Magic

[C-Murder]
What's up Magic dawg?
Let's go roll to the club, ya dig?
Call Ke'Noe, Carlos and um let my nigga have it.

[C-Murder/Magic]
Doing my club thang, getting my drank on
Smoking on weed and sipping on Thug Passion
Doing my club thang, getting my dance on
And watching them bitches taking their clothes off

[Magic]
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga

[C-Murder]
Hoody Hooo in the speaker, girls bouncing and tweaking
Your baby mama on stage, dawg I know you feel played
But I ain't tripping, steady sipping, getting higher then a blimp
Ask your old lady nigga, I'm a No Limit pimp
We won't fall, many plaques on the wall
Smoke weed till I fall, pass it dawg, and tricks shaking like a dog
Two minutes, I'm in it, won't doubt that I finish
That bitch know I'm No Limit, so she know I'm a hit it
What's my name (C-Murder)
And what I used to be (a murderer)
And when I hit it, what I'm a do (hurt ya)
And why you let me hit it (you deserve ta)

[C-Murder/Magic]
Doing my club thang, getting my drank on
Smoking on weed and sipping on Thug Passion
Doing my club thang, getting my dance on
And watching them bitches taking their clothes off

[Magic]
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga

[Magic]
Do my niggas run this motherfucker (hell yeah)
Now do my niggas run this motherfucker (hell yeah)
Or do the bitches run this motherfucker (hell yeah)
Or do the bitches run this motherfucker (hell yeah)
Lemme hear you say we TRU fucking soldiers
(we TRU fucking soldiers)
I thought them motherfuckers told ya
(I thought them motherfuckers told ya)
So lemme see what your working with, huh
Lemme see what your working with, what
Lemme see what your working with, huh
Lemme see what your working with, what
Put your motherfucking drank down, huh
Put your motherfucking drank down, huh
Put your motherfucking drank down, huh
Put your motherfucking drank down, huh

[C-Murder/Magic]
Doing my club thang, getting my drank on
Smoking on weed and sipping on Thug Passion
Doing my club thang, getting my dance on
And watching them bitches taking their clothes off

[Magic]
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga

[QB/(Magic)]
Put your drank down and let's get real with it
Get off the dance floor nigga if you can't deal with it
Still with it, throw your set up
These niggas right here bout to get fucked up
(So what you saying)
Fuck them other niggas cause I'm down with my niggas
Niggas step out the club if you bout handling your business
If you spill your drink on me (you getting fucked up)
If you step on my shoes (you getting fucked up)
If you look at me hard (you getting fucked up)
If you say something wrong (you getting fucked up)
So if you bout it bout it nigga
get fucked up, get fucked up, get fucked up
Q motherfucking B (Q motherfucking B)
Q motherfucking B (Q motherfucking B) and Mr. Magic
(Q motherfucking B, Q motherfucking B)
(Q motherfucking B, it's Q motherfucking B)

[C-Murder/Magic]
Doing my club thang, getting my drank on
Smoking on weed and sipping on Thug Passion
Doing my club thang, getting my dance on
And watching them bitches taking their clothes off

[Magic]
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga
Put your drank down nigga, put your drank down nigga

Doing my club thang, getting my drank on
Smoking on weed and sipping on Thug Passion
Doing my club thang, getting my dance on
And watching them bitches taking their clothes off

Put your drank down nigga, put your dance on
Put your drank down nigga

C-Murder talks

Chorus-C-Murder
Now do you really want peace
Or do you really want beef-(2x)
You say keep it real
It's all about the game
But when you live the street life
It can bring you so much pain

{C-Murder}
Now I'm tryin' and pryin' and
Pullin' dem hoes
Smoking so much green
I just can't feel it no mo'
Now when I'm high ain't no lie
I'm kind of stronger than before
I lose my buzz and I wonder
How that blood go on the floor
Now I'm competing wit' nobody
My gun is bigger
Now I ain't looking for trouble
But I ain't runnin from no nigga
I meet aside for my nigga
Reincarnating get revenge and granting wishes
Leave the bitch wit' his jealous friends
Ain't nothin' mo' dangerous than a man in denial
Ask the Hail Mary please baptize me in eternal fire
Cause evil lurks behind every door
Papa killed hisself
I guess he couldn't take it no mo'
And livin'young and dumb
Niggas hustlin' for fun
Hoes addicted to dubs like fiends addicted to drugs
My young victims on these killin' fields
Wishin' for peace
But see the opposite of ??? is dead-end streets

