[magic]
Ok, let the fuckin dogs come through ok?
Get the fuck out the way man
And let the fuckin dogs come through ok?
This belongs to us man.
We the fuckin thugs.
1 - we thugs
What you aint heard of us, man we motherfuckin murderers
Nigga we thugs
A million dollars aint easy to touch
Cause us niggaz aint scared to bust
{repeat 1 x4}
[magic]
I do my best to keep my past in my past, I remember wearing ski masks
Running from the taz, busting at they stupid asses
Coward fuckin bastards would love to see my wrapped up in plastic
With a lock on my casket
But ut uh, aint goin be none of that
Yall will see me jump in my black llac
With the windows down busting back
(man here come the fuckin coppers)
You think I fuckin worry bitch, I got a fuckin chopper
Im the southerns finest, rewind this
And see if your shit can call me your highness
You cant find this no where else but the south
I love ducking but money is what Im bout
My career is my necessity, who could the best be
Shit, man you motherfuckers testing me
Its no limit, I leave the war without a motherfucking blemish
Bitch Im a soldier, I walk in the rain and I wont get wet
You motherfuckers better give me respect
Bitch Im mr. magic, I thought you knew I was here to cause havoc
Dont get mad, cause
2 - im a thug
What you aint heard of us, man we motherfuckin murderers
Cause Im a thug
A million dollars aint easy to touch
Cause us niggaz aint scared to bust
{repeat 2 x2}
[c-murder]
There you have it. (there you have it baby.)
This has been a mr. magic presentation, ya dig.
Brought to you by tru records.
Millions and millions respect us, ya dig.
Aint no fakes, aint no phonies.
Nothing but tru motherfucking homies.
Whats up, whats up p?
Whats up silkk, whats happening snoop?
Magic, doing your thing.
You put that fucking ninth ward on the map too.
Damn, they goin love you for that boy.
This niggas straight outta new orleans.
And guess what.
Tru records cant be stopped nigga.
Whats up?
