featuring Master P Mystikal Phiness Silkk

*sounds of an automatic being fired then a single gunshot*

[Master P]

Unnnnnnnnnnnngh! He heh

Master P and Treach nigga

It's all family baby

Get them Naughty boys I got the No Limit Soldiers

And when we posse up these niggaz gon' pay us

Chorus: Phiness (Mystikal)

I thought I told you have my mo ney (Whatcha wan' do nigga?)

You got until sunrise, or lose your life (Whatcha gon' do nigga?)

We comin with them thangs, and we ready to ride

(Where they at? Let's GET EM!)

Are you ready to die (live or die, live or die, live or die)

(Where they at? Let's GET EM!)

[Vinnie]

With a little bit of taste of the bass to the face

in the place for anybody not payin-on-time

Rather be up in a six foot cell

before I let another nigga get flagrant-with-mine

And we be takin all cash, no checks, so go cancel this

I know niggaz are so scandalous

The ones I bust I'ma show em nuff ? on how many people

thinkin that they can stand with this, sheeyit

I thought somebody told you, BOY

Them Naughty niggaz ain't no toys

You're fuckin with sixteen styles over sixteen bars

Sixteen car man entourage

And when we get things started, I'm the hardest artist

Styles I flips retarded

Family who can handle this

From Illtown to S.E. to Los Angeles

Chorus

[Treach]

Hear the tale, of the n'Illtown O.G., better know me

Shape the gold teeth, CD be, bring the clip shells

and Olde E and gats, so no one gets close to me

and down to scrap, raise em from that

True tradition, RAISE EM UP, and gangsta bitches

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