[Snoop Dogg]
Yo nephew, give me some of that No Limit s***
Yea..
We got my n**** Fiend in the house
C-Murder in this motherf*cker
Mystikal all up in this b****
Goldie Loc, hm-hmm
My nephew Silkk the Shocker
Oh yea, we got somethin for the ladies too
Mia X, run this b****
[Mia X]
Lyrical arsonist, lady alligator
Down South, hustler, former weight smuggler
I am Mother, of the Tank, gave birth to an army
Guerilla millionaires, so don´t even ask, if you want to
get to clappin, soldier action specialty of style
We made the whole world respect the underground while
some of y´all n***** talk s*** & get mad
Cause we did it with a foot up your a**, & it is still there
I cares not about your click or the block
I am still that same b**** to run up in your spot & knock you off
Broad, with the cause (yea) b**** on a mission
Keep them n***** by they nuts while you hoes be d*** kissin
Missin the game, d*** b**** it is written in plain ebonics
So shake that come-up off you brain & do the knowledge
Mia X, kickin off the ghetto symphony
Next soldier up, tell ´em who the f*** you be
[Fiend]
WHUT? It is Fiend y´all
Put me in the ring with real MC´s, & watch ´em run for cover
and hidin in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe on
Bleed on, exceed on!
Weak rappers with t**les after twelve
Hit a bell that is what I will feed on!
Microphone Don, walkin flesh, talkin bomb
Bringin harm, to the calm, and, them be alarmed
It is the African, oh, you want to battle again?
I will turn, you & your mans, to my yesterday plans
Oh d***, totin two pistols like Yosemite Sam
Old man be grand, loud as the Southern band
Pickups & caravans, the soldier, that could, that can
I´d be the man, but God beat me to them plans
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
C-Murder, get busy for the symphony
[C-Murder]
I be´s that n**** on the tank, always trippin never slippin
Have you reminiscin & missin, that fool in your picture
Call me Bossalinie b**** without the Mo´s at shows
And f*** dose who oppose (why?) we runnin them hoes
three-hundred & sixty-five motherf*ckin days a yeahr
I´ve your fool staggerin just like a bottle of beer
You n***** runnin from the cops, well I aint runnin no mo´
I flip the bird when I swerve, man, f*** them hoes
I am crazy my nagga, but uh, I thought y´all knew that, s***
Oh you aint see the news? s*** I am the n**** with the TRU tat
Ask my n**** Keno, s***, I just don´t give a f*ck
And if you run up wrong, I ama f*ck you up, you b**** you
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Silkk the Shocker get busy on the symphony
[Silkk the Shocker]
Now would I COME THIS FAR f*****? If I did not sound like a hit
Y´all didn´t know what the f*ck y´all thinkin bout
You sound like a b**** (beotch!)
s*** it sound like a wish, you know when you got a motherf*ckin hit,
b****?? When it sound like this!
Or you fake n***** get enough heart, & try to bust a
rhyme at this click
F*ck around & miss, then f*ck around & get
found in a ditch
Have got to labels give me dough, when they find I can, gross this much
Freestyle s***, you can tell ´em I aint, wrote this stuff
Silkk the Shocker, KLC perv & mash like, Snoop & Dre n****
Y´all can relate to ??? ??? get a contract like, MJ n****
It aint where you from; it is where the -- f*** YOU AT
N-O-L-I-M-I-T, Top Dogg, & I am f***** with that
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Mystikal get busy on the symphony
[Mystikal]
WHOO s*** m*********** GOD d***!!
I keep it HYYYYYYPE, b**** I´M THE MAN!
When the f*** you ever heard somebody say that they do not say my song
or that I do not roll on every f*ckin verse I am RAPPIN ON
(That n**** Mystikal tighter than a muh´f*cker) HAHHHHH?
