got to change our lives, oh-oh
The ghetto is a struggle but we've gots to change our lives
We've got to change our lives, oh-oh

Master p:
I've done seen it all in the bricks
Somebody said he would never change
The homies killin' up each other
Shit, i guess that is the dope game
And if you look like a thug, then that mean trouble
See my next door neighbor knockin' on the window
She wanna ???
And my water don't get hot, i got bleach in my holey socks
And my mom started stressin' us why i started sellin' rocks
And this street got my crazy
Momma said i can't lose my baby (damn)
But see these niggas so shady (ha bro?)
Fuck the world if they take me

Chorus

C-murder:
The ghetto is a struggle to me
Who can i be?
Will it bring trouble to me?
Before i rest in peace i ask my auntie to look up in the sky and thank
Before she turn another trigger, take another drink
I know it's hard
Tryin' to survive and not die and stay alive
But who you really foolin'?
Cause we all live a lie
It ain't the same wishin' ya didn't have any
Didn't want it and take it
But if the situation right then it's your pockets i'm breakin'
I lost my conscious when i lost my big brother
Ask my mother, i'm never changin' my ways
Not even for the source cover
I puts it down like that on this track
To give back to the hood
It's a struggle (it's a struggle)
It's all good (it's all good)

Chorus

Silkk the shocker:
The ghetto is a struggle, so i gots to make a change
You know it's hard on the streets, but i've gots to maintain
Mom pullin' up on my sleeve tellin' me don't leave
I'm like, "i gots to do what i gots to do
Because if i don't, i don't eat"
Grew up with the rats and the roaches
Tryin' to stay focused (stay focused)
Tryin' to survive in this world but it's like i stay hopeless
The world is a ghetto and i can't escape that (can't escape that)
Every time i try to prove 'em wrong y'all just prove 'em right
Shit and, i hate that
I know i've made some mistakes black
Deep in the ghetto tryin' to find the queen
Tryin' to avoid the hoodrat
We've go to make a change
And in fact, we should
Just because we in the ghetto
We should still dream see past the hood

Chorus (2x)

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25. _ Dangerous In My City

Master p singing:

Tru niggas love weed and hoes

Silkk talking:

Yeah nigga
Shit's real in the streets.
Shit's real in the city.
Everybody out there.
Ya'll know it's real. (whomp!)
Tell em how we live in the city.

Verse 1 (fiend) :

Fuck excusing and asking, you better take a look at my past tense
I aint had shit, it's a new orleansas ax accent
Laugh when you heard the slowest slurs in my word
Didn't think that the southerens could make you dance to the curb
Nerve, my word sent in my earb,
Getting excited to make your money what its worth
Nigga act like you aint heard, sleepy eye is the tone
Get it on jones, about to bring it own home
Ship me then i'm gone, workin best for the loan
Started with a song, longer money and roam
Fuck anything wrong, you certified gone
I got one lil' homie that'll take it to your nose

Chorus: ( fiend)

It's dangerous in our city
Nobody can tame us in our city
You aint heard? we got gangstas in our city
Bangers in our city, and niggas ready to war if you try to rip me

It's dangerous in our city
Nobody can tame us in our city
You aint heard? we got gangstas in our city
Bangers in our city, and niggas ready to war if you try to rip me

Verse 2: (silkk)

I hop out the blue jeep with the two seats
The drama don't stop thats why i cock at least two heat
All with the slang, all my niggas deep in the game
We keep the heat when we hang, you know the streets that i claim
Nigga i'm just so bad, i rob a bank with no mask
Amung killers and dealers all my niggas about that toe tag
The life style i live nigga is so fast,
If the rap ever stop i never go broke nigga i got dope fast
Or forward, never go backwards dont never drink
Have money on machine, and make sure that the dope addict
From the smallest to the biggest, till check that nigga
Thugged out, ghetto star, livin' legend my nigga
Find me in the projects in the center of the mix
Nigga what dirty south represent it in the middle of the bricks
Nigga fuck see i love hip hop,
A nigga like, fuck that cause my family gotta eat
Shit its like fuck rap

