Master P

Say Brah,
I got to say wassup to all the
soldiers and soldierettes
and to this district system free Soulja Slim
cause they jocking our style ya heard me?

Mac (Master P)

Say Brah (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Will you please get up out they
way brah? (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Will you please get up out they
way brah? (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Will you please get up out they
way brah? (No Limit)

What you bout? I'm bout war
What you bout? I'm bout war

Mac

Say Brah
You fake thugs best to get out the way brah
You wanna stop the tank you better pray brah
I'm a tiger, my flow be deadly just like a kabra
get to bustin', old folks be
hustlin', talking bout hey
Don't you play with him wodie he
ain't afraid to spray brah
His little partners come through with
choppers in broad day brah
Thugs like 50 Dollars and Fiend,
thugs like Magic, Wiz, Woo, Ween, and my auntie B
Tell them fakers we back and there
ain't no stoppin my doggss
bezzled up a few haters and Feds watching my doggs
and we on the grind, in '99 we let you all shine
now that army is back so I'm
back taking what's mine
I'm representing these gold
tanks with the ice in it
hated the likes and see it,
these niggas nice with it
Thugged out, Tru 2 Da Game, livin' up to my name
so when you the that soldier gear
on my frame you holla

Mac (Master P)

Say Brah (No Limit)
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Will you please get up out they
way brah? (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Will you please get up out they
way brah? (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Will you please get up out they
way brah? (No Limit)

We bout war
What you bout? I'm bout war
What you bout? I'm bout war

Master P

Hoody Hoo!
Hey brah I'm cold with it,
if you don't know me just roll with it
Ask them thug girls about the P
and where I'm from?, say brah, I'm out that CP3
Nigga my boys we don't play no games
cause I roll with head busters and
we'll throw them thangs
now say brah, I really got a Bubble I Hummer
but say brah, I ain't no uptown stunter
I'm out the streets and I like to shine, say brah
Ya'll better respect my mind, say brah
I'm the realest 3rd baller you know
plus I brought a couple of homies
wearing golden do-do's
Say brah, Is you really a soldier?
Say brah, won't you pass the doulja
Say brah, do you really want beef?
and put a million thug soldiers on your street?

Mac (Master P)

Say Brah (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Will you please get up out they
way brah? (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Will you please get up out they
way brah? (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Say Brah (No Limit)
Will you please get up out they
way brah? (No Limit)

I'm bout war
What you bout? I'm bout war
What you bout? I'm bout war