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gameface, uuh
check them haters out, check them haters out
check them haters out, check them haters out
check them haters out, check them haters out
what? what? what? what?
the new no limit you heard me them ’round platinum tank

no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)
no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)

criticism in the party like it’s h20
in the back of the club sayin’ bring some more
me and my soldiers where the party at?
hinicy, gin, and juice who ordered that?
‘cuz ya’ll got cars and we got locked
ya’ll buy houses and we buy blocks
it ain’t no limit to the dough i got
the ghetto bill gates in the parkin’ lot

no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)
no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)

got my pork chop mixed with 2 eggs
a country tyc–n with a hole lot of bread
bentleys and hummers we ’bout that there
and all my no limit soldiers how you do that their?
a couple of pages left but man we got colder
6 feet 5 in the hood we break boulders
smash supermodels ‘cuz they chicks to me
and a million dollars more is like grits to me

no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)
no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)

always willin’ out but if i’m not willin’
you can take a picture of me on the island smilin’
love for the haters but they mostly envys
more type of shepherds on lock but they mostly 20’s
play this game, we suppose to win
i drive a lot of cars but they mostly bentleys
lot of gl-ss for cris but they mostly bottles
see me with ghetto chicks but mostly models and um

no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)
no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)

ya’ll now we on top, but the tank ain’t dropped
we be like non stop with the one spot on locked
you wanna play these games where the mvp’s
so fresh and so clean like some people in jeans, uuh

oh look, what? look
we from the south where they got golds in they mouth
barbeque’s all day right in front of the house
we use slit and slang like
what’s cracky man? what’s happney man?
we goin’ to a platinum, man
we play ball all year, it’s that all year

no limit, p. miller man, that’s all we wear
we run it phat, soldiers get down like that
from the club to the streets we get around like that
sad vapor roll with dogs that will chase ya
there’s love in the game but some will still rate ya
i’m the type jump a crowd and get hype
rip in track check the source while mights

no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)
no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)

where them ballers at shot callers at?
cris style more wet we want all of that
where them ballers at shot callers at?
d. d. rimin, we want all of that
no limit run this for you?
h-ll yea
i said no limit run this for you?
h-ll yea

no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)
no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)

no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)
no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)

no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)
no limit is back on top, ya’ll haters can’t stop us now
(turn your gameface, represent your nameplate)

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