The No Limit Soldiers
The No Limit Soldiers were a stable in World Championship Wrestling that was created after rapper Master P signed with the company. The Soldiers feuded extensively with The West Texas Rednecks.
History
The relationship between WCW and Master P was supposed to be a symbiotic one, with WCW getting exposure with fans of hip hop music, and Master P getting his cousin Swoll a break in the wrestling business on top of getting paid.
Although the Soldiers were packaged as a face stable, they failed to connect with the mostly Southern WCW audience. In Master P's first and only appearance on WCW Television, (against the suggestion of the bookers and other wrestlers) he bullied heel wrestler Curt Hennig by rejecting a present he gave to Silkk The Shocker (a custom made cowboy hat) and then assaulting him with a birthday cake. This was perceived as a heel action by the fans and produced a lack of reaction due to confusion because Hennig was a hated heel, but being bullied by a group of people promoted as faces. Master P himself was disappointed with the reaction and blamed it on the racial makeup of the WCW audiences, claiming he would have gotten a bigger reaction from the crowd if more of "his people" were in attendance. P wouldn't be seen on TV to support the angle after the segment. It is reported that P received $200,000 per appearance for his short participation in WCW.
No Limit Soldiers (organized crime group)
The No Limit Soldiers are an organized crime group and street gang from Curaçao.
Origin
The No Limit Soldiers find their origins in the impoverished neighborhood of Koraal Specht in Willemstad, Curaçao. In analogy with other Caribbean nations, Curaçao suffers from a high poverty rate. Curaçao's close proximity with Venezuela, which is a known hiding place for Colombian crime groups, offers a way out for people living in the impoverished suburbs. While young Dutch Antilleans have a history for being used as drug mules, more organized criminal groups such as the No Limit Soldiers evolved from local street gangs.
Activities
The gang is involved in high-intensity drug trafficking operations into the Netherlands. Since the Netherlands has a large Afro-Curaçaoan community, cells of the gang have sprung up in cities like Rotterdam, The Hague and Amsterdam. Members from Curaçao cooperate with gang members living in the Netherlands to smuggle cocaine they obtain from Colombian as well as Jamaican businesspartners into major Dutch cities. From there on it is distributed to smaller dealers.
No Limit
No Limit may refer to:
Music
Film and television
No Limit (1935 film)
No Limit is a 1935 British musical comedy starring George Formby and Florence Desmond. The film, which was directed by Monty Banks, was made on location at the Isle of Man's famous TT motorcycle race. It was the first of eleven films that Formby made with Associated Talking Pictures.
Although Formby had already made two moderately successful films, No Limit was the film that put him on the road to stardom. It is still regarded as one of his best and funniest featuring good songs and numerous stunts.
Plot
George Shuttleworth (Formby) is a chimney sweep from Wigan who dreams of winning the Isle of Man TT. Unfortunately, George's attempts to secure a factory ride with the Rainbow Motorcycle Company are unsuccessful and consequently he resorts to entering his own machine the "Shuttleworth Snap", a motorcycle derived from an old Rainbow machine. Whilst running the engine of his machine, George inadvertently knocks the motorcycle off its stand and crashes into the fence of his next door neighbour (Mr Hardache), who goads George about his dream of winning the T.T.
No Limit (professional wrestling)
No Limit (ノーリミット, Nō Rimitto) was the professional wrestling tag team of Tetsuya Naito and Yujiro Takahashi. The team formed in early 2008, working in their home promotion New Japan Pro Wrestling's (NJPW) junior heavyweight division, where they later in the year captured the IWGP Junior Heavyweight Tag Team Championship. For most of 2009, through NJPW's foreign relationships, No Limit worked for promotions in the United States and Mexico, most notably Total Nonstop Action Wrestling (TNA) and Consejo Mundial de Lucha Libre (CMLL), before returning to NJPW at the start of 2010. Now working as a heavyweight tag team, the team captured the IWGP Tag Team Championship shortly thereafter, becoming the first and thus far only tag team to have held both the junior heavyweight and heavyweight versions of the NJPW's tag team championship. Naito and Takahashi broke up in May 2011 and have had an extended storyline rivalry with each other ever since.
History
Formation (2008)
Podcasts:
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by TRU
No Limit Soldiers
by: TRU[Master P]
Whazzup with all y'all Tru niggaz
Uuhhh, at ease!
And truettes
Rest of my soldiers out there, Kevin Miller
This ya motherfuckin colonel
Rest in peace Tupac
of the motherfuckin team
And all y'all up there soldiers
Whazzup Big Boz, nigga!
Master P
I got C-Murder with me
T-Scot
L.D.
Silkk the Shocker
Big Mo
Gangsta T
And you know what?
Big Man
We No Limit soldiers - I thought I told ya [x6]
Mr. Serv On
Mia X
Mo B. Dick
Craig B
Hope nigga!
