Kane And Able No Limit Niggas Lyrics

No Limit Niggas Lyrics

[C-Murder]



Say twins you know how we go do a fucking show



Get that bitch rowdy how crazy they be acting out there



Niggas can't control theirself be like uh







They call me C-Murder and I got TRU tagged on my motherfucking back



Ever since I started rapping all my real ass niggas come and follow my lead



Got my balls and my word nigga ask Young Bleed 



We come do a show in your motherfucking city



They call me the baddest cause No Limit act shitty



Beats By The Pound make them ignant ass beats



When a nigga like me bring the shit to the streets 



Because the ghetto is my home nigga I'm ghetto raised



I'm unpredictable ask the nigga with the braids



My motherfucking music be jumping out of record stores



Nigga where's your proof motherfucker check billboards



To all my tank dogs that's bout it



Then throw off your set and get this motherfucker rowdy







Chorus



We be No Limit niggas and we bout it 



We come to a club and get the motherfucker rowdy x2







[Kane & Abel]



6 shots of hennesey I'm feeling right in this bitch



Hit the dash flow off Mike start a fight in this bitch



I got the crowd jumping gangstafied shit pumping



Tell that bitch and that hoe I'm trying to do something



I cracked the optimal open in the middle of the club



Don't give a fuck about the popos niggas smoke some bud 



Let's go half on a 40 sack show me some love



I stucked a pistol in the club for them wannabe thugs



TRU niggas smoke dank all the way to the bank



All the hustlers picks the baddest so love to bank



Kane & Abel kick butt knuckle up don't give a fuck



We bout it and I'm gon' get this motherfucker rowdy







Chorus x2







[Fiend]



I was dropped from the clouds above given a gat and some slugs 



Killing whatever bugs that ain't a soldier does



For the love of drugs half of my paper go to bud



Ebonic you speaking in the club uh nigga what



Everytime I buzz the tank does when I it



With the type of skills to knock a baller off his pivot 



I admit it I'm one of the baddest that ever lived



You ain't seen nothing wait till I'm full of that shit



Take a pull of that shit



And you can meet the pieces











My ironic thesis first heard on a player's leases



Lyrical adhesives making these niggas meet Jesus



I guess we just got them to pieces like greases



To my tweakers it's a piece of dope you was needing



My vocals got wannabe slugs bleeding



It's believing get you tore up by my shotty



Fiendzotie forever bout it staying rowdy







Chorus x3







[C-Murder talking]



Yeah another example of that gangsta shit



C-Murder in this bitch Kane & Abel the F. I. Fiend



Shit just another motherfucking day another dollar



Get it right cause we bout it peace