[Intro: Master P]
Yo locs n***a sh**, I know you done whipped up this motherf**ing dope
But we gonna break these n***as off
But, uh I need to go out and handle my business with some of these n***as
Cause uh n***as out here rapping, or should I say yapping
They don't realize that, n***a this is real life, this reality
You know what I'm saying n***a when you say something about a n***a
You got to be ready to die for that sh**, you know what I'm saying
I mean its like uh, n***as out here wanna be me, eh
n***as know the real from the fake man
I smell the motherf**ing jealousy everywhere I go, n***as is wearing it
But uh, we bout to handle this motherf**ing sh**
We gonna set the motherf**ing record straight Ugh
[Chorus x3 - Master P]
There they go, there they go, there they go
Ugh
Pa** me them thangs, let's get em
[Verse 1: Master P]
I get swole like a boulder, b**h I'm a soldier
Y'all running from the rollers
I slang tapes like crack
My rhymes so pure hit it with two seven eight come back
And the game won't change cause I'm the dope man
But why y'all n***as still running off at the mouth man
TRU n***as don't talk sh**
We in the game stacking Gs, y'all n***as still trying to get me
With playas and hustlas
But y'all can't make no money cause y'all n***as bustas
The game won't change
Y'all n***as mad cause Master P got some change
Seen a n***a in the ghetto slangin' dope
Now y'all buying my sh** out the record store
And yo baby mama loving me
And every time you turn on the TV I feel you mugging me
But I can't be stopped, can't be stopped
Cause real TRU n***as make their money from slangin' rocks
Eh, y'all n***as slangin' bunk rhymes
That's why I'm in the game and I got mines
And y'all Jewish brothers hollering that black sh**
Quick to sell a motherf**er to the white b**h
For fifteen percent
That ain't enough money to pay my motherf**ing rent
I made a movie n***a think I'm slangin' c**a leaves
Nobody questioned Bill when he smoking weed
And Pac and Biggie taught me a lesson
What, never leave without your Smith and Wesson
[Chorus x3 - Master P]
[Verse 2: Mystikal]
b**h you went from the man that go ahhhhh and the man that go uggh
Ought be proof enough to your a** that there just ain't no limit to the sh** we doing
Only way they keep people from saying my name is to put a dick in your mouth
I piss on your porch, sh** in your house
Somebody said that n***a was talking about me, I heard that
I could f** you up with words but you don't deserve that
Go ahead rhymes rest your f**ing barber, but hurry back
I take a braid out my own head, whip yo a** with one of my plaits
Mad cause I'm bringing home big old shows my n***a with no tax
Jumping cause we got a bigger fan base and gold plaques
Unfortunately a couple of things that in this industry that n***as don't understand
Ninety percent of this sh** is your business, ten percent of this sh** is your timing
Slangin' tapes across the whole planet
Mystikal, Master P, Silkk the Shocker going to keep this b**h jamming
Above the standard, No Limit is on the charts slamming
f**ing with what we planned they going to leave you dead where you standing
Ain't that fool y'all
[Verse 3: Silkk the Shocker]
Real n***as don't f**ing talk, we be silent, silent
Real n***as don't speak, they speak with f**ing violence
That's why I play these motherf**ers like hockey
They mad cause they hoes jock me
They can't stop me so last result is to copy
See P where they at (There they go, there they go) I spot em, I got em
Probably mad cause we on the top and they on the bottom
See uh, you run your mouth n***a, I be like n***a what
Trying to talk that sh** about us, they want to be just like us
They talk about one, talk about all of f**ing us
f** n***a quiet around k**ers and dealers who don't give a f**
See I'm on some evil murderous devil sh**
Got n***as over n***as head couldn't get off I was the government
(Damn what you say n***a) I roll with n***as with big triggers
I got million dollar sh** n***a with big figures (TRU n***as)
And y'all can tell em, we soldiers off the bat
We don't f** around we stay strapped
Give a f** what y'all talking about you know where we at
Wherever, whenever, however it goes
I wash your mouth out with soap
Rush you straight up you won't say our name no f**ing more
Here we go
[Outro: Master P]
All y'all fake a** n***as, n***a going to get y'all
Cause you know what
A real TRU n***a, when he go to jail, he never rat on his partner
He get caught by the police TRU n***as don't talk
Whenever TRU n***a fall off in the street, he hustles
Cause TRU n***as know how to pop back up
They don't need to use other n***as names or another n***as motherf**ing game
A TRU n***a is a motherf**ing man, got to stand on his own n***a
All y'all fake n***as, y'all eventually going to fade with the motherf**ing wind
Until then n***a we bout it bout it and rowdy rowdy n***a, No Limit for life
T-R-U n***a and when I say T-R-U, I mean the whole No Limit family
The motherf**ing group TRU, Master P, C-Murder, and Silkk n***a
Family, remember that