Street Army TRU (Ft. Afficial, Desperado, Halleluyah, Master P & S-Flames)

(feat. Afficial, Halleluyah, Master P)

[Master P]
T-R-U
Silkk, you in here?
No Limit 4 Life
I got this, see this
I got the hood on my back nigga
Walk with me

[Chorus x4]
Throw your rags in the air, we back my nigga
I can smell a championship like Shaq, my nigga
You bitches try to stop us, You hoes, you can't harm me
The New No Limit is every street nigga army

[Master P]
My pops told me "Fall off your bike, then you get back up"
Represent your hood, nigga throw your shit up
You don't snitch, you go to jail, thats the codes of the street
They got a gun to your head, want chu to talk, man put me to sleep
Before I tell war stories, or snitch on my homies
Testify in the court room, man these niggas are phony
What happened to old days? Nigga die for iron
I know some niggas in my hood that'd fucking tell on they mama
I only roll with a chosen few, a chosen crew
Like Boz, Hot Boy, Drumma, Afficial, Diesel, and Hallelu
You gotta respect the niggas that stay silent
Like Corey, El and Vee, my niggas on Rikers Island
Them niggas that ain't gonna represent No Limit
Like Longhead, Paul Hall, Meat, Marlo, and Jimmy
C-Murder doin a bid and didn't do the crime
You see my niggas don't snitch if they life on the line