[C-Murder talking]
What's happn' yo what's happn' n***a oh salt shakin' a** muthaf**a
n***a talkin' bout keep it real n***a this the realest sh** you
Gonna run up on ya dig TRU n***a what's happn' No Limit forever
Lil' daddy it's cool let me holla at ya dawg check this real sh** out
[C-Murder]
n***a n***a I'mma rider never gave a f** about the other side
Me & my n***as we love to get high
An break the rules
Like fools on a mission cause we thugged out & trapped
I only give my real n***as dap
Me & my click is so close it's f**ed up
My n***a Nu got drunk & yet we all throwed up
An showed up ready to blow some sh** up like Castro
These n***as bout to straight get plucked
I'mma millionaire
These ghetto n***as put me there
Showed me love
n***a pa** the dub
It's a TRU thang
Respect it like your last name
Or get touched boy
I don't give a f** boy
[Chorus: C-Murder]
No Limit n***as we thug n***as we love n***as
TRU n***as on a mission muggin' in club n***as
No Limit n***as we thug n***as we love n***as
TRU n***as on a mission don't give a f** n***a
[Reapeat]
[Afficial group member #1]
Pull out the Porsh chicks run to the car
Blow my smoke to the sky blazin' dutches cigars
I got the street in my veins my block runs thru my blood
Plead guilty to tha charges when I'm facin' the judge
f** it I'll do the sentence lift weights & read books
Make me a millionaire in jail wit a mill on my books
Only understand crooks ya'll n***as is s**ers
I'm in a booth waitin' for a CEO to front us
I got the hood relyin' on me not to mention myself
So if the drug game dead I can rely on my wealth
Nine outta ten n***as is haters I'm the other one
Like startin' fires that blazes & stackin' my funds
[Afficial group member #2]
Uh hu I bet ya'll love the way I flips em' out
Funny guy hu now watch how these clips come out
I done took it where ya'll can't go now how bout that
I done turned these straight up n***as into stumblin' cats
An they mad at me cause they say I spit it to rough
An throw it at you like a chick who don't get it enough
What is it X-ray vision the way I see thru this cats
That's why I roll wit thugs who love the squeeze them mac's
Remember back til' when we hid them stacks in alley ways
Now we keep that dough comin' & goin' like holiday's
[Chorus]