Chorus-2x

{Magic}
Now do you really want beef huh
You showing off in front of dem chessy broads
What I supposed to blow this off
Fuck that shit I'm going off
Say Fath let me holla at you about something
You got a light(Here)(gunshot blast)
Then I start to dump it
Didn't matter where the fuck we at
You gonna get ya issue
So tell ya papa bye-bye
And I know that he gon' miss you
But my nerves bad and
I don't play no games wit' ya
Now ya mama eyes running masscara she need tissue
Dressed in all black
This could've been avoided
But ya started now you're dearly departed
Hit'em wit' a mickey
Fakin' like a waiter
He drinkin' gin and juice
He'll never taste the flava
A few seconds later he gettin' all dizzy
Fallin',reachin' for the table
Once yoy croos the line fuck peace
And I won't rest until yo' funky ass deceased
Ya heard me

Chorus-2x

Magic talks
Music til fade

Magic (Ms. Peaches) talking:

You big fine ass motherfucker
I need to know one thing is you freaky? (oh come on now)
huh? I said is you freaky? ( boy you better stop playing with me)
you hear what the fuck I'm saying
so don't act like you dont hear me (you crazy)

I need to know is you bout that freak girl
(I aint really tripping)
alright well If it's on it's on
I need to know is you bout that freak girl
(boy I'm not really tripping)
alright well If it's on it's on
I need to know is you bout that freak girl
(I said I'm not tripping)
alright well If it's on it's on
I need to know is you bout that freak girl
(Look boy stop playing I said I'm not tripping)
but look look

Verse 1: Magic (Ms. Peaches)

Let me explain my situation before we even conversate
see I'm involved with this female that just can't be replaced
So I'm just looking for a friend are you interested?
Cause I would love to see you butt-naked lying in my bed
You won't regret a mintue just tell me what you like
and I promise to make this the best night of your life
(Now would you dine on me?) sure baby only the best
(Now would you treat me like a queen?) only if you can pass the first test
Is the pussy good? ( You just got to see for yourself)
Well is you cold with it? (Oh believe me this is the best)
It's just me and you and I won't tell nobody
so put your hands on my hips and let your neck get rowdy
If you suck my soul, I'll play with your emotions
so at the point of pentration, your wetter than the ocean
getting aroused by my every motion
as I'm getting aroused by your Victoria Secret's lotion
I'm harder than an armadillian, can't fight this feeling
if you get on all four, shoot that ass to the ceiling
as I apply the pressure as she starts to moan
Ohh if it's it's on...look
Why is you biting at that pillow baby, screaming my name?
(Because your working that dick, you got me going insane.)
(Boy you'se a soilder) I told ya ( How you keeping your composer?)
Cause right before we started, I smoked three gards of dolja
You getting the dope dick, I prepared for this
Wanted to dick you down before I blasted
The plastic got the bed down better than average
it's only been an hour and she's speaking of marriage
I get upset, but then I start to laugh and I can't blame her
She's been exposed to Magic,
no other man can make her feel like I make her feel
(Shit I aint trippin on your wife, I'm trying to keep it real)
So what you sayin boo? Cause I'm hoping that I'm hearing you
I told you from the jump there was no future in this
( So what you sayin? Don't I fulfill your biggest fantasy)
Nah to tell you the truth baby you bothering me
I undressed you, only to sex you
gave you the dick and it must have impressed you
(Man you shiesty ass niggas fucking make me sick
I wish I would have known, I would of asked you to lick my clit
Dont you recall the day that you begged for the pussy,
paided for the pussy)
Yeah but now I got the pussy
(You just a fucking same nigga, aint nothing changed
You just another lame nigga)

Magic (Ms. Peaches) talking:

