[Master P] You in the ghetto.. and you ain't got no hustlin sk**s? GET DOWN AND GIVE ME TEN PRIVATE! (Where y'all at? Where y'all at? Where y'all at? Where y'all at?) [Chorus: Master P - army drill style] I don't know what you've been told (I don't know what you've been told) But No Limit Soldiers came to rock'n'roll (But No Limit Soldiers came to rock'n'roll) Where are all my whodis at? (Where are all my whodis at?) From the North to the South to the East to the West (From the North to the South to the East to the West) Thugged out (one two) what we bout? (Knockin boots) Shinin it out (N.. O.. L.. I.. M-I-T!) [Master P] UNNNNNNNNNGHHHHHHH! See I'm a thug n***a, and I was - born to die I hang with drug dealers, that's - ready to ride We got BEEF n***a, then we - ready for war I can't SLEEP n***a til I - have my enemies heart I'm Uptown on the blocks with the bricks ba-bayyy Fiends roll up and get fixed ba-bayyy Fifties and doves or the bic ba-bayyy Smoke weed with my n***a but don't trick ba-bayyy Now if you step to one of my n***az, then you steppin to me I heard you famous cat, but you don't mean sh** to me I'm out that C-P-3 and I'm a soulja for life And all my real n***az wild out from left to the right [Chorus] [Master P] (What? What?) Now how the war WAS WON (HUH) on, blocks in the hood (HUH) We got enemies (WHAT) then it's, glocks we pulled In God we trust n***a; I ain't got no friends (Ya heard?) Souljarettes, they love, money and ends You need some work? Meet me in the bricks n***a You come short? I'ma wet your shirt n***a It's like Vietnam on the ghetto in these streets You die how you live, the strong eat the weak Red and blue rags for the souljas that be bangin And warriors on the wall for the souljas left hangin Twenty-one gun salute, for the souls on the street And the souljas up in heaven, may you all rest in peace (Ya heard me?) UNNNNNNGGGGGH! [Chorus] [Master P] Them Down South souljas they be ready to ride And we can take it outside if you ready to ride Them Midwest souljas they be ready to ride And we can take it outside if you ready to ride Them East Coast souljas they ain't ready to ride And we can take it outside if you ready to ride Them West Coast souljas they be ready to ride And we can take it outside if you ready to ride Don't start no sh** it won't be no sh** Let me tell you muh'f**ers who you f**in wit Don't start no sh** it won't be no sh** THIS NO LIMIT ARMY'S WHO YOU fu*kIN WIT! Wild out.. wild out.. No Limit is in and y'all out Wild out.. wild out.. so y'all haters keep our name out y'all motherf**in mouth, hahah you heard me? Ride ride n***az (ride ride) Lah lah (ALL THE WAY TO THE MOTHERfu*kIN TOP OF THE CHARTS YA HEARD ME?) DJ's.. hut one, hut two.. hut one, hut two Hut one, hut two.. DJ cut the f**in lights off cause I'm through!