n***a, and we don't give a f**
If you don't give a f**
Then we don't give a f**
If you don't give a f**
Then we don't give a f**
You got a problem with us
We'll shoot this b**h up
Chorus
[Big Ed, Silk]
My entourage be some souldiers
Fool I thought I told ya
n***a we bust at the rollers
And knock your head up off your shoulders
Cause you don't want to see us
Cause if you do
Glock co*ked with ski masks n***a
A bunch of k**ers with tattoos
[Silk]
Ahhhh atten hut
About face to his head
n***a in charge
Label full of k**as and drug dealas
Convicted thug n***as and tank doggs
How you like me now b**h
Got to run it with a whole gang of hard hittas
Ya'll have to check us or respect us like
Motherf**in guard sentence
Better duck when I bust you
Ya k**ed numb
I'm in a rush so don't touch me
Sayin f** ya'll feel it
Blowin out the past though
But I be playin you a**holes
Startin wars like Castro
Enemies casket close ask my foes
Look knock em down like back door to the end
Like I'm ten fold
Never go to war with us n***as
Unless you can last hoe
Look I stay muggin therefore I stay thuggin
Look f** who you with I lose you b**h
You mean nothing to me like my f**in play cousins
Now we heartless sleep in the dark
Cause you don't want to start sh**
Told you I'm a soldier b**h
I come to get you if I'm mobile like I was cordless
Like a phone let it be known
I'm from the land of the trigga slangers
n***a bangers
That's why in the morning
I sign nothing with my trigga finger
So don't test me
Chorus X2
[Big Ed]
Now if you see me
Ski mask Glock co*ked
17 shots hit your whole block
Oh you're not when your ladies panties drop at the hotel spot
Lock now load tank doggs explode
See the whites of their eyes unload
For the automatics empty magazines, then reload
n***a what, n***a wet who them bustas be with
I got a 120 round clip for situations like this
I'm makin gangstas move wearin gangsta shoes
My entourage is bout it bout it makin gangstas groove
Silkk the shock what's that on your stomach
(Silk) That's my TRU tattoo
Well I'll be god damned n***a
Cause I got that on my stomach too
No Limit Soldier, military steppin
co*k back your weapons
Glocks, Hechler Kochs, Sig Sauers, Rugers, and Smith & Wessons
Big Ed be the captain of this army who pops
Me and another k**er fuse here
So you really didn't harm me
Murderous onslaught, my entourage keeps blastin
n***a the only way you can see me is inside the outcome
ASSASSIN
Chorus X2
[Mystikal]
Fool if I aimin at your motherf**in head
b**h I ain't gonna miss you but your people gonna miss ya
My heart colder than the air conditioner
They breakin and duckin and dodgin to get out the way
From the f** of my picture
It just a ridiculous
I'm prove it to you
If it's cool, then it's cool
If I say move, then you better move
I done told you we No Limit Soldiers we ballers we on a mission
Now can't nobody hold us we outta control on you b**hes
That's what we remainin
Maintainin, ya'll ain't hangin
From what we brangin
We put that jock in the knock and it's bangin and sangin
I know what you thinkin
But before you can do you screamin Don't shoot
That's your a** options are limited
Now whatcha gon do
If you're a b**h, you gon cry like a pissy baby
If you're on your sh**, get your skinny let em fry like bacon
If you're scared, say you're scared (I'm scared)
Then know I'm breakin your neck and breakin that leg
As soon as I put this sh** down for Big Ed
This entourages is vicious that's my dog
That's my n***as, that's my f**in cool edition
Chorus X2