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Whatever save all that shit
you know what? get the fuck out of I'm sick of your stupid ass (What?)
(Fuck you, I'll get my shit, I knew I shouldn't have been fucking with you)
I aint got time for all this fucking shit (Stupid ass nigga)
I got what the fuck I want, I got what the fuck I want
get your ass outta here
(Fuck you Magic you know that) alright alright whatever
(It's cool it's cool
I knew I shouldn't have been fucking with you bitch ass nigga
Fucking make me sick) get ya shit...get ya shit...
(That's what all yall niggas about)
get ya...get ya shit and GET THE FUCK OUT

[Master P]
Check this out Magic nigga
A lot of niggaz be fakin like they have shit
like they doin this or that
but nigga you know here go the real

Chorus: Master P (repeat 2X)

The ice on my wrist shine like a light
I can brighten up your day even at night

[Master P]
I'm just a young nigga hanging with the thug niggaz
Rollin with the drug dealers now they wanna mug niggaz
Ghettofabulous I mean we ballin
I represent the 3rd Ward, Calliope, New Orleans
If the price is on sale then I'ma buy it
Niggaz talkin bout they bigger than No Limit don't try it
No Limit don't stunt, or front, we got bank
I put that on the tank, and about 72 minks
in the closet, you want it we got it
Y'all leasin, we buyin, No Limit soldiers raise your Rolex high
My cousin Hot Boy just got out the pen
and check his wrist I mean he sitting on 1-10
Bling Bling with a 2000 big body
Hit the club and the girls get rowdy rowdy
Humvees on stretch, Ferrari's and 'Vette's
and a Rolls in the garage that I aint even drove yet

Chorus 2X

[Magic]
Shit I ain't got as much as P
but my Rolex cost me about 43 G's
Princess cut with a shine that will blind ya
You got platinum, but shit I'm right behind ya
I love diamonds, like I love rhymin
I need sun shades just to see the timin
Aww shit I done caused a fuckin accident
with a flick of my wrist man that wasn't meant
All this ice I got them hoes crazy
Keep the cat but I'll take some head baby
Last chance you better jump in this Mercedes
with me and P, smoking weed and drinking Hennessey
You know the real, who made the Forbes list?
I thought y'all was rich, man you niggaz ain't shit
You hate me cause I'm ballin
Everything that I drive is paid out (What)
A couple acres, man my shit is laid out (What)
I'm walkin around with a car on my arm
Shit they need to make a Roley alarm
Now I use my Roley for a mirror
and what I see in the reflection is a rich nigga

Chorus 4X

[Silkk talking]
Let me tell yall haters somethin' I'm rich bitch, so get used of it
No Limit(No Limit) fuckin' 2000 shit, still keepin' that shit gangsta

[Chorus: Magic &(Silkk)]
We keep it gangsta dawg(yo yo)
We keep It gangsta yall(now all my killas sing along yo)
We keep it gangsta dawg(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(all my muthafuckin' niggas)
We keep it gangsta dawg(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(now all my muthafuckin' bitches)
We keep it gangsta dawg(yall know, yall know)
we keep it gangsta yall(yall know we keep it gangsta, now sing along)

[Silkk]
I click quick, cause my temper is bad
My moms don't like dat, say I got my temper from my dad
When I was a young nigga I used to take thangs
Get locked in my cell & day dream
Shit I been locked down since I was 18
Deep in it, No beef in it
If it's beef in it, I can't sleep in it(get tha gun & creep in it)
Grab tha chrome, it's on
Let it be known, ain't noway to survive
But ride or die
An niggas gotta stay high
An stay by a liquor store, right up in tha hood & shit
I'm flossed out, sittin' up on tha hood of my six
I'm just chillin' tank top like I ain't got no stress
In tha middle of tha project, no bodyguards & no vest
(I love my fans)Me & Magic & C-Murder
In a car that seat thirty
We keep tha heat dirty
Now I'm ain't tryna tell ya I'm a thug
AN I ain't tryna tell ya I sell dope
I'm not tryna convince yall I'm rich, I'ma convince yall I'm broke
(shit I keep it gangsta)

[Chorus: Magic &(Silkk)]
We keep It Gangsta dawg(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(all my killas sing along yo)
We keep it gangsta dawg (TRU records keeps it gangsta yall)
(No limit keep it gangsta dawg)
We keep it gangsta yall(No Limit keeps it gangsta yall)
(nigga sing along yo)
We keep it gangsta dawg(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(now all my niggas say)

