[C-Murder]
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Say Magic, Snoop bro
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The whole world know we bout it, you know what im saying
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We millionaries, but uh, lets show everybody what No Limit is
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Where we from, you know what im saying
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(Chorus)
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I'm from the motherfucken N-O L-I-M-I-T
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You niggas cant fuck with me (4x)
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[C-Murder]
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Nigga I'm C-Murder, known to get rowdy in the clubs
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Sell tapes to my niggas in the hood selling drugs
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I'm a tru member, cause I'm tru to da game
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Ask P, I got tru blood running though my veins
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I'm a soldier, leutinent, all my tank dogs run
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Nigga jump, bitch I'm comin to get all ya'll
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Hustling is a habit, dope is a hobby
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Still faced with charges of a motherfucking robbery
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From the east to the west, coming downsouth killers
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Leaving tapes like weight, only thug niggas feel us
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I'm a motherfucking rider, full of tatoos
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And I represent the projects, Cali-0 1-2
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A nigga get killed, for running out the crackhouse
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A nigga like me smoke weed untill i pass out
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I'mma represent (why) cause I'm in the tatoos
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On my arm read motherfucking no limit
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(Chorus 4x)
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[Magic]
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You niggas want it hard, shit, you best beleive that we got it
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I'm with C-Murder and Snoop, so you know we getting rowdy
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We run the south all the way up to the westcoast
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Collaborated, giving ya'll the best of both
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Picture the power, ain't nobody stopping this clique
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So don't even try it, cause ain't nobody can fuck with this shit
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We some bad motherfuckers, on the way to the top
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SEE WE CAN'T BE STOPPED!
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Can you blame us, the fucking world can't tame us
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We handled our business, now we all fucking famous
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C-Murder was the case till life or death
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Now skys the limit, cause Mr. Magic is next
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Recongize the real, and you tell me who's the gimmick
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You gotta be a soldier to ride with no limit
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I'm finished, but before I go
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I got love for California like I got love N.O.
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(Chorus 4x)
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[Snoop Dogg]
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I'm born and raised in the 2-1-3, the 3-1-0
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the 5-6-2, but now I represent the 5-0-4
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for sure, see ain't no limit to this
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We do it up all night and we keep it trump tight
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Do what we have to, it will be a tragedy
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Tell 'em quit fucking with your dawg Magic
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shit, I'm bout to get drastic on they bitch ass
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And send all your fake ass soldiers to a casket fast
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On the dip up state, holler at my homeboy
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hook it out, on the homie Billy Bathgate
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Now heres a toast to the coast where they represent the most
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Gangsterish niggas i know get the money and then they get ghost
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And slide to another location
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Living downsouth, in the house, for my summer vacation
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I'm blasting on sight, I'm ashing all night
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And ain't no limit till I get my motherfucking paper right
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(Chorus)
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No Limit
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Magic |