I came up off of _Peter Piper_ bells & the LL´s _Bad_
??Nee?? n**** to be p***** off with me
cause their old lady they call me their baby
MC´s pilin up & crowdin up, but I am their FAVORITE
The type to fly buyin a Z-28 IROC
And chop you in your motherf*ckin face (HIII-YAH)
Your album aint t**e, WHAT IN THE f*** IS YOU PUSHIN?
You played out just like old woman p****
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Goldie Loc, get busy on the symphony
[Goldie Loc]
Now watch me put these haters to the test, accumulatin with my stress
Fold ´em f*ck ´em fifty, get the s*** up off my chest
Releasin anger, all natural gangsta energy
Goldie Loc the name, Dogg House game
Motherf*ckers better start backin up (whattup whattup)
We in the Tank punk busters, motherf*ckers don´t want to see us loc´d up
Little Goldie Loc, Goldie Locks the same thang
Smashin for the hood, cause I wanted to g*******
[Snoop Dogg]
Last up, I believe that is me
Snoop Dogg, light up the mic for the symphony
This jam is dedicated to all non-optimistics
That thought I wasn´t comin, out with some exquisite, rhymes
But that is OK, cause now I am back
To kill all the rumors, & straighten the facts
Like umm, doin bad, gettin ganked for my bank
Now you all on my d*** when you see I am TRU Tank Dogg
You say, "Mmmm mmm mmm! Aint that somethin
Dogg I bought yo´ album, my n****, that s***´s b**pin
I apologize, I am sorry for the drama
Can I get your autograph for my baby momma?"
s*** I am settin it off, lettin it off, bustin
Hustlin, rushin, dustin motherf*ckers
Droppin the heat, lock up the street, we ´posed to
I put this pistol in your mouth, now what you gon´ do?
Top of the line, 1st class
I pop a cap in yo´ a**, then pop some more in the glass
Too legit to quit, I am spittin gangsta s***
Man f*ck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin
No Limit, yea, that is what´s happenin
F*ck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin
Yea
In the real world, talk is cheap
Actions speak louder than words
No Limit Records, here to protect & serve
Yo nephew, give me some of that No Limit s***
Yea..
We got my n**** Fiend in the house
C-Murder in this motherf*cker
Mystikal all up in this b****
Goldie Loc, hm-hmm
My nephew Silkk the Shocker
Oh yea, we got somethin for the ladies too
Mia X, run this b****
[Mia X]
Lyrical arsonist, lady alligator
Down South, hustler, former weight smuggler
I am Mother, of the Tank, gave birth to an army
Guerilla millionaires, so don´t even ask, if you want to
get to clappin, soldier action specialty of style
We made the whole world respect the underground while
some of y´all n***** talk s*** & get mad
Cause we did it with a foot up your a**, & it is still there
I cares not about your click or the block
I am still that same b**** to run up in your spot & knock you off
Broad, with the cause (yea) b**** on a mission
Keep them n***** by they nuts while you hoes be d*** kissin
Missin the game, d*** b**** it is written in plain ebonics
So shake that come-up off you brain & do the knowledge
Mia X, kickin off the ghetto symphony
Next soldier up, tell ´em who the f*** you be
[Fiend]
WHUT? It is Fiend y´all
Put me in the ring with real MC´s, & watch ´em run for cover
and hidin in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe on
Bleed on, exceed on!
Weak rappers with t**les after twelve
Hit a bell that is what I will feed on!
Microphone Don, walkin flesh, talkin bomb
Bringin harm, to the calm, and, them be alarmed
It is the African, oh, you want to battle again?