[Magic]
(Yo yo)
It's been a couple years, I rid myself of tha game
But I'm still thuggin', see habit is tha hardest thang to change
I'm still strugglin', tryna make a name for myself
But I won't rest til' I'm label as tha muthafuckin' best
I hustled hard, you can see me creepin' to tha top
Thankin' to yaself, will this nigga ever fuckin' stop
I'm still tha same, you can see I got it tatted on my arm
Bitch I been screamin' 9th Ward since tha day I was born
You niggas wouldn't listen but I bet you hear me now
You might not like me as a person but I bet you jock my style
I'm comin' up & I want tha whole world to know
It's my determination dat got me on every fuckin' video
I'm pass up every shittin' hoe
Mashin' every single folk
Dash on every po po dat harash me bout my fuckin' dough
Dat nigga you hear on every radio station
Tha thug niggas demand me, I'm givin' 'em inspiration
It's my turn(it's my turn)

[Chorus: Magic &(Silkk)]
We keep it gangsta dawg(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(all my killas sing along yo)
We keep it gangsta dawg(yo yo we keep it gangsta yall)
We keep it gangsts yall(No Limit keep it gangsta)
(No Limit keep it gangsta yall)we keep it gangsta dawg
(No Limit keep it gangsta yall. yall niggas sing along yo)
We keep it gangsta dawg(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(now all my niggas say)

[Silkk]
I keep it gangsta, can't get no gangsta than this
They say if you ain't tha shit now, you ain't never gon' be shit
If you ain't rich now, you ain't never gon' be rich
I told 'em if I can get 7 figures nigga, than why settle for 6
If I got beef & tha cops around I'm gonna relax & click clack later
Tha type of money I'm gonna get, automatically gonna attract haters
I keep a steel, keep it treal, keep it real
Silkk & Mista Magic gonna keep some mills(fuckin' keep it gangsta)

[Magic]
Now I'm drivin' a Navigator
Passin' up all tha haters
I'll see you niggas later
I'm on my way to makin' paper
Nah nigga here can fade us
Bitch we straight creatas
But nuttin' for free, you muthafuckas better pay us
I'm gettin' hot, got niggas changin' they verses
An I ain't I near bout finished it gets a whole lotta worser
I usedta snatch purses, done sent plent niggas to hearse's
If they didn't die then ythey surrounded by nurses(now that's gangsta)

[Chorus: Magic &(Silkk)]
We keep it gangsa dawg(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(all my killas sing along)
We keep it gangsta dawg(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(East coast, East coast yo)
We keep it gangsta dawg(keep it, we keep it gangsta dawg)
We kep it gangsta yall(West coast, West coast yo)
We keep it gangsta dawg(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(Down South, Down South yo)
We keep it gangsta dawg(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(Midwest, Midwest yo)
We keep it gangstadwag(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(No Limit, No Limit yo)
We keep it gangsta dawg(yo yo)
We keep it gangsta yall(TRU records, TRU records yo)
We keep it gangsta dawg

Here's that fire shit right here
Here's that top of the line Cali
Ya heard me?
Look.....
Hey brother it's that fire you aint gotta do all that just smoke him up iight K kno pass it
You gonna learn how to use that rotation dogg
It's like this..

Chorus 4X

Puff Puff pass the shit
Hurry up that's doja bitCh
You used to smoking that regular shit
So hurry up and pass it

[MagiC]
Pass me the dope man and let me smoke,
high as a kite and I'm bout to Choke
I'm so loaded it's hard to Cope,
seems like everything is a joke
Moving in slow motion, ChroniC is the potion
got me with the feeling I need
I just wanna smoke all day, sippin Cran and tangeraie
with my windows down hollerin' at people from 'round my way
(Wassup ni66a) hit this I'm with the good shit
I'm through with smoking bullshit
I gotta ConneCt, that's full in effeCt, and that's our little seCret
I ain't gonna lie my troubles over, help me put down my revolver
it gotta be good anytime that I Can smoke it with my father
It never harmed a soul even tho some people say it do
I never heard of no one dying over weed and that's the fuCking truth
So I'ma smoke and I'ma smoke until the day I fuCking die
very seldom you will CatCh me without a gloss in my eye
Smelling like a pound of indonesia, that other shit will tease ya
you need something to please ya, send you into seizures

