[Master P]
What's up with all y'all TRU n***as
Uuhhh, at ease!
And truettes
Rest of my soldiers out there, Kevin Miller
This ya motherfucking colonel
Rest in peace 2Pac
Of the motherfucking team
And all y'all up there soldiers
What's up big Boz, n***a!
Master p
I got C-Murder with me
T. Scott
L.D
Silkk the Shocker
Big Mo
Gangsta T
And you know what?
Big man

We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
Big Pokey
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
Mr. Serv-On (Randall)
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
Mia X (T-Dub)
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
KLC
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
Mo B. Dick
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
Craig B
Hulk, n***a!
So, bitch get your mind right, I thought I told you
Kane & Abel
So, bitch get your mind right, I thought I told you
Skull Duggery
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
T-R-U
All y'all motherfucking TRU soldiers
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you

[Verse 1: Master P]
N***a, I'm busting me locs, but I'm hitting em down with jokes
Y'all n***as on the ropes, got your hoe on the scope
Bitches watching me, jocking me
N***as, blocking me, cocking me
'Cause I'm the hardest motherfucker, out here rocking
I got the game in shades, got them n***as in blades
I got them hoes on a rage because the n***a gets paid
I've got n***as from coasts, slinging my dope
Got n***as and G's that roll them keys to record stores
Get paid with fatals, n***as hard to cater
N***a turning the tables, but n***as living like potatoes
Get chopped up in games, n***as running my name
Master P up in chain, Is he dead? He's the man
But I be busting, hustling, n***as ain't trusting I'm a soldier
That's why n***as ain't trusting no bitch or no n***a
Hoe or no sucker, fiend or no clucker
But ready to hustle with boulders, bigger than your shoulders
Running from the rollers, gone on that doja
'Cause cowards despise, soldiers we ride
Killers with attitudes, but ready to die
Cause chickens get plucked, hoes get fucked
Turkeys get stuck, and n***as get cuffed
Ready for combat, my gat with my hard hat
Strapped with my crew and my n***as and all that
Down for whatever, n***as straight rowdy
Ask any motherfucker in America, they'll tell you we 'bout it
Soldiers out that tank, bust and don't think
Lose your life if you blink
Fucking with them soldiers on the tank, 'cause

[Chorus: Master P]
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you

[Verse 2: Silkk the Shocker]
Let's get ready to rumble, them n***as stumble
Hit them with left blows
Fuck it, got death for you
Ready to got to war? Let's go!
We killers and realers, drug dealers and killers, fuck it
No Limit soldiers, close your eyes
Now, picture me folding dollar bills
I stay fucking TRU, n***a, fuck it, n***a, do ya
N***a, I come to life and I scare all you busters like Freddy Kruger
Gangstafied, n***a, true to the game, n***a
Stay fucking pulling triggers, fuck up all y'all n***as
Cause I'm so fucking T-R-U, represent, I thought you knew
Cause killer, killers, killers all I be around, n***a, fuck it, fool
About face, this No Limit soldier
One to the two to the three (hah hah)
N***a I tried to told you
Everybody quiet.... while I load up this rifle (attention!)
Now all my soldiers start fighting
It's time to go deep cover
Lethal Weapon like Danny Glover, smother like jelly
Really, go deep like Jim Kelly
Fuck it, all y'all busters, open up y'all bellies
Think we playing, bitch, well, we ain't
I heard we had drama motherfucker
Put up the benz and I'mma drive the tank
'Cause all I wanted to be was a soldier
All I wanted to be was a soldier, soldier

[Chorus: Master P]
No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you

[Verse 3: C-Murder]
I'm a No Limit motherfucking soldier 'til I die
We run this place and I say the same shit with a gun up in my face
I ain't scared to die, bitch, like I said before, hoe
3rd Ward, I'm from that motherfucking Calliope
The projects supported worldwide by drug dealers
Transforming wimpy-ass n***as into killers
Taking over, worldwide, doing shows overseas
Bringing bitches to the telly, put them hoes up on they knees
Gangstafied, like my motherfucking homies Kane & Abel
No Limit, the world's number one fucking rap label (worldwide)
Competition get smoked like we smoking blunts
I take a player hater and knock out his fucking fronts
Dope slinger, but now I'm slinging CD's
A million records, platinum, it used to be some quarter keys
TRU tattooed on my back, bitch, that's my click
Ready to hop into some motherfucking gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P, or should I say John Gotti
Real n***as put ya guns up, if you feel me
But if you talk shit, bitch, you better kill me
Like Skull I'm a Hoodlum Fo' Life, I told you
We be some motherfucking No Limit TRU soldiers

[Chorus: Master P]
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you

[Verse 4: Mia X]
Hard times got my mind on cock, and massive thoughts be the plot
Top priorities, the family dope and royalties
My loyalty, fiends with a gang of true n***as
No colors, just a bunch of ignorant motherfuckers
Trust my pen is an infrared
Hollow-tips be my lyrics dipped in venom when I send them
They split your head wide open
My rhymes on fire blood, but you can't smoke ne'er a one
Don't try to come, don't even touch the mic
My shit so tight, it's more correct than right, when I recite
Absolutely, you booty-ass hoes and n***as
Perpetrating behind water gun triggers
Hurry up and figure out that studio Gotti's catch hotties to the mouth
Who got that clout, don't act surprised 'cause it's that bitch from the south
Mia X, hoes, you don't want no problems
Get so much respect, even your n***as call me mama, the biggest one
To come stomping out the N.O., the crescent
Testing, chin-checking, wrecking when I'm flexing on your whole crew
Who wants to go to war with this lyrical arsonist
Ya talking shit, I'll having ya running for the thesaurus, cause I'm walking with
The big dogs without hesitation, unlady like as ever
Full of, verbal annihilation
Escaping, po-po's chasing, want to catch me but they can't
I made em think, and now they too scared to run up on the tank
No Limit, you can start it, but we n***as is the hardest
To deal with, keeps the steel, and the plastics to peel with
In reach, so we can touch your ass, any place
And leave a 'Bout It scarf on your face, we soldiers

[Chorus: Master P]
No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you
We No Limit soldiers, I thought I told you

[Master P]
I thought I told you
TRU n***as wave your guns, show your tattoos
Soldiers for life, n***a
Jumping off the tank
Stay Tru 2 da Giz-ame