[Snoop Dogg]
 Yo nephew  give me some of that No Limit shit
 Yeah..
 We got my nigga Fiend in the house
 C Murder in this motherfucker
 Mystikal all up in this bitch
 Goldie Loc  hm hmm
 My nephew Silkk the Shocker
 Oh yeah  we got somethin for the ladies too
 Mia X  run this bitch

 [Mia X]
 Lyrical arsonist  lady alligator
 Down South  hustler  former weight smuggler
 I'm Mother, of the Tank, gave birth to an army
 Guerilla millionaires, so don't even ask, if you wanna
 get to clappin, soldier action specialty of style
 We made the whole world respect the underground while
 some of y'all niggaz talk shit and get mad
 Cause we did it with a foot up your ass, and it's still there
 I cares not about your click or the block
 I'm still that same bitch to run up in your spot and knock you off
 Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
 Keep them niggaz by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
 Missin the game, damn bitch it's written in plain ebonics
 So shake that come-up off you brain and do the knowledge
 Mia X, kickin off the ghetto symphony
 Next soldier up, tell em who the FUCK you be

 [Fiend]
 WHUT? It's Fiend y'all
 Put me in the ring with real MC's, and watch em run for cover
 and hidin in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe on
 Bleed on, exceed on!
 Weak rappers with titles after twelve
 Hit a bell that's what I'll feed on!
 Microphone Don, walkin flesh, talkin bomb
 Bringin harm, to the calm, and, them be alarmed
 It's the African, oh, you wanna battle again?
 I'll turn, you and your mans, to my yesterday plans
 Oh damn, totin two pistols like Yosemite Sam
 Old man be grand, loud as the Southern band
 Pickups and caravans, the soldier, that could, that can
 I would be the man, but Dogg beat me to them plans

 [Snoop Dogg]
 Next up, on the M-I-C
 C-Murder, get busy for the symphony

 [C-Murder]
 I be's that nigga on the tank, always trippin never slippin
 Have you reminiscin and missin, that fool in your picture
 Call me Bossalinie BITCH without the Mo's at shows
 And FUCK dose who oppose (why?) we runnin them hoes
 three-hundred and sixty-five motherfuckin days a year
 I have your fool staggerin just like a bottle of beer
 You niggaz runnin from the cops, well I ain't runnin no mo'
 I flip the bird when I swerve, man, FUCK them hoes
 I'm crazy my nagga, but uh, I thought y'all knew that, shit
 Oh you ain't see the news? Shit I'm the nigga with the TRU tat
 Ask my nigga Keno, shit, I just don't give a fuck
 And if you run up wrong, I'ma fuck you up, you bitch you

 [Snoop Dogg]
 Next up, on the M-I-C
 Silkk the Shocker get busy on the symphony

 [Silkk the Shocker]
 Now would I COME THIS FAR FUCKER? If I didn't sound like a hit
 Y'all didn't know what the fuck y'all thinkin bout
 You sound like a bitch (beotch!)
 Shit it sound like a wish, you know when you got a motherfuckin hit,
 bitch?? When it sound like this!
 Or you fake niggaz get enough heart, and try to bust a
 rhyme at this click
 Fuck around and miss, then fuck around and get
 found in a ditch
 Gotta labels give me dough, when they find I can, gross this much
 Freestyle shit, you can tell em I ain't, wrote this stuff
 Silkk the Shocker, KLC perv and mash like, Snoop and Dre nigga
 Y'all can relate to ??? ??? get a contract like, MJ nigga
 Nigga where you from? You sweata, FUCK YOU AT?
 N-O-L-I-M-I-T, Top Dogg, and I'm FUCKIN with that

 [Snoop Dogg]
 Next up, on the M-I-C
 Mystikal get busy on the symphony

 [Mystikal]
 WHOO SHIT MOTHERFUCKER GOD DAMN!!
 I keep it HYYYYYYPE, BITCH I'M THE MAN!
 When the FUCK you ever heard somebody say that they don't say my song
 or that I don't roll on every fuckin person RAPPIN ON
 (That nigga Mystikal tighter than a muh'fucker) HAHHHHH?
 I came up off of _Peter Piper_ bells and the LL's _Bad_
 ??Nee?? nigga to be pissed off with me
 cause their old lady they call me their baby
 MC's pilin up and crowdin up, but I'm their FAVORITE
 The type to fly buyin a Z-28 IROC
 And chop you in your motherfuckin face (HIII-YAH)
 Your album ain't tite, WHAT IN THE FUCK IS YOU PUSHIN?
 You played out just like old woman pussy

 [Snoop Dogg]
 Next up, on the M-I-C
 Goldie Loc, get busy on the symphony

 [Goldie Loc]
 Now watch me put these haters to the test, accumulatin with my stress
 Fold em fuck em fifty, get the shit up off my chest
 Releasin anger, all natural gangsta energy
 Goldie Loc the name, Dogg House game
 Motherfuckers better start backin up (whattup whattup)
 We in the Tank punk busters, motherfuckers don't wanna see us loc'd up
 Little Goldie Loc, Goldie Locks the same thang
 Smashin for the hood, cause I wanted to gangbang

 [Snoop Dogg]
 Last up, I believe that's me
 Snoop Dogg, light up the mic for the symphony

 This jam is dedicated to all non-optimistics
 That thought I wasn't comin, out with some exquisite, rhymes
 But that's OK, cause now I'm back
 To kill all the rumors, and straighten the facts
 Like umm, doin bad, gettin ganked for my bank
 Now you all on my dick when you see I'm TRU Tank Dogg
 You say, "Mmmm mmm mmm! Ain't that somethin
 Dogg I bought yo' album, my nigga, that shit is bumpin
 I apologize, I'm sorry for the drama
 Can I get your autograph for my baby momma?"
 Shit I'm settin it off, lettin it off, bustin
 Hustlin, rushin, dustin motherfuckers
 Droppin the heat, lock up the street, we 'posed to
 I put this pistol in your mouth, now what you gon' do?
 Top of the line, first class
 I pop a cap in yo' ass, then pop some more in the glass
 Too legit to quit, I'm spittin gangsta shit
 Man fuck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin

 No Limit, yeah, that's what's happenin
 Fuck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin
 Yeah
 In the real world, talk is cheap
 Actions speak louder than words
 No Limit Records, here to protect and serve