Chorus 4X

[MagiC]
Smoking on that fire, really get's me higher,
keep my fuCking mind at ease
sinCe I been smoking on dat doja,
I Can't keep my Composure, Can you roll another one please?
My moma don't like it but I'm a grown man,
and she just don't understand
that when I'm red I'm a better man, but still bout my Cheddar man
I went to JamaiCa and smoked myself Crazy with my lady
trying to make a baby, right after C-Murder paid me
My habit is a zone a week, yea its illegal but it keeps me peaCe
so why in the fuCk the poliCe keep on trippin on me?
I aint bout no trouble when I'm high,
you think Im gon fight shit I'm too tired
You Can Cuss me out I look in your faCe and pass you by
If I was the president I'd make this shit legal
Cause if everybody was high then nobody would think of evil
Am I ever gonna quit this shit? Man you gotz to be jokin'
As a matter of faCt please excuse me while I'm smokin'

Chorus 4X

Let me see the lighters of all the smokaz
Every smoka put yo lighter in the air
Its time to smoke
Everybody lets get high at the same time
On the Count of three
One...Two...Three...
MmmmmmmHmmmmmm

Chorus: Magic

Bitch i'm a soldier (until the day that i die)
A No limit soldier (yes i am, yes i am)
I thought that I told ya (and nothing or no one could ever change that)
Ain't no need to ask me why I'm a soldier til i die.

[Magic]
I'm a soldier see the tank on my neck?
Mr. Magic is my name y'all better give me respect
You might remember me from seein' me postin' up on the block
With a .45 Glock
and a mouth full of rocks
Hustlin' like I didn't even care
Wakin' up my neighbors poppin' pistols in the air
Tryin' make a million pullin' all night flights I'm praying cuz I'm
knowin that my life ain't right
Forgive cuz I'm wrong but I'm begging or forgiveness
And now I'm hustlin' in a whole other business
Tryin' to do right for the people that I hurt
in the process of growin up
I've change my ways i guess thats why I'm blowin up
I'm comin' back for all my peeps
Just try to stay alive and keep your ass off the streets
For the ones that gotta hustle just to eat
Lord, I say a prayer for you before i fall asleep

Chorus

[Magic]
How man heard Sky's the Limit?
Shit i ain't finished this is only the beginning
I'm with no limit
Just think I'm in my prime
If I'm not the best just give me some time and I'll change your mind
Niggas like me hard to find
Genuine I'm the only of my kind young black and full of pride
With a mind to teach the whole world
If you just listen to my words
Y'all can feel my pain
A lot of years wasted, buku friends died a lot of wet faces
The other half caught a bunch of fuckin' cases
So still a lot of tender spaces
Wish I could erase the hate
Who said money makes you happy?
It can never bring back my daddy
So fuck the Navi and Caddie
I'm hopin' y'all could hear me
Cuz I'm speakin' this from the heart
Me and my fans never torn apart

Chorus

[Magic]
And to the haters that be hatin' on my click
Find a spot in line or suck a nigga's dick
I'm gettin a lot of call now
Bunch of fake bustas I couldn't ever trust ya,
fuckin blood suckers
Want me for the gift that you never thought I had
I saw your other side, but fuck it I'm mad
You say a lot of shit but you never ponit the finger
I'm guessin' that Mr. Magic gon' remember
Surprisin' a lot of so called superstars
Passive comments but really don't want go to war
Not with me my reputation stands for itself
Just pull the disc out can't keep it on the shelf go and get it like
it's the last one left
I work the piss out the people who press 'em
I thank the lord for such a wonderful blessin'
Every word that I speak is a lesson
hard to believe that this nigga is from the projects

Chorus

Magic
My Lord, our father.
There's so many things I need to say.
And alot of people don't wanna hear it.
But ya know what?
I'm a say it anyway.

