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Mac
Wooo look.
All them soldiers, put them rags up, ya heard me?
Cause it's going down No Limit style, feel it.
Mac/(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge , raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge girls, raise 'em high)
All my camoflauge , raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge girls, raise 'em high)
Mercedes
Camoflauge b*tch, Mercedes, ever for I b*tch
You don't wanna try b*tch, quick to ride or die b*tch
Don't underestimate me cause I make the B's hate me
Make me jump all out my character, forget I was a lady
Sexing and shady, got more game then the average nigg*
All about my cabbage nigg* cause I gots to have it nigg*
Give it up, cause my girls don't give a fk, we come through like nigg* what
We split you up with choppers, them motherfkin core stoppers
Only fk with soldiers, them thug that be down to ride
And I got look (click) for all them haters wanna die
You ride for me, I ride for you, I put that on the tank
My platinum LP's, my Benz and my bank
Mac/(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge , raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge girls, raise 'em high)
All my camoflauge , raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge girls, raise 'em high)
Mac
The motherfkin Assassin, seven three O seven seven
I first laid it down at the age of Mac eleven
If I ever slack up that's when they kill me
But I never let you girls steal me, on the for real we
In it for long paper, lyrical hits from skyscr*pers
You'll need a million fake to break us
I got my soldier with me and I got my sniper with me
My murderer, him specialize in taking out your kidneys
Infinitely, you shoot me down b*tch, I'll be back in my ghost
Wooo, I like my rappers with some egg and some toast
And I'm fully loaded, the only way papa taught me to tote it
One in the chamber, cause if I'm walking into danger
Mac's a dunk it, you know I get full of funky with these
Whether it's microphones or it's triggers
If I die tonight tell God to bury my words and resurrect 'em
So in the next life can check 'em
Mac/(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge , raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge girls, raise 'em high)
All my camoflauge , raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge girls, raise 'em high)
Sam
Never say die, that's the attitude, nigg*, do what we have to do
I'm a soulja, it's the Magnolia that I'm adding to
We hustle when it's hot, this grind got bout nine on it
Come through and you goin find on it
Bout five in the morning or three in the evening
Cross the camo, we toss the ammo, leaving 'em bleeding
We responded to war with automatics spit rapid
Pumping drugs or smokin it, both of 'em habits
My click attack it, on the streets or on stages
Our fingers on triggers and our triggers on gauges
Flipping like pages, get it straight from the start
fk a vest, you want me, aim straight for the heart
Don't miss cause that's they as* if a nigg* don't hit
Camoflauge, never die, nigg*, fk that s**t
We come eqipped with thugs, all black, all strapped
fk around Uptown and get killed with your own gat
Mac/(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge , raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge girls, raise 'em high)
All my camoflauge , raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge girls, raise 'em high)
Mac
Wooo, and it's real.
1999, ya heard me?
Macadon, Mercedes, my nigg* Sam.
Camoflauge off in this b*tch.
No Limit Soldiers.