Silkk talking:

Shit you know it's real out here
Niggas need to guard they grill out
Surivival of the fittest my nigga
So hound tell these niggas what the motherfucking deal is

Verse 3 : (full blooded)

You motherfuckers aint smelling what?
Ghetto star committing felonies,
Runnin through your shit squeezing my shit in your belly
Ribs showin', eyes glowin', i lie stunned no ??? one,
When i lie crimes form,
I'ma dogg motherfucker i done tooked the route,
My dogg told me not to take watch them take me out
Got me running closer to demonds
Motherfucker, bloody rum, got me lookin at ceilings
Hear me ??? at the sounds of the church bell
Twenty white guns salute with hounds doggs on my trail
Got me, face down in the mud and shit,
Fucking with out my road dogg they done drugged me bitch

Master p talking:

All man cut the motherfucking lights on
Jay gonna meet the meat with a gimp

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26. _ Tru Homies (street Version)

[master p talking]
Yo silkk and c-murder just remember as brothers blood is thicker than water
And can't no man women or object infiltrate this family

[when my tru homies call me i'll be there
When my tru homies need me i'll be there]

[c-murder]
Damn it feels good to be tru, thats why
I gotta represent the tattoo
We roll deep when we creep in the streets
And stay strapped just like the police
No limit or should i say the army
I feel like can't a damn thing harm me
You don't want to go to war with a soldier
Cuz tru villains throw nothing but boulders
My click assist of hard hitters
A bunch of use to be thug villains
And nobody don't mess with nam' one of us
Cuz we make alot of bustas run from us.
Ain't no such thing as a fist fight
You getting jumped, so you better have your mind right
Give me a call, when it's time to bang up
And i'm there, before the phone hang up

Hook
[when my tru homies call me, i'll be there
When my tru homies need me, i'll be there
When my tru homies call me, i'll be there
I'll be around]

[master p]
I knew one day, my time was coming
But my whole world changed when i put tru on my stomach
And nigga tru stand for keeping it real
And thats why we ride for our homies when our people are killed
I love my momma and my daddy for planting my seed
But me and my homies reminisce over hennesy and weed
And all my loved ones lost trying to hustle and bang
I make rip songs just remember your name
And now kevin you a legend
Even though it send chills up my body, see tru up in heaven
No limit is my life i love my job
Thats why i roll with tru homies like jimmy and boz
And tru is the tank
And me and silkk and c-murder we the links(lanks)
I love my brothers over bitches and some bank
And when if need me, i'm there for ya blanc

[interlude]

[hook]

[silkk the shocker]
[so i'm there when y'all need me. anytime, now look ..]
For my tru soldiers, i put nothing in front of y'all
If something jump off, i'm jumping in front of y'all
Ya' know what, they bet not touch none of y'all
Cuz everybody gotta go, even if they touch just one of y'all
They say silkk you might die, but thats my call
Wrong or right, they right cuz thats my dawgs
Thug living, living like sort of like a menace
Form with ex-cons, people on bonds waiting to get sentenced[you know what i'm
Saying]
And i ride with this tru click
It's no limit for life, look ain't nothing after this
And damn it feels good to be a soldier
I roll with niggas like c and p
???
Y'all my brothers when we fuss, i let ya'll win
Wouldn't trade y'all life for ten million so i couldn't fight over ten
Tru tattoos and tanks just boz and v
Just two a few thats down to ride wit' me
I know y'all want to let me see y'all doing it on y'all own
But if ya fall never hesitate to call me on the phone [i'll be around]

[hook] til fade

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27. _ Suppose To Be My Friend

[master p]
Check this out boo
The only thing that matters is if you happy and i'm happy
You know what i'm saying?
We know this real ghetto love
After the fronting and fighting,
That's where the love making begins real good baby
But our friends aint our friends
Your mama in our businessn your sister in our business
The media in our business
These motherfuckers don't understand