I thank you Lord for my life
Forgive me Lord for complaining so much
I thank you Lord for my life
Your the only one that understands my pain

I'm twenty three, I done seen the whole world rot
Every type of crime, loud cheers from the audience,
they was jocking my style
Buck wild, doing my thang, fulfilling my dream
Shit, I remember thinking about back when I was a teen
I know I'm blessed, just having this tank around my chest
Cause every city that I been to homeless people facing death
I shed a tear, could never understand thier pain
Can't even shelter thier own families in the pouring rain
What did they do to deserve this life
Was it so horrible to make them serve a homeless night,
shit ain't right
Cause we eating, sleeping in good health
What we don't want we throw away, thinking only yourself
People need help, this generation we lost
Crying for what we want, not just crying for what we need
Men have to hunt just to feed
And we complaining bout bullshit
When we should thank him for the smaller things we did get

I thank you Lord for my life
Forgive me Lord for complaining so much
I thank you Lord for my life
Your the only one that understands my pain
I thank you Lord for my life
Forgive me Lord for complaining so much
I thank you Lord for my life
Your the only one that understands my pain

[Mia X]
Father I thank you for granting me another day to open my eyes
So I can see my little boy and girl play
Pray for so many worldly things I lust and greed
Got us calling on you mostly when we think that we need something
And we be running to the Bible when we locked up
But when we free we tryin a tear the block up
Negativity's embedded in our brains along with the mental chains
That we wear thanks to the slave masters game
I came to humble myself, cause through your mercy and grace
I got my freedom, my health and my spiritual wealth
My faiths been tested many times, the devil's so busy
But you gave me strength to conquer evil, Lord I feel you in me
Please forgive me for the times I haven't been right
And God, I thank you for this precious gift, my life
I love you Lord

[Magic]
Lord.
Me and Mia.
We do this all for you.

I thank you Lord for my life
Forgive me Lord for complaining so much
I thank you Lord for my life
See, I'm trying to teach the whole world
I thank you Lord for my life
Forgive me Lord for complaining so much
I thank you Lord for my life
Cause it's you that understands my pain

I hear people complain they fat but you blessed, people hungry
What you don't see those children on TV, starving and bony
You phony, would they complain if they could eat half that you eat
Or maybe sleep some of the places you sleep
I hear people complain they broke but you blessed cause you living
Better start thanking the Lord for the life that you was giving
Not a preacher but I'm preaching to the people I can reach
Tell 'em you say your prayers 'fore you fall asleep
If you ain't saying your prayers then you ain't getting no blessings
If you ain't getting no blessings, that's why your ass is stressing
I'm trying to teach a lesson, if you listen to the words I speak
You can see my Lord is the quickest way to get back on your feet
Parents should be teaching this just as soon as your born
Wouldn't matter it's out the Bible or the Holy Ahran
Everything is everything and my God is the beginning
With him, no losers, just winners

I thank you Lord for my life
Forgive me Lord for complaining so much
I thank you Lord for my life
You see I'm trying to teach the whole world
I thank you Lord for my life
Forgive me Lord for complaining so much
I thank you Lord for my life
You can truly understand my pain
I thank you Lord for my life

I mean, just think about it.
Everybody in this world are sinners.
It never matters to him.
Because we all his children, you know what I'm saying?
Everybody here is capable.
He's coming back someday yall for us.
So you gotta straighten out your life, know what I'm saying?
Stop complaining about all the small things.
Start waking up in the morning and thanking for things that you have.
You know people that's blind
will give up everything they have just to have sight.
People with no fingers
will give up everything they have just to have a hand.
And you get up and you complain about small things.
You can't pay a light bill.
You can't put gas in your car.
But your walking, your breathing.

Magic talking:

I'm that motherfucking nigga everyone asking about.
Yall know who the fuck this is.
That nigga-nigga Mr. Magic. (huh)
That nigga-nigga Mr. Magic.

