Master P talking: (Yo man you high yet?)
 Chorus:
 Don't start no shit it won't be no shit
 Let me tell you motherfuckers who you fucking wit
 Niggas say fuck ya'll bitches say fuck ya'll
 No limit soldiers we gon ball til' we fall
 Say niggas say fuck ya'll bitches say fuck ya'll
 No limit soldiers we gon ball til' we fall

 [Master P]
 Master P and Big momma we the Bonnie and Clyde of rap
 Nigga we strapped wit projects that's why we stay fully strapped
 And now the world wanna know why the fuck we a menace
 See how I make them say unhh then I came out with No limit
 But you see I hang with ex-convicts and motherfucking dealers
 And the world wanna P nigga is you really a killer
 Fuck the game I came to make change fuck the fame
 I came to put other motherfucking soldiers in the game
 And when I'm gone nigga I bet I make ghetto history
 But I don't give a fuck about my enemies cause
 I got my motherfucking tru niggas with me
 Silkk, C-Murder, Big Boz, and Mama Drama
 And I'm sending motherfucking one way tickets to the Bahamas
 See the ghetto got me stressed but fuck it I ain't gon cry
 But when I'm goneniugga make sure all my enemies die

 Chorus

 [C-Murder]
 Nigga ask yourself do youreally wanna fuck with this here
 Now think about it dog do you thinhk you gon see another year
 Bitch I'm Bossaline do you really know what the fuck that means
 That means that means I come to your set
 with no regrets and make you a dream
 See I'm deadlylike a motherfucking snake biting crack
 I've seen niggas with a fallen ?
 but they know they ain't never coming back
 I'm kinda like public service bitch I'll cut your lights off forever
 Bitch be spittin at your dome I'll get caught in rainy weather
 I rest in No Limit to the shit that I'll do you
 Nigga I'll cut your head off and send your body to a army look brutal
 Same shit when you cross my click you playa haters and snitches
 Tru niggas stick together so nigga fuck ya'll bitches

 Chorus

 [Mia X]
 Mama Mia southern girl fuck old susanna I totes
 Two blocks and rocks of camoflauge bandanna
 I keeps them on cock when I'm riding through the hood
 Cause soldier haters live for plottin something no good
 I wish you would try to get your rap an attested Mama
 I gots the kind of cash to make sure they never find ya
 I'm trying to do thre right and live my life in peace
 Help my soldiers make it better with the Colonel Master P
 But we can still get rowdy rowdy as fuck
 And we got millions of niggas riding with us
 Put em up for tru playas click tight for life
 And make shots at fake haters who ain't playin it right

 Chorus: repeat to end