[big ed]   Chorus   We some mob niggas   Bust your ass out your hilfigers   No limit mercenary killers   We some thug niggas   We some tru niggas   What you wanna do nigga   Stomp your ass till your black and blue nigga   We some mob niggas   Bust your ass out your hilfigers   No limit mercenary killers   We some thug niggas   We some tru niggas   What you wanna do nigga   Rowdy rowdy bout to act a fuckin fool nigga      [crooked eye]   Stick em up, how you like establish 98   Big ed is the assassin, with a fresh cut cake   No shakes, bet these mob niggas can't wait   For sausa teach the hits from the south to the yay   Lay em down, military minded made niggas   Low to the last don still up we paid niggas   Grave diggers be nothin on gods earth that bleed   Stay tru to the game and keep close my enemies   Pushing crates and tapes all across the states   It used to be d, but now it's street rap cd's   With made niggas, highly paid niggas   Killers on the payroll, so step nigga, roll niggas   Put a hit out on me I put one out on you   You test one of my soldiers I take your whole crew   Banana clip in, bavgate and sausa   Commanded by the colonel p, don't like it we lost ya      [big ed]   Chorus      Nigga I say shit like dips quick to empty out clips   Big ed and steady mobbin fuck up your block in one dip   It ain't no stoppin cause we military minded niggas   My first phrase as a kid was momma pass the trigger   The captian of this tank no limit soldier up in this bitch   Making moves with my thugs nigga I plan to be rich   Tatted up strapped tight with tek 9's and glocks   I'm hittin switches in the four nigga make the front hop   So nigga how many niggas wanna ride with me   I call my niggas when my enemies collide with me   Tank dawgs be the niggas that would for die for me   Cause nina war make them hollow tips fly for me   Steady mobbin got the ghost town riders   And nigga I'm tru for life, so can't nuttin come beside us   The colonel got the tank bustin on you niggas   Ground troops of war got killers dumpin on y'all niggas      Chorus      [billy bavgate]   Bavgate screaming mary jane when I mob   Nigga point to the west like sadaam   Rowdy like the ? ? ? , nigga off the hook like a baker   Ghost town niggas keep one up in the chamber   I lived rough as a youth when I was growing up   Tryin to come up I hit a lick on a cigarette truck   I ain't giving a fuck   I'm gettin loose your main mafia nigga in the movie   Big ed pumpin lead till they dead   I'm a gangsta gettin watched by the feds   Bavgate gettin high till my last day   No limit soldier till the comet hit the motherfucking bay