Chorus x2

That's me motherfucker that's me (Who that is be with P?)
That's me motherfucker that's me (Who that is be with C?)
That's me motherfucker that's me
I'm the one they call Mr. fucking Magic

Verse 1:

I treat the mic like a blunt so watch Mr. Magic get high
spitting lyrical fire 'til they day i die
Yall remember me as that shadow that jumped out of the midst
making hit after hit and got the whole rap game pissed
Got 'em wondering where I came from
straight from hell the first nigga to make Lucifer run
You underestimate my consistency
Look like you waiting a weak verse nigga you might as well get rid of me
Mad cause you can't trigger me
Which angle is I come from, mad cause you can't catch me son
I already won and believe the best is yet to come
I'll be flippin MC's until the day that I'm deceased
and got every record label waiting on my contract to be released
I mean all in the pentenaries, niggas is probably mentioning me
Give or take a couple of years, I'll be the man eventually
You can't stop what supposed to be
I'm the one, I'm the chosen man, That's ME

Chorus x2

Verse 2:

I'm the whisper you can hear in every project hall
the conversation you can hear through every crack in the wall
the funny noises you can hear in your house when it's dark
the biggest upset in years cause im at the top of the charts
got niggas wondering why the fuck they struggling
I guess that's a fucked position that Magic put you in
But it's my turn so give me some breathing room
you aint on a nigga's ass killer but that's cool
It's all to be expected shit you let me know I'm competion
but there's alot more to me that you niggas couldn't even vision
give you a run for your money and bitch I'll take your shit
I'll run your pussy ass home like a bitch
See aint no studio up in me, better not offend me
I'll rape Barney and kill Officer Friendly
shoot at the sheriff and the motherfucking deputy
See I'm the one you looking for motherfucker that's ME

Chorus x2

Verse 3:

Just name a designated time and a designated place
point them niggas out and I promise they be erased
Ain't a fake bone in my body, If I did I'd take it out
In front of the whole world so nobody would have doubt
that nobody could take me out, I'm just in a half-clout
Forgive me if I'm wrong but my money is what I'm bout
My dope is high coat, smoking po-po till I die
trying to make a couple mill 'fore the age of 25
I spin and been like a motherfucking tornado
cut your from nose to navel, now that shit gonna potato
It's kinda hard to believe that a nigga like me from the C-T-C
Went from serving fiends to posing in magazines
Nigga we hustled on the same corner
the only difference is my hustle was a little stronger
I say you should go and fear, you got the right worry
cause I was created to make end careers early, ya heard me?
That's me motherfucker that's me (huh)
That's me motherfucker that's me (nigga-nigga what)
That's me motherfucker that's me (nigga-nigga what)
I'm the one they call Mr. fucking huh what

Chorus x2

Magic talking:

And if you dont know now you motherfucking know

[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 -

[Peaches/(Magic)]
Makes me wanna get away
(I wanna get away)
It makes me wanna get away
(I wanna get away)
It makes me wanna get away
(I wanna get away)
It makes me wanna get away

[Magic]
It's not a day go past I don't get a call, somebody need me
And I glance and I see my niggas on the TV
Lying dead, front page of the paper
I close my eyes, wishing I can wish this shit away, but I can't
Four other people died that day
And I know thier families probably feel the same way
Four other families felt the same yesterday
You don't think that's enough reason for us all to pray
Two girls got raped and they lost their virginity in my viscinity
Six more of my niggas on thier way to penetentaries
Just watch the news, every day it's fuckin problems
They feeding evil to our people, making promise
Quick to point the finger at the mama's
But what about the men's,
they always making promises to make it better
A bad plane crash, J.F.K. Jr.
That was the world, my heart goes to ya

[Peaches/(Magic)]
Makes me wanna get away
(I wanna get away)
It makes me wanna get away
(I wanna get away)
It makes me wanna get away
(I wanna get away)
It makes me wanna get away
(I wanna get away)

[Magic]
Another morning, ain't nothing changed, devil's still at my door
So I embrace myself for life as I pick my glock up off the floor
Got so many words, Lord when will my mind be free
Everything that look gold just ain't gold,
shit yall would like to be me
I always thought that money would make me happy
but it seems to add to my stress
Believe me I ain't complaining, cause yall know this life is a mess
I mean I'm blessed, must confess, brought me from the bottom to the top
But was it a test, the reason I was put in this spot
I lost my daddy when I was only eighteen years old
And I found out that same year this world is colder then a polar bear
Dig that advantage, life is stressing me out
A nigga got to go through all this bullshit just to make him some clout
This world is like a puzzle and I'm just trying to fit
Without putting myself on that road to that bottomless pit
Forgive me Lord, yall know that I ask something rich
It's just a shame that this life is a bitch

