Yeah n***a
We gonna feed em weed and Hennesey, get em high together motherf**er
Silkk the Shocker (get em high n***a, get em high n***a)
Shorties with game (No Limit n***as)
Come out and feel the world, this time n***a (gon' ride n***a, get em high)
Chorus: Master P
Give em weed, and Hennesey, and let's ride n***a
Let's ride n***a, let's ride n***a
Weed, and Hennesey, and let's ride n***a
Let's ride n***a, let's ride n***a
[Master P]
Holla P! That mean fortune and fame
Scream, No Limit still TRU 2 Da Game
A buncha, young n***as gettin rich with plats
How many, thug n***as still bustin the shot
How many k**ers comin up makin scrilla with change
How many, young n***as still down in the game
I couldn't, lose my soul tryin to make these ends
I couldn't, watch my enemies and watch my friends
I live the life of a young n***a wantin to ball
I said, mama pray when I walk the halls
I got 3rd Ward n***as throwin up the sign
My little cousin Jimmy home on, eighteen to die
I live the life of a ranger, rowdy rowdy
I live the life of a rapper that's Bout It Bout It
I got the feds tryin to chase me, wantin the plat
I got my own homies sendin, my name to the coppers
I smoke weed, and Hennesey, uh-huh
To forget about all that sh**, uh-huh
(get em high n***a, let's ride n***a)
I smoke weed, and Hennesey
Just to make it through the days man
All this bullsh** I'm goin through
[C-Murder]
I got a hand full of money, a pocket full of d**
Leave em standin in they shoes and makin moves with thugs
I'm homegrown in the ghetto, result my mind's under pressure
You leave your sh** wide open, No Limit n***as gon' test ya
We ride deep but TRU dat, hitin hard like bricks
Ain't no punks in my click, b**h a** n***as be sick
My TRU G's gettin high off my lyrics, my present spirit
And healthy n***as shout for God hearin
A coward dies a thousand d**hs a soldier die once
So n***a let's get high, off these Hennesey and blunts
Chorus
[Silkk the Shocker]
It get hard tryin to shake these bustas tryin to shake these fools
I know a million n***as down to ride and still don't break the rules
I'm always on like f**in lights respect might check you like some nights
Always precise, Silkk the Shocker, get my motherf**in name, RIGHT!
n***a game sewed like a spider, til ends fall like a Nike
Disrespect I hits you with a tec and watch I shake you up like DICE
Now watch a million n***as follow me, like I was a f**in idol
They're like vital signs of a line of n***as deep in their thoughts
Cause there isn't no sunshine
Get away from the one-time got caught sometimes
But other times, I got away
If you a busta, you can't cop none if you a real, you can relate
See we No Limit, we dirty like dozen, wild with my two brothers
Couple partners couple cousins, other n***as I really can't trust
Weed it helps me get high, times for that, vibe and we ride
We strapped with four-five n***a do, or f**in die
Block to block coast to coast n***a from k**ers to drug DEALERS
Affiliate my name with all the real k**ers and thug ni**aZ
T.S. washin on fake n***as, a b**h no f**in LOVE
When I grab for snap automatics come off
Like dancers drawers in strip clubs
Ain't no thang, d**h with no motherf**in pain
I lost some in the past, had to charge a lot of sh** to the game
But fake n***as gonna drop, real n***as stay on top
Til my homey, came up dead
He said one of my n***as workin with the feds
It's time to side up, we some bunch of riders showin trials
I plug shots in the motherf**er, you don't wanna die
Chorus w/ variations
[Master P]
That's how we gonna do it to start off the nineteen ninety-eight
Silkk the Shocker legit, Charge It 2 Da Game in February, hahah
My little brother C-Murder in this b**h (No Limit)
Master P (Soldiers)
Huh, we gonna feed em weed and Hennesey (I thought I told ya)
And to them motherf**in fake n***as
We gonna feed em hollow tips
Can't fade us, can't beat us, No Limit
Ain't no motherf**in gimmick (think nine-seven was alright)
TRU n***as for life ya heard me? (but nine-eight gonna be the YEAR)
Ha-hah
Nineteen ninety-eight n***a