featuring Master P Mystikal

[Master P] (Mack 10)

Third ward New Orleans. To Inglewood.

To the motherfuckin world nigga.

Mack Dime. (What's up my nigga?)

Mystikal and Master P.

(They know P they know they know.)

[Hook:] (Master P & Mack 10) X 6

Made niggaz from the South to the West!

[Master P]

Give me a chance to ball put my name on the wall

How many killas done called No Limit niggaz stand tall

Cuz we, mercenary soldiers, gone off a Hennesy and that doja

Runnin from the, (Who?) motherfuckin rollers

Slangin, (What?) tapes like cola

Nigga, hangin with the big niggaz

Penitentiary chances just to make six figures

No we fuckin (What?) gold and platinum

Nigga, we made niggaz and we rappin

Nigga, Mack Dime, Mystikal and P

Every rowdy bout it nigga won't you follow me?

[Hook] X 4

[Mystikal]

Watch me! I'm throwed off, I ain't right!

Bitch I'll do you somethin, I ain't wrapped tight!

I roll with bullets like (?) and killas like Versey

Managed by TC and paid by big Percy

Whole lotta niggaz with me

You think I'm lying, but I'm not

You know who we are, we ready for war

You ready to die fuckin with the wide Tchoupitoulas

Say your prayers, them niggaz shottin, Hallelujah!

Gotta stop these niggaz from runnin they dick lickers

We self made big niggaz, killin these bitch niggaz

We paper chasin, goin platinum, in the gangstafied fashion

Made niggaz from the south to the west done hooked up with Mack 10

Gotta get real with this shit that's the only way shit gon happen

We made now, we was gangstas back then!

[Hook] X 4

[Mack 10]