race. Not one soul gives notice, not one breaks out, to care or to mend. Trample the weak, live for yourself. unlearn. We are our own Assassins.(6
a trick ass bitch (trick ass bitch) [chorus 4X] I'm bout ta pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!) Lay down on the flo' (flo') Want the G's and the money or
bust on the cops Bullet wounds in my back keep me paranoid I'm hearing gunshots, ducking behind cars Will I end up in the grave or the penetentary? Oh
damn thing funny all my niggas know we live for weed and money platinum and vogues on the walls of my company cuz TRU niggas live life motherfuckin'
(feat. Da Hound, Soulja Slim) Go head big baby Soulja Slim's in this mothafucker with Da Hound from girttown and C mothafuckin' Murder Know what I
jock me we ghetto millionares so them feds going to watch me paper chasing for green ain't no punks on my team I live the life of a thug fo fill'in
pursue my dreams I told them haters don't play no games got a bunch of bout it mother fuckers screamin' my name left the life of crime for the life of
bangin' thug niggas 3rd ward Cali know where we hangin' ghetto's soliders mercenary we rhyme this game is life or death and its your soul or mine we
soldier would you die for this shit "no" P I told ya your true to the game but your ain't true to me nigga be yourself you can't be me or P my veins
the rep I'm a soldier toldja that's 211 [Fiend] Womp womp, nigga this Fiend I'm a surviving soldier you could tell by my breed or my feed cuz if I bleed
(feat. Silkk the Shocker) Alot of people don't realize how us young black businessmen down here in No Limit doing it But they do understand we making
the g's and thugs Now slide me the Cong', I get that red in my eyes I'm so high, I don't give a fuck if I live or I die Now where I'm from (Prime Suspects
I wanna see my kids go to school Feel My Pain Chorus (x2) Nobody knows when your time gone come I live life to the fullest, True niggas don't run Anticipating your death
(feat. QB) [C-Murder & Leanerd Dawg talking] Say lil' Learnerd Dawg (What's happenin'?) Nigga you heard of QB? (Yah, why wassup?) Well, yu know that
niggas go jock,watch how many bitches i get MISTER Paperchaser, Mr. Egg head splitter Mr. ride everythang from New York to the motherfucking Bay nigga If the tank on it,or
ain't even rap tight I smoke weed all day and sell dope at night No Limit Soldier tatted on my arm best believe Cause if it's life or death nigga, somebody
It's four in the morning, mamma got tears in her face Love from my tombstone try to relocate But in my tank lord I got faith Five hundred dollars or so
I know we tied to the ghetto, but uhh life's a bitch You know, we was dealt some bad cards But you know, we gotta deal with it Lifes hard, so lets show