So bitch get ya mind right - I thought I told ya [x2]
Kane and Abel
Skull Duggery
We No Limit soldiers - I thought I told ya [x2]
T-R-U
All y'all motherfuckin Tru soldiers
[Verse One: Master P]
Nigga, I'm bustin me locs, but I'm hittin em down with jokes
Y'all niggaz on the rope, got your hoe on da scope
Bitches watching me, jockin me, nigga blockin me, cockin me
Cause I'm the HARDEST motherfucker, out here rockin
I got the game in shades, got the niggaz in blades
I got them hoes on a raid, because the nigga gettin paid
I've got, niggaz from coast, slangin my dope
Got niggaz and G's, and rollin keys keys to record sto's
Get paid wit fatals, niggaz harder than Cato
Nigga turnin the tables, but niggaz livin like potatoes
Get chopped up in game, niggaz runnin my name
Master P up in chain, is he dead he's a man
but I be bustin, hustlin, niggaz ain't trustin
I'm a soldier, that's why niggaz ain't trustin
no bitch or no nigga, hoe or no sucka
Fiend or no clucker, but ready to hustle
With boulders, bigga than yo' shoulders
Runnin from the rollers, gone on that doja
Cause cowards despise, soldiers we ride
Killers with attitudes, but ready to die
Cause chickens get plucked, hoes get fucked
Turkeys get stuck, and niggaz get cuffed
Ready for combat, my gat with my hard hat
Strapped with my crew and my niggaz and all that
Down for whatever, niggaz straight rowdy
Ask any motherfucker in America they'll tell ya, we bout it
Soldiers out there tech, bustin don't think
Lose ya life if you blink
Fuckin with them soldiers on the tank, cause
[Chorus: Master P]
We No Limit soldiers - I thought I told ya [x8]
[Verse Two: Silkk the Shocker]
Let's get ready to rumble, them niggaz stumble
Hit em with left blows
Fuck it got death blows
Ready to got to war? Let's go!
We killas and realas, drug dealers and killers, fuck it
No Limit soldiers, close your eyes
Now picture me foldin dollar bills
I stay fuckin Tru, nigga fuck it, nigga do ya
Nigga I come to life and I scare all y'all bustas like Freddy Kruger
Gangstafied nigga, true to the game nigga
Stay fuckin pullin triggas, fuck up all y'all niggaz
Cause I'm so fuckin T-R-U, representin I thought you knew
Cause killas killas killas
that's all I be around, nigga fuckin fool
About face, this No Limit soldier
One to the two to the three (hah hah)
Nigga I tried to told ya
Everybody quiet.... while I load up this rifle (attention!)
Now all my soldiers start fightin
It's time - to go deep cover
Get to whoopin like Danny Glover, smother like jelly
Really, go deep like Jim Kelly
Fuck it, all y'all bustas open up y'all belly
Think we playin bitch, well we ain't
I heard we had drama motherfucker
Put up the Benz and now we drive the tank
Cause all I want to be was a soldier
All I want to be was a soldier, soldier
[Chorus 1/2]
[Verse Three: C-Murder]
I'm a No Limit motherfuckin soldier till I die
We run this place, and I say the same shit, with a gun up in my face
I ain't scared to die, bitch like I said before, hoe
3rd Ward, I'm from that motherfuckin Calliope
Projects supported worldwide by drug dealers
Transformin wimpy ass niggaz into killers
Taking over, worldwide, doin shows oversea
Bringing bitches to the telly, put them hoes upon they knees
Gangstafied, like my motherfuckin homies Kane and Abel
No Limit, the world's number one fuckin rap label (worldwide)
Competition get smoked like we smokin blunts
I take a playa hata and knock out his fuckin fronts
Dope slanga, now I'm slangin CD's
A million records (platinum), it used to be some quarter keys
TRU tattooed on my back bitch thats my click
Ready to hop into some motherfuckin gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggaz, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But if ya talk shit, bitch ya betta kill me
Like Skull I'm a hoodlum 4 life, I told ya
We be some motherfuckin No Limit TRU soldiers
[Chorus 1/2]
[Verse Four: Mia X]
Hard times got my mind on cock, and massive thoughts be the plot
Top priorities the family dope and royalty
My loyalty, fiends with a gang of true niggaz
No colors, just a bunch of ignorant motherfuckers
Trust my pen is an infa-red
Hollow-tips be my lyrics dipped in venom when I send em
they split ya head (pssssh) wide open
My rhymes on fire blood, but you can't smoke ne'er a one
Don't try to come, don't even touch the mic
My shit so tight, it's more correct than right, when I recite
absolutely, you booty-ass hoes and niggaz
Perpetratin behind water gun triggers
Hurry up and figure out that studio Gotti's catch hotties to the mouth
Who got that clout, don't act surprised cause it's that bitch from the South
Mia X hoes, you don't want no problems
Get so much respect, even yo' niggaz call me momma, the biggest one
to come stompin out the N.O., the crescent
Testin, chin-checkin, wreckin when I'm flexin on your WHOLE crew
Who wants to go to war with this lyrical arsenist
Ya talkin shit, I'll having ya runnin for the thesaurus, cause I'm walkin wit
the big dogs without hesitation, Unlady Like as ever
Full of, verbal annhilation
Escaping, po-po's chasin, want ta catch me but they cain't
I made em think, and now they too scared to run up on the tank
No Limit, you can start it, but we niggaz is the hardest
to deal wit, keeps the steel, and the plastics to peel wit
in reach, so we can touch yo' ass
And leave a bout it scarf on ya face, we soldiers
[Chorus 3/4]
I thought I told ya
TRU niggaz wave ya guns, show ya tattoos
Soldiers foe life nigga
Jumpin off the tank