nigga, and we don't give a fuck if you don't give a fuck then we don't give a fuck if you don't give a fuck then we don't give a fuck you got a problem with us we'll shoot this bitch up
chorus [Big Ed, Silk] My entourage be some souldiers fool I thought I told ya nigga we bust at the rollers and knock your head up off your shoulders cause you don't want to see us cause if you do glock cocked with ski masks nigga a bunch of killers with tattoos
[Silk] ahhhh atten hut about face to his head nigga in charge label full of killas and drug dealas convicted thug niggas and tank doggs how you like me now bitch got to run it with a whole gang of hard hittas ya'll have to check us or respect us like motherfuckin guard sentence better duck when I bust you ya killed numb I'm in a rush so don't touch me sayin fuck ya'll feel it blowin out the past though but I be playin you assholes startin wars like Castro enemies casket close ask my foes look knock em down like back door to the end like I'm ten fold never go to war with us niggas unless you can last hoe look I stay muggin therefore I stay thuggin look fuck who you with I lose you bitch you mean nothing to me like my fuckin play cousins now we heartless sleep in the dark cause you don't want to start shit told you I'm a soldier bitch I come to get you if I'm mobile like I was cordless like a phone let it be known I'm from the land of the trigga slangers nigga bangers that's why in the morning I sign nothing with my trigga finger so don't test me
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[Big Ed] now if you see me ski mask glock cocked 17 shots hit your whole block oh you're not when your ladies panties drop at the hotel spot lock now load tank doggs explode see the whites of their eyes unload for the automatics empty magazines, then reload nigga what, nigga wet who them bustas be with I got a 120 round clip for situations like this I'm makin gangstas move wearin gangsta shoes my entourage is bout it bout it makin gangstas groove Silkk the shock what's that on your stomach (Silk) That's my TRU tattoo well I'll be god damned nigga cause I got that on my stomach too No Limit Soldier, military steppin cock back your weapons Glocks, Hechler Kochs, Sig Sauers, Rugers, and Smith & Wessons Big Ed be the captain of this army who pops me and another killer fuse here so you really didn't harm me murderous onslaught, my entourage keeps blastin nigga the only way you can see me is inside the outcome ASSASSIN
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[Mystikal] fool if I aimin at your motherfuckin head bitch I ain't gonna miss you but your people gonna miss ya my heart colder than the air conditioner they breakin and duckin and dodgin to get out the way from the fuck of my picture it just a ridiculous I'm prove it to you if it's cool, then it's cool if I say move, then you better move I done told you we No Limit Soldiers we ballers we on a mission now can't nobody hold us we outta control on you bitches that's what we remainin maintainin, ya'll ain't hangin from what we brangin we put that jock in the knock and it's bangin and sangin I know what you thinkin but before you can do you screamin Don't shoot that's your ass options are limited now whatcha gon do if you're a bitch, you gon cry like a pissy baby if you're on your shit, get your skinny let em fry like bacon if you're scared, say you're scared (I'm scared) then know I'm breakin your neck and breakin that leg as soon as I put this shit down for Big Ed this entourages is vicious that's my dog that's my niggas, that's my fuckin cool edition
chorus X2Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
