[Fiend]

Womp womp!

It's that, it's that nigga.

Womp womp!

Mr. Serv-On in this nigga.

Womp womp!

KLC on the beat.

It's Mr. (womp)



Chorus

I'm a No Limit tank nigga, tank nigga (do you what)

Actin bad, blowin dank nigga, dank nigga

You wanna war get stank nigga, stank nigga

And we ain't dying cause we aint nigga, we can't nigga x2



[Mr. Serv-On]

Let's be realistic, if I slap the fuck out ya would you talk about it

Better yet, if I come to your motherfuckin house

Fuck your wife, piss on your grass, kick your dog would you cry about it

No doubt about it nigga, I'm a fuckin soldier

If one of us die nigga we roll the body over, kiss the tank

And pray to the motherfuckin ghetto saint

Be afraid to die bitch, I can't

Put a pistol to my head, why the fuck should I be scared, I'm heartless

I'm tired of doin three consectutive lifetimes, nigga respect this

I don't give a fuck about your life

I cut your motherfuckin wrist twice

Spray, all your homies bleed and make you scream through the motherfuckin

night

I put it down like my homie Big Ed, I put it down like that

Nigga fuck that, I never leave my motherfuckin house without a motherfuckin

strap

So I don't give a fuck if you north, west, south or east

Nigga disrespect the tank and believe me nigga I'm a put one in your chest

Nigga I'm the No Limit fuckin beast



[Fiend]

Chorus



[C-Murder]

Get em up cause we never die motherfuka

I be the dumb nigga causing all the rucka

C-Murder's my name and it's a shame how I make niggas past tense

And leave em bleeding cause I ain't got no motherfuckin sense

We hit the soundscan harder then a land mine

I drop a disc and Block