Chorus: (charlie wilson)

You said your a friend of mine, it turned out you crossed the line
I forgive you i don't know why, you said your a friend of mine
You said your a friend of mine, it turned out to be a lie
I forgive you i don't know why, you said your a friend of mine

[master p]
Call the cops for nothing, all the jumping and stunting
It should be kissing and hugging, i mean loving and rubbing
I'm on your team, your on my team, i'm your king, you my queen
I'm the ice you the cream, but your friends love the scheme
Even i told you you was special, see these hoes will sweat you
The niggas will wet you, but the ghetto is pressure
No more fighting in front of the kids, it's time to live big
Build a family tree of figs, and let the haters dig
You my rose i'm your flower, i think about you ever hour
Keep them hoes out our business if you need me just holla

Chorus: (charlie wilson)

You said your a friend of mine, it turned out you crossed the line
I forgive you i don't know why, you said your a friend of mine
You said your a friend of mine, it turned out to be a lie
I forgive you i don't know why, you said your a friend of mine

[snoop dogg]
I tell you all my problems, share my deepest secrets with ya
Hit ya on the side, girl you down to ride
I feel so safe with ya, get cha what you need
A condo in the valley with the keys, palm trees, jet skies
Fly you over seas, it's silly how we did it
Really we commited
I'm dippin out the studio with the too faking
My heart just uh aching, while i'm shaking and snaking
You tell me take a chance so i dance with the devil
I kiss you on the cheek, and now we sneak into the bedroom
Tossing and turning, burning, yearning for love
And you supposed to be in love with my young cuz
What's love got to do with this?, and it's all based on friendship
Ain't that twisted, somebody told my boo and i think it was you
Had to be cause i aint heard from you or seen you, so it must be true

Chorus: (charlie wilson)

You said your a friend of mine, it turned out you crossed the line
I forgive you i don't know why, you said your a friend of mine
You said your a friend of mine, it turned out to be a lie
I forgive you i don't know why, you said your a friend of mine
You said your a friend of mine, it turned out to be a lie
I forgive you i don't know why, you said your a friend of mine
You said your a friend of mine, it turned out to be a lie
I forgive you i don't know why, you said your a friend of mine

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28. _ Tru Homies (radio Version)

** ( ) indicates that the word was bleeped out the song**

(master p talking)

Yo silkk and c-murder just remember as brothers blood is thicker than water
And can't no man women or object infiltrate this family

(o'dell)

When my tru homies call me i'll be there
When my tru homies need me i'll be there

Verse 1 (c-murder)

Damn it feels good to be tru, thats why
I gotta represent the tattoo
We roll deep when we creep in the streets
And stay strapped just like the police
No limit or should i say the army
I feel like can't a damn thing harm me
You don't want to go to war with a soldier
Cuz tru villains throw nothing but boulders
My click assist of hard hitters
A bunch of use to be thug villains
And nobody don't mess with nam' one of us
Cuz we make alot of bustas run from us.
Ain't no such thing as a fist fight
You getting jumped, so you better have your mind right
Give me a call, when it's time to bang up
And i'm there, before the phone hang up

(chorus) o'dell

When my tru homies call me, i'll be there
When my tru homies need me, i'll be there
When my tru homies call me, i'll be there
I'll be around

Verse 2 (master p)

I knew one day, my time was coming
But my whole world changed when i put tru on my stomach
And (nigga) tru stand for keeping it real
And thats why we ride for our homies when our people are killed
I love my momma and my daddy for planting my seed
But me and my homies reminisce over hennesy and (weed)
And all my loved ones lost trying to hustle and bang
I make rip songs just remember your name
And now kevin you a legend
Even though it send chills up my body, see tru up in heaven
No limit is my life i love my job
Thats why i roll with tru homies like jimmy and boz
And tru is the tank
And me and silkk and c-murder we the links
I love my brothers over (bitches) and some bank
And when if need me, i'm there for ya blank

(chorus)

Verse 3 (silkk)

