(feat. Fiend, Q.B., Magic, C-Murder)



[Fiend talking]

Yo, Yo

What's up to all my muthafuck soldiers, 

my thugs, my warriors, my survivors out there

It's Fiend excited private wit' C-muthafuckin' Murder, 

Q.B., Gotti, and Mr. Magic 

When we hit 'em we hit 'em hard u heard me



[chorus x2: Fiend]

Don't cry now

Nigga, don't wine now

We'll make it that yo people can't identify yo ass now



[Fiend]

Launched n missiles

And grams and pistols

Blastin' these things that whistle

Burnin' up shits u

And fuck it I won't miss u

A lethal weapon my profession

500 G's 

500 G's that put inches n yo life

Surounded by 500 please

Remember n grieves

Tha solider to beez

Wit' a fro

I beents out smokin' trees

Hit tha Z's

Made 'em breeze

And blow to they knees

Ran over interstreets

By a tank on D's

I stank theese

Wearin' some black chains and a safety

Y can't we just get along

I'm gettyon Jones

I'm known

For breakin' bones

Believin' that I ain't wrong

Introducin' yo shows

And a strong Whomp! Whomp!



[chorus x2]



[Gotti]

Young niggas dyin' n my city

And I ain't showin' no pity

So I'm holdin' my head

Trynna keep from an early grave

Known as tha "Path that's Laid"

Lord forgive me simple wayz

But I was lost n tha game

Strapped n, through theese tryflin' streets

Knowin' that tha "Breed of Life" might bury me

But I ain't worried, I'm holdin' chrome

Protectin' my dome

I'm trapped n a storm

Catched these folks that trynna do me home

Wit' crisis over my head

Nigga dodgin' tha FEDz

They rather see me n a cell

Nigga trapped n jail

I make bail

And me and Pheno raisin' hellllllllll 



[Q.B.]

I represent Uptown

Make tha wrong move u get bucked down

Dude, fuck now

Q.B. on tha buck round

No hesitation, no status

Pack a nine automatic

And to pull a bullet to n yo family

Niggaz don't really wanna see us rhyme

We puttin' niggaz on tha news and givin' 'em muthafuckin' t.v. time

Respect tha name n tha authority

And a nigga barged n tha same room so nigga naw wit' us uh

Q muthafuckin' B we would never run

We back shit

Bitch niggaz get they back twisted

We crack shit

Niggaz need to get they fuckin' practice

Don't fuck wit' my crew and let us snatch this



[Magic]

I'm gon' raise hell muthafucka

Hope ya'll ready for me

I can move wit' tha nite, I got veins on my teeth

I'm from tha 9th Ward

Home of tha killas and wigsplitters

And lots of dead bodies

I heard a twelve-year hit it

I've been trained by tha best

Bring yo cop killaz

And I won't wear a vest

And u still facin' death

Don't cry now

Bitch nigga, don't wine now

Cuz I'm all up n ur shit

And u figure, U 'BOUT TO DIE!

Hold on, wait a minute, I smell pussy

Still wet behind tha ears, lil boy u still a fuckin' wookie

U messin' wit' a hard hitta

(automatics shooting)

U FEEL ME NIGGA!!!!!



[chorus x4]



[C-Murder]

They label me a crazy muthafucka wit no hesitation

I'ma blast wit' a sawed off strip, to a niggaz ambition

I'm Bossalinie

And I roll wit' these TRU thugs

Givin' niggaz meanmugs

>From tha ghetto I get much love

Ain't no muthafuckin' crosses

Wit' all these crime bosses

Nigga, Nigga, make a move

 I'll have u sleepin' wit' dead dudes

My tattoos, represent my identity

It reveals tha hard-will of a hard-kill nigga that's n me

My enemies on a rampage, tryn avoid my presence

Fearin'  imediate death, like a fateful pheasant

N my kingdom, only strong soldiers live, that's tha law 

Of tha ghetto, I broke my hand on a fool's jaw

I'm southpaw

Hand to Hand combat, it's very neccesary

My first option, is fightin' all my advercaries

That nigga flinched, when my muthafuckin' gun went "POW"

U heartless muthafucka, don't cry now



[chorus x6]



[Fiend talking again]

There, u muthafuckin have it

Some of tha youngest hard niggaz n tha muthafuckin' world

Understand this here

Us soldiers, No Limit Soldiers til' tha world blow up

Or a god show up

U HEARD ME!!!!!!

Don't cry now

If yo people can't identify yo ass now

HAHAHAHAAAAAAA

Take me out this muthafucka