Lyrics:
Flawless Victory
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
1st Verse
I’m helping you committing suicide I’ll be
big thangs
And da hoes say I'm hotter than a bic flame
Fuc da police they know me by my nick name
Cuz I'm still hangin out like big chain
See da feds
of a magazine ain't even got a album out
Hop at da streets my delete cuh my hits out
Now I'm da one everybody wanna talk about
Hustle hard ball harder dats wat I
Paper up, double pumpin', BIG, where's the loot? (loot, loot)
It ain't safe, it ain't safe
Mil' in cash in the safe
French vanilla by the case
Fuck
Camila in the group (group, group)
Paper up, double pumpin', big with the loot (loot, loot)
It ain't safe, it ain't safe, million cash in a safe
French
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
a beam (Hah!)
Okay
While I'm pushing the limits with more speed (Huh?)
Gotta pop more pills need morphine (Yeah!)
Can't slow down while she sucking on me
Nigga nigga I'ma rida
Ride with G's
And ship keys over seas by the three's
Keep an eye on my enemies
Snoop and Silkk
In da back of the Lac
With that
but somehow I got by.
Creflo prayed, Mike Vick payed,
Bobby Brown strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write,
Dat may why
bling here
Been having a Benz, been having Vettes, been having a Rover
Gotta house by the lake, look here ask Joe Claire, see I told ya
Been having
of a magazine ain't even got a album out
Hop at da streets my delete cuh my hits out
Now I'm da one everybody wanna talk about
Hustle hard ball harder dats wat I
foreign chicks wit big ass hips
My Pokey balls on they lips
Then I'll do they ass like cshe
Let one go then I'll dip
I Ball like ah swoosh on da mic
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
Inspired by da best of them from da mecca to da golden era I got a whole lot respect for them
I rocked out wit L L
And run DMC krs1 plus kool Moe Dee rakim
laugh 'cause y'all pushin' a lot of swag
I'm pushin' this big ole Hearse, don't get body bagged
Royce Da 5'9", Detroit, gah
These new rappers be
Hmmmmm, it's about that time of the year anyway. Hahahaha!
Well! You despicable heathenistic civilictic god knows what else... mumbling jumbling oooh big
before
They ain't never seen a nigga straight lose control
If this is the life then I'm living with you baby
No limit to all the things I do baby
This is
but somehow I got by
Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they
[T.I.]
hey wut it is pimpin, Slim Thug n T.I.P. doing it B.I.G wit B.I.G (ye a ye yea..) yall understand wut im sayin (heyy..) PSC pimpin, yall
M-I- to the T
Yeah, I'm Silkk the SHOCKER!!!!
And yeah, that's me
Tank dog all I want to be, nigga I told ya
Tat on my back, is that of a no limit
men and we goin ball til we fall
[Mafia talking]
Today, I'd like to welcome a few souljas (welcome)
To this No Limit world (No Limit world).
A world
the hot girls at [Repeat: x6]
Ya heard me? [Repeat: x2]
The game is to be sold not to be told, ha ha
Now this No Limit shit, No Limit nigga
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