No Limit

[C-Murder] Say Magic, Snoop bro The whole world know we bout it, you know what im saying We millionaries, but uh, lets show everybody what No Limit is Where we from, you know what im saying (Chorus) I'm from the motherfucken N-O L-I-M-I-T You niggas can't fuck with me (4x) [C-Murder] Nigga I'm C-Murder, known to get rowdy in the clubs Sell tapes to my niggas in the hood selling drugs I'm a tru member, cause I'm tru to da game Ask P, I got tru blood running though my veins I'm a soldier, leutinent, all my tank dogs run Nigga jump, bitch I'm comin to get all ya'll Hustling is a habit, dope is a hobby Still faced with charges of a motherfucking robbery From the east to the west, coming downsouth killers Leaving tapes like weight, only thug niggas feel us I'm a motherfucking rider, full of tatoos And I represent the projects, Cali-0 1-2 A nigga get killed, for running out the crackhouse A nigga like me smoke weed untill i pass out I'mma represent (why) cause I'm in the tatoos On my arm read motherfucking no limit (Chorus 4x) [Magic] You niggas want it hard, shit, you best beleive that we got it I'm with C-Murder and Snoop, so you know we getting rowdy We run the south all the way up to the westcoast Collaborated, giving ya'll the best of both Picture the power, ain't nobody stopping this clique So don't even try it, cause ain't nobody can fuck with this shit We some bad motherfuckers, on the way to the top SEE WE CAN'T BE STOPPED! Can you blame us, the fucking world can't tame us We handled our business, now we all fucking famous C-Murder was the case till life or death Now skys the limit, cause Mr. Magic is next Recongize the real, and you tell me who's the gimmick You gotta be a soldier to ride with no limit I'm finished, but before I go I got love for California like I got love N.O (Chorus 4x) [Snoop Dogg] I'm born and raised in the 2-1-3, the 3-1-0 The 5-6-2, but now I represent the 5-0-4 For sure, see ain't no limit to this We do it up all night and we keep it trump tight Do what we have to, it will be a tragedy Tell 'em quit fucking with your dawg Magic Shit, I'm bout to get drastic on they bitch ass And send all your fake ass soldiers to a casket fast On the dip up state, holler at my homeboy Hook it out, on the homie Billy Bathgate Now heres a toast to the coast where they represent the most Gangsterish niggas i know get the money and then they get ghost And slide to another location Living downsouth, in the house, for my summer vacation I'm blasting on sight, I'm ashing all night And ain't no limit till I get my motherfucking paper right (Chorus)