Commercial Lyrics - C-murder

[C-Murder & Leanerd Dawg talking] 

Say lil' Learnerd Dawg (What's happenin'?) 

Nigga you heard of QB? (Yah, why wassup?) 

Well, yu know that nigga down with the click now you dig it (Okay) 

So ah, I'ma play this new shit here and did it for ya (Do dat dog) 

And ah, I want you to tell me me what you think about it (It's all good) 

Check it out (Fo Sho) 

[QB] 

First appearence as a No Limit Soldier for all the critics 

Real soldiers down front line and out to get it 

We be blastin them motherfuckers give us a chance to kill em 

Mo' muthafuckas then people die with cash, an mentally 

Gold and platinum artists and Bout It Bout It shouldn't start it 

No Limit Soldiers is Billboard regardless 

Can't stop the Tank cause we rollin with steel 

Have the skills to make a mill', straight hundred dollar bills 

No doubt we face the street dates break 

Triple platinum we chasin' with no hesitation 

Real soldiers and we stay TRU 

If you niggas wanna check us, that's how we roll through 

We TRU Soldiers motherfuckers 

[Talkin'] 

Yeah 

Woohoo, Nigga boy that shit's tight 

It ain't bad, that's it 

Shit, Yo P, sign that nigga 

Then bring the weed 

*Gun shot & driving off*