I will turn, you & your mans, to my yesterday plans
Oh d***, totin two pistols like Yosemite Sam
Old man be grand, loud as the Southern band
Pickups & caravans, the soldier, that could, that can
I´d be the man, but God beat me to them plans
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
C-Murder, get busy for the symphony
[C-Murder]
I be´s that n**** on the tank, always trippin never slippin
Have you reminiscin & missin, that fool in your picture
Call me Bossalinie b**** without the Mo´s at shows
And f*** dose who oppose (why?) we runnin them hoes
three-hundred & sixty-five motherf*ckin days a yeahr
I´ve your fool staggerin just like a bottle of beer
You n***** runnin from the cops, well I aint runnin no mo´
I flip the bird when I swerve, man, f*** them hoes
I am crazy my nagga, but uh, I thought y´all knew that, s***
Oh you aint see the news? s*** I am the n**** with the TRU tat
Ask my n**** Keno, s***, I just don´t give a f*ck
And if you run up wrong, I ama f*ck you up, you b**** you
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Silkk the Shocker get busy on the symphony
[Silkk the Shocker]
Now would I COME THIS FAR f*****? If I did not sound like a hit
Y´all didn´t know what the f*ck y´all thinkin bout
You sound like a b**** (beotch!)
s*** it sound like a wish, you know when you got a motherf*ckin hit,
b****?? When it sound like this!
Or you fake n***** get enough heart, & try to bust a
rhyme at this click
F*ck around & miss, then f*ck around & get
found in a ditch
Have got to labels give me dough, when they find I can, gross this much
Freestyle s***, you can tell ´em I aint, wrote this stuff
Silkk the Shocker, KLC perv & mash like, Snoop & Dre n****
Y´all can relate to ??? ??? get a contract like, MJ n****
It aint where you from; it is where the -- f*** YOU AT
N-O-L-I-M-I-T, Top Dogg, & I am f***** with that
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Mystikal get busy on the symphony
[Mystikal]
WHOO s*** m*********** GOD d***!!
I keep it HYYYYYYPE, b**** I´M THE MAN!
When the f*** you ever heard somebody say that they do not say my song
or that I do not roll on every f*ckin verse I am RAPPIN ON
(That n**** Mystikal tighter than a muh´f*cker) HAHHHHH?
I came up off of _Peter Piper_ bells & the LL´s _Bad_
??Nee?? n**** to be p***** off with me
cause their old lady they call me their baby
MC´s pilin up & crowdin up, but I am their FAVORITE
The type to fly buyin a Z-28 IROC
And chop you in your motherf*ckin face (HIII-YAH)
Your album aint t**e, WHAT IN THE f*** IS YOU PUSHIN?
You played out just like old woman p****
[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Goldie Loc, get busy on the symphony
[Goldie Loc]
Now watch me put these haters to the test, accumulatin with my stress
Fold ´em f*ck ´em fifty, get the s*** up off my chest
Releasin anger, all natural gangsta energy
Goldie Loc the name, Dogg House game
Motherf*ckers better start backin up (whattup whattup)
We in the Tank punk busters, motherf*ckers don´t want to see us loc´d up
Little Goldie Loc, Goldie Locks the same thang
Smashin for the hood, cause I wanted to g*******
[Snoop Dogg]
Last up, I believe that is me
Snoop Dogg, light up the mic for the symphony
This jam is dedicated to all non-optimistics
That thought I wasn´t comin, out with some exquisite, rhymes
But that is OK, cause now I am back
To kill all the rumors, & straighten the facts
Like umm, doin bad, gettin ganked for my bank
Now you all on my d*** when you see I am TRU Tank Dogg
You say, "Mmmm mmm mmm! Aint that somethin
Dogg I bought yo´ album, my n****, that s***´s b**pin
I apologize, I am sorry for the drama
Can I get your autograph for my baby momma?"
s*** I am settin it off, lettin it off, bustin
Hustlin, rushin, dustin motherf*ckers
Droppin the heat, lock up the street, we ´posed to
I put this pistol in your mouth, now what you gon´ do?
Top of the line, 1st class
I pop a cap in yo´ a**, then pop some more in the glass
Too legit to quit, I am spittin gangsta s***
Man f*ck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin
No Limit, yea, that is what´s happenin
F*ck all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin
Yea
In the real world, talk is cheap
Actions speak louder than words
No Limit Records, here to protect & serve