(feat. Lil' D)

[Intro: C-Los]

(*##$es N.O. L.I.M.I.T.
Lets peddles in this (*##$ til I D.I.E.
If we gutta ^!$$% G.U.T.T.A.

Our !@%!e ^!$$%z never givin dudes the way

[Hook x2: C-Los (Lil' D same time)]

(*##$es N.O. L.I.M.I.T. (hell no we takin no %#@! no D)
Lets peddles in this (*##$ til I D.I.E. (Imma hang around this (*##$ and bang my %#@!)
If we gutta ^!$$% G.U.T.T.A. (I dont play that %#@!, I dont play that %#@!)

Our !@%!e ^!$$%z never givin dudes the way

[Verse: C-Los]

We the Black Sopranos mama I understand why you scared of us
A drama then you know we [?] gutta bus
Im tick stuck the area, keep a celli on my side

Like Eddie Murphy on that murder he's comin to a miracle
I slide in my ride so fly like a space ship
Keep a 4.5 on both sides like a weight (*##$

I dont think you #~!!@ ^!$$%z really wanna $#&@ wit me
Cuz I hear them scream like my cell Phone Company
I dont play wit lames dont save you full gamer

Think I was Della Wayne so Imma $#&@ it major face down
I kill whats side ya only found
Know ya Imma leave ya smellin like some gunpowder full long

And you know just what it is when a ^!$$% grab a teddy [?]
Red beans on ya aim look like chicken pop
My ^!$$%z need help, I be comin for em right away

Cuz Imma Mack em up, like a mutha$#&@in license plates

[Hook x2: C-Los (Lil' D same time)]


[Verse: Lil' D]
Suicide some ^!$$%, Im a mutha$#&@in business

So I boss wit no hard like I run on ceilings
Please, you (*##$ ^!$$%z dont want it wit the dealer game
And feed ya $$# at Shell like you buyin the peach

I can keep that reach, I dont need no his cashes
Shout to leave ya girl my hoes in the Playboy Mansion damn
Where the hood and they know whats happenin

My guns Bloods aint Crips when they poppin they crackin
Im the one to fear, not the test over here
Im poppin a 40, and no I aint talkin bout the belt

Im talkin bout the $$# love to run up on ya mug
At hole 20s, I can make heart ride on drugs
So leave what you shouldn't do uh-uh buckin showin ya grill

Get ya $#&@in gold teeth aint bullet proof
Call my click two guards and yall some shooters
Leave ya chest hangin out like you work for hooters


[Hook x2: C-Los (Lil' D same time)]