Oh yeah, well it's Christmas time, nigga Well mother***in' Merry Christmas and Happy New Year's, niggaY'all in debt, we just gon' do it again, huh nigga, what?And B.B. my name, from the ghetto to fame Got them make you say ooh, look at the world screamin' my nameFrom every soldier to soldierette, from every killer to cadet Player haters get wet, true niggas march, player stepWe no limit soldiers, I thought I told you We no limit soldiers, I thought I told youNo, no limit soldiers, I thought I told you We no limit soldiers, I thought I told youMother***in' no limit soldiers, it's a mystery Our young black thugs have made history, we true niggasOn the rise, and we gon' ball till we fall Two shots, put my dead niggas on the wallCaptain of a bunch of ghetto millionaires On the rise, and much respect like the mother***in' wiseGot the truth tattooed on my back and my armhole And represent the South Third on the CapitolI was out in the streets like cock knives I spray-painted stop signs, niggas hittin' rock downNeedles of the white lines, second lines, petty crime downTo a phone call, or from a phone call, I done been through it allBut you forgot my name, Fiend, and now don't *** aroundAnd souls will show their body, Roddy, when I come aroundI'm Mr. Warp Warp, the one that's tight as the Samu J'sAbout gettin' some two-play, it's gon' be funky for a few daysWe no limit soldiers, I thought I told you We no limit soldiers, I thought I told youY'all remember me? I'm the one they call Mr. MagicOught at least to succeed, but now I'm back to let you have itNow if I'm movin' on, you can't stop this tank I'm withYou *** with me, P. Cameron T, bitch, your head gon' splitWho make y'all scream the loudest? Who's loudest?That only Master P boys can get itRoddy, Roddy, and Boddy, BoddyRespect the tanker, get your ass rolled overBut at 220 pounds, I ain't walkin' bulldozerYou better believe you know me, the one that spell everything outThe nigga that'll snap your mother***in' neck if you ain't got no mother***in' respectThe soldier they been holdin' back for years, cause niggas scared of my mother***in' biteBut Peter loosened up the stress, and believe me, nigga, you ain't leavin' this mother***er to everybody fightEven if you don't want to, I'ma hit you, punch you, kick youI'm the raddest mother***er in this bitch, and I'd love to get with you*** you, I'm wearin' these letters across my stomach, it's so loyaltyIf you don't respect our number one authority, bitch, you gon' be a caddy to the bitch, I'm a soldierRoundin' up my soldiers, scoopin' up my warriorsMobbin' with these low-limits, true shot callersStreet brawlers, all of us, nigga, don't *** aroundWe ain't gon' tear your club up, boy, we gon' shut the bitch downLiterally, I drown soldier haters, I'm the lady alligatorTake it, shake it, and bake it, spit your decision makerWait, the fire starter's comin' harder than your father's fistMaybe caught your mama with her lips around her neighbor's dickIt's the same bitch, y'all know her mama drama me a ex-hostY'all don't want no problems, we soldiersWe low-limit soldiers, I thought I told youWe low-limit soldiers, I thought I told youI hit you with the left, right, left, then a roundhouse kickNigga, make some room, back up, back up, I'ma get right up in this bitchThen get the sass on, watch me get my blast onThen I smash on with my full grownGet the brains blown with my infamous bitThen I *** that *** out your lady with my infamous dickGet him up, hit him up, my eyes do riseAnd camouflage when you're here, get the *** out of townMr. M-O-M-I-M-I to the TSecond in command, I give my demands to the person stopping this beatNo tattletale, bitches I have to killI *** and steal, soldier from startNo feeling, boy, killer left my heart on the battlefieldNigga, *** y'all, what, coming through spitting, come through heatSo y'all niggas hit the deck, when it's coming through flippingHit your nigga, so now I'm coming to get you nextNigga, trained for combat, but I'm on contactNigga, we don't play fair, y'all been warnedSo y'all, y'all stay thereYou can tell we some soldiersFight like, like, you can tell we some soldiersEverybody start to fight, told youNo limit soldiers, I thought I told youLeft, right, left, right, mother***er, beer tightRunning from the red fire, coming from a windpipeBullet wound, pistol blade, mother***er, fist fightHiding in a tent with a mother***ing Kim lightThere go the tank, here come the prideThrow a grenade, get on the groundYou might just get up without your headYou're looking for trouble, then that what you findTake a long time with the ride, trying to find these niggasAin't trying to respect our mindWon't shoot us and stab us and kick us and cut usBut can't *** with us when we combineGet you every time, put your foot on the mineTime, matter when it's highly exploredDon't matter how you put it when you tell the nigga about meLet it be known, I'm a mother***ing soldierNo limit soldiers, I thought I told youLeft, right, left, right, mother***er, beer tightRunning from the red fire, coming from a windpipeBullet wound, pistol blade, mother***er, fist fightHiding in a tent with a mother***ing Kim lightThere go the tank, here come the prideThrow a grenade, get on the groundYou might just get up without your headYou're looking for trouble, then that what you findTake a long time with the ride, trying to find these niggasAin't trying to respect our mindWon't shoot us and stab us and kick us and cut usBut can't *** with us when we combineGet you every time, put your foot on the mineTime, matter when it's highly exploredDon't matter how you put it when you tell the nigga about meLet it be known, I'm a mother***ing soldierNo limit soldiers, I thought I told youLeft, right, left, right, mother***er, beer tightRunning from the red fire, coming from a windpipeBullet wound, pistol blade, mother***er, fist fightHiding in a tent with a mother***ing Kim lightThere go the tank, here come the prideThrow a grenade, get on the groundYou might just get up without your headYou're looking for trouble, then that what you findTake a long time with the ride, trying to find these niggasAin't trying to respect our mindWon't shoot us and stab us and kick us and cut usBut can't *** with us when we combineGet you every time, put your foot on the mineTime, matter when it's highly exploredDon't matter how you put it when you tell the nigga about meLet it be known, I'm a mother***ing soldierNo limit soldiers, I thought I told you