[big ed]. Chorus. We some mob niggas. Bust your ass out your hilfigers. No limit mercenary killers. We some thug niggas. We some tru niggas. What you wanna do nigga.
[mia x]. See niggas be screamin tru like it's the new thing to do.. But tru is the way of life nigga.. This ain't no motherfucking fad.. Mama mia, big ed, master p, c-murder, mister silkk the shocker..
[big ed]. Now we been friends for a very long time (true). I'm trying to figure out how to make you mine. Candle light, soft music, sippin' wine. Your esscence got me like my, my, my.
[master p]. Big ed, fiend, mystikal.. You all get in, get the motherfuckin money.. And if anybody moves, huh, buck em.. . It's a 211, don't make it a 187.
[master p]. We the worlds biggest click, no limit niggas we riders. The worlds biggest click, no limit niggas we riders. The worlds biggest click, no limit niggas we riders.
Playa haters haters. . Military minded, usually blinded. Lookin for a crew like mine, you can't find it. We all be soldiers but I'm also an assassin. I came out the womb with my trigger finger blasting.
Silkk(echoin himself):. Now I'm bout to take the world into a no limit rodeo (feel this). P can ya understand this one?. Now see we gonna keep it bout it and rowdy.
Nigga, and we don't give a fuck. If you don't give a fuck. Then we don't give a fuck. If you don't give a fuck. Then we don't give a fuck. You got a problem with us.
(big ed). Chorus. Nigga make some room, nigga back up, back up. No limit soldiers bout to act up, act up x2. . (big ed). Ha, ha were my mother fuckin soldiers, it's time for war (attention).
[master p]. You know what?. This ghetto got me so crazy. My life, it almost feel like I'm a phone call or ring away from death. Ain't this fucked up. Big ed, tell a story of the streets.
Big ed(lady):. Man, fuck man. Hey lou man, don't you get new fuckin phone man. You can't even page nobody on this mutha fucka man. Man fuck that man, look my nigga finger gettin all tired an shit man.
[big ed]. Yo, funky sons, help me out. . Chorus. [sons of funk]. I'm yo soldier (every soldier needs some thug love). You'll never find another (every soldier needs some thug love).
Master p(o'dell):. Ya know what(I miss you). Its' like, uh? how many times(I really miss my homies). We must go through this how many records we gotta make like this.
[big ed]. . I am the hardest. . Nigga on wax, big ed back (assass' on). No limit soldier retracts, I got my blast on. Hard to the bone, military minded nigga.
[master p]. Uhhhhh!. Ha ha.. Big ed, full blooded, and mystikal.. Whether it's in the bed with the hoes on these streets we go to war.. . [big ed]. The battles begun heavy kissing on the front line.
[fiend]. Whomp! whomp!. . Direct to all surviours on the battlefield. Let's hustle up, get blunted up and test you, what the fuck?. Muscle up, it's very crazy, for all the killings.
Chorus: [big ed] (mo b. dick). . Fuck who you wanna fuck (fuck who you wanna fuck). At the fuckfest. Suck who you wanna suck at the fuckfest. Eat who you wanna eat (eat who you wanna eat).
[verse 1]. Nigga me fall off, could never be soft. Forget about it. Win at all cost, born to be raw. Forget about it. Do I bust with my tec, over respect.
[c-murder]. I mean mug fake niggas that be testin' my presence. So duck and run, young nigga, 187 ya fellows. Friend or foe, you'se hoe, so dry ya eyes I'm bustin'.
[big ed]. Throw your hands up if you gettin down tonight. Throw your hands up if you gettin freaky tonight. . Now don't be shy see you twirkin over there baby.