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No black sheep, played the back seat for months
Stayed from the Tanqueray, bitches and blunts
Still Mac nigga, ain't changed
Got the rings and the gold
Now bitches wanna know my name
I penetrate em, then I em
I let the next nigga date em, cuz I hate em
I spit voodoo, to the hard to get hoes
And at the end of the night, I rippin off
You fuckin with the realest, from lyrical
To killers and dealers and cap peelers, and street
From villians to chillers, we millions
And paid to protect scrilla
So the fuck you talk about winners?
You hear that camouflage when you hear my name
I represent the shell shocked cuz it's in my
(No soldier) is on my left arm, I took it in blood
your hood up if you a thug
And all them say

[Chorus:
(Woah!)
You see a soldier on the holler
(Woah!)
You them soldiers on them beats holler
(Woah!)
Every time them soldiers holler
(Woah!)

[Kane &
Load your weapons, grab your
We sprinkle daily verbs tracks
Hit the like heart attacks
my lyrical hammer cock back
And leave bullet holes in your and 'Lacs
The thing we give them hoes is a dick and a smack
Gangstafied Kane & Abel you know the assassin
and mashin, kidnappin and head bashin
Razor blade slashin, the endo passin
For the cash and, woah it's bout to
you want (?) ugly with that 223
Hit em up in 3-d, now it's from tv
Niggas hated, I sho hated
Spark the weed,
See game, we regulated

[Mr.
Nigga, you me
The nigga spell everything out? (Nah)
The that'll run through your motherfuckin set and bang
your hoe motherfuckin out (Fuck nigga)
The nigga that's catchin these niggas and beatin em
Cuz they Tanks, they don't know what the fuck it mean
Nigga, the fuck, that's about punchin your fuckin mouth
The nigga that'll the club up
Nigga, I don't give a if you bangin or slangin
Nigga when I put this Tank up you get rowdy as the fuck
But if you think I was gonna this motherfucker without
a line
K-L you done lost your mind
Stop the track cuz these niggas don't about my click black
I with the M to the A to the C
the S to the E to the R to the V
Fuckin the T to the A to the N to the K
And when I come motherfucker and I raise my Tank up high
You best some a you coward motherfuckers gon die

[Big
Nigga I claim?
Nigga I TRU!
I hang with niggas that's with TRU tatoos
I got my name Big Ed from what I put between
I got my name Assassin from the way I empty out
Wear the No Limit soldier, at heart
Hittin niggas with aways when I toss em I break em apart
Niggas get your guns up if you
And when Assassin hit the stores, buy the if you bout it
it

[Snoop
Rowdy gangsta in this motherfucker,
So I can come through and it TRU and do what the fuck I

I bust, I keep it TRU the 'ginnin
Snoop Dogg, the representer from Long city
A TRU tank dog, bank in y'all face
If try to come close, y'all can't run this race
I place my above the stack
With my homeboys Mac and sack you fact, we strap for
We got your back, don't even flip out or out
Or dip out, niggas lookin at me strange
My game to maintain, I let it go, I sell it don't it
Y'all can't touch it motherfucker, or bail it, for

X:]
Biggest mama, drama two here I come
Put down for my last son, the one
Mac the don, get your shine on cuz it's your
And I'ma get my rhyme on and spit like
Cocked nine millimeters the ghetto
Mia X-rated, golden plated
Face it, they hear me on the K-L track
All niggas grab they head and jump back
Hollin Woah cuz it's goin down lips to dick
I'm so tight I make you never wanna see the mic
And spit, the matter rhymes next to mine
I'm mama superior, you is fearin the
warfare I exhale
Some fake bitches you name is Mel
anybody, hip hop or glock
On TRU close your shop, woah