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(phone ringing)
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No Limit studios-"No Limit studio"
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Master P-"Yo nigga, whatcha'll workin' on?"
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NLS-"Nigga, who the fuck is this?"
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MP-"This P, nigga, whats happenin'"
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NLS-"This ain't no mutha fuckin' P. Nigga, you ain't got shit betta to
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do than play on the muthafuckin' phone?"
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MP-"Man, take me off muthafuckin' speaker-phone an' pick the phone up.
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This P nigga. Stop fuckin' playin'"
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NLS-"Nigga, if this fuckin P, nigga, say 'uhh', nigga. Fuck"
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MP-"Nigga, I ain't bout to say no muthafuckin' 'uhh'. Pick the phone up,
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nigga"
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NLS-"Nigga, what?"
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MP-"I'm on my muthafuckin' way right now"
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NLS-"Come on then, come on then nigga"
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Da Last Don, nigga (remix)
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Ha ha (ha ha)
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Master P:
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Make em say uhhhh!
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Uhhhh!
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Na na na na
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Na na na na
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Make em say uhh
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uhh
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uhh
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uhh
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uhh
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uhh
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uhh
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uhh
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uhh
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uhh
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uhh
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I told ya I'm the colonel of this muthafuckin' tank
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Don't make me get rowdy and start pullin rank
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My comrads with tanks
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With diamonds and TRU tats
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We make em say 'uhhhh'
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An' 'how ya do that'
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third ward hustlaz
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On these streets chasin' riches
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Penetentury chances
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Cause this a risky buissiness
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A No Limit Souldier
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Commanderin' Cheif
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An' Michael Jackson
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Can't rock a muthafuckin' party like me
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I'm bumpin' for the real niggaz, playaz, and hustlaz
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Qualified killaz, certified head-bustaz
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Got love for the North, South, East, to the West
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Soldierz throw ya rag, Killaz how ya' vest
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Flashin' red lights
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Runnin' from the rollerz
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If life was a movie, 'CUT'
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Pass me the dojah
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Chorus:
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Make em say uhh
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Uhh
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Na na na na
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Na na na na
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x3
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Fiend:
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Well, if ya knew
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something. Fiend
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still tryin' to do somethin'
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TRU smokaz dont gotta blow
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We done already blew sumpthin
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I still want the green, cornbread, and the cabbage
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No Limit savage
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One known as the baddest
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When I was bustin out expeditions you wasnt ready
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Bangin like soft black cannon
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Bangin' out the 4-7
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Lyrically a machete
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I dig da dirt and bury
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Fiend, the excited private on any mercinary
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I hurt an' make you worry
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Like this were you
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Can't get get a tank dog salute
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P's already suit
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I represent the boot
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An' the world is rowdy, rowdy
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Makin' you say uhhh
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with the colonol, Mr. Bout it
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Chorus x2
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Silkk:
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P gon' make ya say uhhh
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I'm gon' make ya say ahhhhhhh
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But this time I'm gon' get rowdy by sayin na na na na na
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I'm a cash deala'
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A No Limit ass kicka'
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I'm a bad nigga
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Fast nigga
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Ain't the last nigga
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keep my mind on my money because I like riches
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House full of tight bitches
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An' call me, I might hitcha
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Now make em say na na na
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Tryin ta act hard core
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Betta for the flow
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Na na na na na na
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Now get the ball loose
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Kick the boot an drop the verse (64-5)
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I'm tryin' to clock the scrilla
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But it's hard not to hurt
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Now I'm a No Limit soldier
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So I get my strength through my duties
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Bout to make em scream 'MISTER'
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Like the movie (na na na na na)
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Chorus x2
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Mia X:
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You know we showed you once before the tank couldn't be stopped
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Playa hataz jack alot cause they just jockin' they spot
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Off the top
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Think not
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Run up on me
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cock 9 milla mamma Mia
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Asshole eata
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Head still wouldn't wanna be ya
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See ya
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At the top of billboards
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Yeah we lookin down
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Wavin at you muthfuckaz
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How you like me now?
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cuz dis country, way back
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laugh at bout it bout it
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Now everybody screams they want to be rowdy rowdy
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T-R-U what we claim
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represent dat dirty south
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4-star major general Mamma work and come out about
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I ride wit No Limit soldiers
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Yes we checkin'
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Wit' the colonel Master P
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He be the Ghetto Dad (?)
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Paper chasaz what they labled us
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Heaven knows
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If that ass tried to play wit us
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Gotta go
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So we know what we do
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It's never gon die
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World-wide in yo' hood
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P gon' make ya say
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wooooo
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Chorus x2
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Snoop Dogg:
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Man, I'm smokin' on some chop-chop from S-G-V
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No Limit family wit' the D-P-G
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Last Don, Big Dogg, what's up? what's happenin'?
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Nigga run up
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We gon' tear da club up
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Top rank, best dank mo' bank in dis game
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Who could t be? Ya'll know my muthafuckin' name
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I ain't neva met a gangsta who ain't loved to bang
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Especially one who can |