What you need, need, we got it, got it
Nigga you know what the * I came for
I'm reppin' this fuckin' tech, now tell me the * it stand for
N-O-L-I-M-I-T-S-E-R-A-V
Nigga salute to the colonel, nigga I'm lieutenant
Don't give a *, so nigga bow to me
The bangin' one of the clique, * your sound and your bitch
Nigga this platinum beef out of pound *
A soldier marchin' with his knees high
One to the two to the three to the four to the five
From gang signs to gunfights, bitch I done done it
When it comes to streets or this music, motherfucker
No limit, run it, nigga, three number ones
Two twos, a three and a four and a five in the same year
So if your label can't say the same *
How the * you came here?
I done did it from Chi-Town to Montgomery
I'd rather lose my life before I let you bitches run me
I know what I came for, so what you lookin' for?
So what you lookin' for?
I know what I came for, bitch, so what you lookin' for?
What you lookin' for?
What you need, need, we got it, got it
What you need, need, we got it, got it
What in the same hell are you thinkin'?
You can step to us and you won't be left stankin'
We get the assassin, captain of the tank, it's my Reagan
Step to your hood like a Tyrannosaurus Rex
Toe to text, camouflage gear from toe to neck
Niggas don't always know, niggas can't sleep on my lyrical capacity
That's when I spook them like turbulent, bust on mice and cause tragedy
In the presence of thieves, hearts breeze and souls leave
If you stuck on my sleeves, after verbals like these
You can't be puttin' it down like this, with a .50 caliber
Niggas runnin' off wild at ya, but I hang with a bunch of rowdy niggas and rowdy manager
If you want the hook, we got it, don't make me blast at ya
But if it comes to a bunch of no limit soldiers, dirty dance with ya
What you need, need, we got it, got it
What you need, need, we got it, got it
It's a war, but I'm in a tank, nigga, just can't lose
It's this clique of no limit soldiers, givin' you blues to blues
I refuse to lose, so I choose my moves
Smokin' the cool, precisely selectin' my tools
Don't play by rules, bustin' first, leavin' niggas wet up
Jump in my Cadillac and then I jet up
If it's a setup, I'ma call a squad of headbusters and wedge splitters
Hope you ready to walk, cause these niggas ain't bullshit, it's true, niggas
We can * them stands with Wayne by bringin' the pain
Mentally destroyin' yo' dead
And my people the magic that I'm givin'
Or could it be my deliverance that got you niggas shiverin'
While my tank is glistenin'
Picture this, a new era, and we on top of this rappin'
Ain't no use in ya fightin' cause ain't no stoppin' what's supposed to happen
What you need, need, we got it, got it
What you need, need, we got it, got it
What you need, need, we got it, got it
What you need, need, we got it, got it