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No black sheep, played the back seat for months
Stayed away the Tanqueray, bitches and blunts
Still Mac nigga, ain't changed
Got the rings and the chains
Now bitches wanna know my whole
I penetrate em, then I em
I let the next nigga em, cuz I don't hate em
I spit voodoo, to the most hard to get
And at the end of the night, I off clothes
You fuckin the realest, from lyrical spillers
To killers and dealers and cap peelers, and street
From villians to chillers, we made
And paid killers to scrilla
So what the fuck you talk about
You that word camouflage when you hear my name
I represent the shell shocked cuz it's in my
(No Limit soldier) is on my arm, I took it in blood
your hood up if you a thug
And all niggas say

[Chorus:
(Woah!)
You see a on the streets holler
(Woah!)
You hear them soldiers on beats holler
(Woah!)
Every time them soldiers speak
(Woah!)

[Kane &
your weapons, grab your gats
We sprinkle daily verbs tracks
Hit the chest like attacks
When my lyrical hammer cock
And leave bullet holes in Bourbons and 'Lacs
The only thing we give them is a dick and a smack
Gangstafied Kane & Abel you know the camouflage
Blastin and mashin, kidnappin and bashin
Razor blade slashin, the endo passin
For the cash and, woah it's to happen
What you want (?) ugly that 223
Hit em up in 3-d, now it's banned tv
playa hated, I sho hated
Spark the weed,
See game, we regulated

[Mr.
Nigga, you me
The nigga that spell everything (Nah)
The that'll run through your motherfuckin set and bang
your hoe motherfuckin out (Fuck nigga)
The that's catchin these niggas and beatin em down
Cuz wearin Tanks, they don't know what the fuck it mean
Nigga, that's the fuck, that's about punchin your fuckin
The nigga tear the club up
Nigga, I don't give a fuck if you or slangin
Nigga when I put this Tank up nigga you get rowdy as the
But if you think I was gonna leave motherfucker without
spellin a
K-L you done lost your motherfuckin
Stop the track cuz these niggas know about my click black
I with the M to the A to the C
the S to the E to the R to the V
Fuckin the T to the A to the N to the K
And when I come through motherfucker and I raise my up high
You believe some a you coward motherfuckers gon die

[Big
Nigga what I
I claim TRU!
I hang with niggas that's killas with TRU
I got my name Big Ed what I put between hips
I got my name Assassin the way I empty out clips
the No Limit soldier, thuggin at heart
Hittin niggas with throw aways when I toss em I break em
get your guns up if you rowdy
And when Assassin hit the stores, buy the album if you it
it

[Snoop
Rowdy in this motherfucker, loco
So I can come through and it TRU and do what the fuck I

I bust, I keep it TRU from the
Snoop Dogg, the representer from Long city
A TRU dog, bank y'all in y'all face
If try to come close, y'all can't run this race
I my self above the stack
With my homeboys Mac and sack you fact, we strap for
We got your back, don't even flip out or out
Or dip out, these niggas at me strange
My game to maintain, I let it go, I sell it tell it
Y'all can't touch it motherfucker, or it, for real

X:]
Biggest mama, drama two here I come
Put for my last son, the camouflaged one
Mac the don, get your shine on cuz it's time
And get my rhyme on and spit like nine
nine millimeters the ghetto diva
Mia X-rated, platinum plated
Face it, when they me on the K-L track
All them niggas they head and jump back
Hollin Woah cuz it's down like lips to dick
I'm so tight I make you bitches never see the mic
And spit, the matter rhymes next to mine
I'm mama superior, you hoes is the
Lyrical I exhale
fake bitches like you name is Mel
Battle anybody, hip hop or
On TRU I'ma close shop, woah