So i'm there when y'all need me. anytime, now look
For my tru soldiers, i put nothing in front of y'all
If something jump off, i'm jumping in front of y'all
Ya' know what, they bet not touch none of y'all
Cuz everybody gotta go, even if they touch just one of y'all
They say silkk you might die, but thats my call
Wrong or right, they right cuz thats my dawgs
Thug living, living like sort of like a menace
Form with ex-cons, people on bonds waiting to get sentenced
You know what i'm saying
And i ride with this tru click
It's no limit for life,look ain't nothing after this
And damn it feels good to be a soldier
I roll with (niggas) like c and p
???
Y'all my brothers when we fuss, i let ya'll win
Wouldn't trade y'all life for ten million so i couldn't fight over ten
Tru tattoos and tanks just boz and v
Just two a few thats down to ride wit' me
I know y'all want to let me see y'all doing it on y'all own
But if ya fall never hesitate to call me on the phone

(chours) till fade

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29. _ I Don't Want You No More

[silkk the shocker]
Look, for real, you need to stop calling me with that bullshit.
Somebody tryin to make money, make it happen.
When you get your shit together you can hollar at me.
Look.

Now i don't know why you keep playing all these childish games
You older then me so why the fuck you keep playing
Not the chick i thought i'd see, thought you would be
I know that's you cause your number keeps showing up on my caller i.d.
I can't even go on the road without you all on my shoulder
Talkin bout giving an autograph to a chick you like,
Why you talkin to them hoes
Like all that extra buggin
If you trippin you can leave
Cause you know that i don't need all that extra luggage
Just leave, pack your shit up, aww fuck all that extra hugging
I can, because that's why i got all these extra cousins
I'm a thug and i stay thugging
I hold grudges, that's why i never ever talk to my ex in public
Now we supposed to be just friends, now you getting all possessive
All agressive, i'm like chick, just pause for a second
See that's why i was kinda scared to hit the skin
Cause i'll be mad as fuck, i come back, you left and hit the benz
You say you got pictures of this chick who i was walking with
Talking with, now you on some old stalking shit
Now first place i don't want you, i talk to you to get close to your friends
You know what, i gotta short temper, you just getting close to the end
Now what

Chorus

He don't want you no more
Cause i never let you do the things that you think that you'll do
He'll be out the door
Cause he see's that your the kind of girl that shows up to no good

[c-murder]
Man, this girl crazy.
What, what.

Now when i first met ya i told ya that i had a girl
But you overlooked that, all you seen was diamonds and pearls
You wanted a nigga in the spotlight with money and shit
So you can run and tell your girls you my honey and shit
Looking for the finer things but i'm just sexing you up
You keep on calling, huh, but i keep hanging you up
Your girl told my nigga that we getting engaged
I felt played, i didn't know that you was sick in the head
To fall in love with a thug and now you hating my boo
You should have listened to your friends and don't fuck with tru
And i was just a little horny and you looked so good
With your pretty face and ass made me wish i could
Fuck you and your girl if yall down with that
I told you that i was a dogg and you was cool with that
So dry your eyes, i'm out the door and quit sweating my show
I told ya, like a man, i don't want you no more

Chorus

[mr. serv-on]
Say boo, it ain't like you was with me when i was serving fiends
So i don't owe you shit, right now turn in your jersey, you ain't on my team
So what, got tired of scratching on my s
It wasn't like that when you was at my hotel biting on my chest
When i met you you was still breathing for another
I let you wear my tank, excuse the first couple of calls to my baby's mother
Now it's am i married or do i have a woman
You was never mines in the first place so why the hell you fussing
I hear our names going big in the beauty salons and nail shops
I told ya, keep it between us or we gotta never stop
But you couldn't keep your mouth closed
So guess what, take all your paper boo and make your way to the door
See me, i ain't with that he see or she saw her with me shit
So if you see me don't play me like no bitch
So when it come up to this and i'm goin do what i gotta do
I'm a take it to mines so stay tru, what you wanna do

Chorus till fade

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