Shouts Out (True)

[Master P & Background Master P]

Ha ha, nigga

Blow them mothafuckin' bombs

Dank-ass, y'all don't know nothin' about that dank do, huh?

Nah, they don't be knowin' about that shit

What's up?

Y'all still smokin' that brown weed

Funky mothafuckas (gotta say R.I.P.)

We got that real shit,(to my little brother)  gettin' high as a bird

Kevin Miller

TRU mothafucka, (we miss you) No Limit records for life

Can never sell out, never sell out

Y'all know who I'm talkin' about

Gotta say what's up to [?]

Yeah, about to do these mothafuckin' shouts you know what I'm sayin'

'Cause there's a lot of mothafuckas, helped us get through this shit

Player haters get no love

We worldwide, know what I'm sayin', No Limit Records

On the rise, I gotta thank them two, two little bitty ballers, you know what I'm sayin'

Percy and Vercy

Heh, y'all straight up Gs, niggas

What's up Too $hort, nigga

Intylyana, Sonia C

You know I gotta thank the man up above (up above)

One love, yeah

(That nigga Spice 1 be kickin' that gangsta shit)

[?] successfully make this thing happen, know what I'm sayin'

(What's happenin' nigga)

And to this real game, and to this rap game

Yeah, we lived through this shit mane

Ain't no studio on this TRU shit though (oh really)

You know what I'm sayin'

I gotta thank big momma, huh, big daddy (yeah), rest in peace (my folks)

All my homeboys down south, New Orleans, Louisiana

Huh, them mothafuckas, y'all better stop all that mothafuckin' shoot 'em up, bang-bang shit, niggas (what's up Vercy)

And learn how to make your-my own mothafuckin' way out

Don't wait for nobody to (big Percy)make a way out for ya

We representin' though, mothafuckin' (what's up C-Bo, fool)Richmond, California

North side, south side, central

Y'all know that you're in this mothafucka

Huh, we big time now though

(What's up 40-Water)

Gotta thank little Rick, my little homey

(sprinklin' ass nigga, T, Suga T)

That nigga risin' up in this shit, fool

(Awol, y'all in this bitch)

Mafioso, Mr. Frank, D-Boy, and my (JT the Bigga Figga) Mexican partner Mike

(What's up E-A-Ski, nigga)

Keep doin' this shit partna, it's gonna happen

You know I gotta thank, my manager TC

(What's up, CMT, nigga)

Tobin Costen, y'all don't know him mothafuckas, y'all will though

[?] don't give a fuck, but we all real

And that little nigga, Moby Dick

Hookin' up all this dope ass shit

You know I gotta thank K-Lou, huh

[?] that nigga came dope as a mothafucka with them beats for us

Yeah, L-E

You know I gotta thank Funky Fat Graphics (you know it)

Thomas and Tracy, for hookin' a nigga shit up dope

Huh, and you know my nigga Mr. Serve-on in this bitch

His shit comin', y'all better watch out for it

Mia X, good girl gone bad, comin' on your ass real soon mothafucka

I gotta thank the mothafuckin' Priority family, you know what I'm sayin'

Mark [?], crazy ass Ryan Spalding, day 1 nigga, hookin' a nigga up

Huh, and you know the mothafuckin' Ice Cream Man, Ice Cream be out real soon

Master P, doin' his shit, y'all can't even stop this shit though

[Silkk the Shocker]

They can't even stop it dog

[?] it's all good though

This is Silkk, I'ma give a few shots out

Give a shout out to my cousin T

And my auntie Marie, and my big cousin Jimmy

And, um, R.I.P. to GT

And my little homey tryna get paid [?], John and Dave

And my grandmother Mildred, for havin' my mom, so she could have us children

And R.I.P. to my brotha, see you when I get there

You think a nigga don't care

And my nephews and everybody else, I miss you, I'll catch you

And a special shout out to God and my momma

[King George]

Yeah, this is King George

I want to give shots out to my mother, my father, my baby Rachel Nicole

My cousin Rollin, Diamond Red, [?], my sister, Cookie, [?]

My brother-in-law, Maurice, and all my other folks out there, from Oakland to New Orleans, from Richmond, California

[Big Ed]

Yeah, this is Big Ed, I'd like to give thanks to God, for givin' me the strength to see another day

For my mom, for bein' strong enough to raise me by herself and always makin' her way

And to my TRU niggas for always havin' my back no matter the circumstances or the consequences

Peace

[C-Murder]

Yeah, what's up, you know what I'm sayin', it's C-Murder

I wanna give a shout out to all my project homies

My niggas in New Orleans, Texas, California

You know what I'm sayin', my niggas in [?]

That [?] posse, that [?] posse, Saint Bernard, that Magnolia

You know what I'm sayin', my nigga Rasheed [?] that [?]

My nigga locked up..