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kane able – no limit niggas lyrics

[c-murder]
say twins you know how we go do a f*cking show
get that b*tch rowdy how crazy they be acting out there
n*gg*s can’t control theirself be like uh

they call me c-murder and i got tru tagged on my motherf*cking back
ever since i started rapping all my real *ss n*gg*s come and follow my lead
got my b*lls and my word n*gg* ask young bleed
we come do a show in your motherf*cking city
they call me the baddest cause no limit act sh*tty
beats by the pound make them ignant *ss beats
when a n*gg* like me bring the sh*t to the streets
because the ghetto is my home n*gg* i’m ghetto raised
i’m unpredictable ask the n*gg* with the braids
my motherf*cking music be jumping out of record stores
n*gg* where’s your proof motherf*cker check billboards
to all my tank dogs that’s bout it
then throw off your set and get this motherf*cker rowdy

chorus
we be no limit n*gg*s and we bout it
we come to a club and get the motherf*cker rowdy x2

[kane & abel]
6 shots of hennesey i’m feeling right in this b*tch
hit the dash flow off mike start a fight in this b*tch
i got the crowd jumping gangstafied sh*t pumping
tell that b*tch and that hoe i’m trying to do something
i cracked the optimal open in the middle of the club
don’t give a f*ck about the popos n*gg*s smoke some bud
let’s go half on a 40 sack show me some love
i stucked a pistol in the club for them wannabe thugs
tru n*gg*s smoke dank all the way to the bank
all the hustlers picks the baddest so love to bank
kane & abel kick b*tt knuckle up don’t give a f*ck
we bout it and i’m gon’ get this motherf*cker rowdy

chorus x2

[fiend]
i was dropped from the clouds above given a gat and some slugs
killing whatever bugs that ain’t a soldier does
for the love of drugs half of my paper go to bud
ebonic you speaking in the club uh n*gg* what
everytime i buzz the tank does when i it
with the type of skills to knock a baller off his pivot
i admit it i’m one of the baddest that ever lived
you ain’t seen nothing wait till i’m full of that sh*t
take a pull of that sh*t
and you can meet the pieces

my ironic thesis first heard on a player’s leases
lyrical adhesives making these n*gg*s meet jesus
i guess we just got them to pieces like greases
to my tweakers it’s a piece of dope you was needing
my vocals got wannabe slugs bleeding
it’s believing get you tore up by my shotty
fiendzotie forever bout it staying rowdy

chorus x3

[c-murder talking]
yeah another example of that gangsta sh*t
c-murder in this b*tch kane & abel the f. i. fiend
sh*t just another motherf*cking day another dollar
get it right cause we bout it peace


- kane able lyrics

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