[Peaches/(Magic)]
(It makes me wanna get away)
Makes me wanna get away
It makes me wanna get away
(I wanna get away)
It makes me wanna get away
(I wanna get away)
It makes me wanna get away
(I wanna get away)
It makes me wanna get away
(I wanna get away)

Counting Down:
4 3 2 1

Chorus x8 (C-Murder)

Tru niggas gonna ride (we gonna ride or die)

Verse 1: (C-Murder)

Hit em' up, hit em' up, nigga i fuck them hoes
I smoke weed, make you bleed and it's time to go
and I walk with the league that's what gangstas do
and say where them dollars at? like gansta boo
and skee mask on the muthafucken dash my nigga
Cause if you see me that's yo' muthafuckin' ass my nigga
and Mr. Magic got that chopper for yo' ass my nigga
Take off my mask, so you can see my laugh my nigga
I represent that 3 nigga, so fuck what you claim
New Orleans is the place where I slang my caine
Red rum, red rum nigga (nigga) look who tried to harm me
I told you muthafuckas no limit is the army (What?) (What?)
If I die, i'll never cry, see the hate in my eye
It's time to ride, muthafucka bye (bye) bye (bye)
I told you muthafuckas dont fuck with TRU,
It was a dumb move nigga, now I'm fuckin wit you, biotch

(Chorus x8)

Counting Down:
(muthafucka, muthafucka) 4 3 2 1

Verse 2: (Magic)

They got to kill me to get to you
Before they leave, i'ma have them bitches black and blue, believe that
Muthafucka you aint heard of us?
TRU til' i die, man we muthafuckin' murderous
>From the place where them hoes crazy, niggas shady
But I maintain, cause no one could ever fade me
TRU Records is the next (what?) cause we the best (what?)
If you dont think so, then you could get the fuck fuck
I'm here to get you riders, so nigga what what
And i aint stopin' til we tear the fuckin' club up
So where my niggas at? actin' fuckin' fool
And where the bitches at? show em' that bithces rule
I wonna see you sweatin', clothes lookin' wet
Dick so hard that you can't even catch your breath
Smoke your herb nigga and get your drink on
You gave the party, everybody got their dance on

(Chorus x8)

C-Murder Talking:

My nigga (my nigga)
(Whats Up?) Ride Or Die muthafucka
TRU Records (you heard me?)
(whats up? whats up?) for the TRU souljas Tru niggas (you heard me?)
Honk your horn nigga, cause I'm comin' to pick you up Magic
(whats up nigga? get real)
I wonna say whats up to all the deadly apostles outhere
My nigga macadon, tom from the St. T (Saint Thomas), you dig?
My nigga G'Boe, my nigga Sam (the Calliope) whats up nigga?
Crazy from ruff forever, Beelow (whoa) (Beelow)
All the muthafuckin' clubs playin' my shit, you dig?
(you know that, you know that, the real shit)
The west, marine, you dig? monte
Whats up Ke'Noe nigga? (Deadly Sounds)
Ha (what?) this shit real out here boy,
we gonna ride or die, TRU for Life, you dig?
pause, watch me out

Chorus x8 until fade

[Magic]

Say C & Mac, bruh, I think them hoes gone love this shit dogg Foreal!
Knowmsayin'? Tell them hoes come to the floor dogg!

[C-Murder]
TRU, ya dig?

[Mac]
Whoa!

[Magic]
What? It's goin' DOOOOOOOOOOWN tonight!
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAH! Where the ladies at? All ladies hit the floor!

[Chorus-Mac]
Now won't you wobble, wobble?
Lemme see ya shake it, shake it
Now won't you drop it, drop it?
Oooooh, take it take it (2X)

[First Verse-Mac]
You already know what's happenin' when I step in this bitch
And I know ya heard of me, cuz I'm right there off of G.T. and Dorgenois
And you been bout servin' me
Sheezy, you heard my song and it got you bucked up
You want that camoflauge love, ha? It got me fucked up
I just want to see you wobble, like your mama's won that lotto
Like your Daddy's full of that bottle
Like your Brother when they called him hollow
Like them G.T. bitches, them Saint T. bitches, my No Limit bitches
Them boss bitches, bout they riches, and it ain't no secret
They want that soldier gear,
that you can only get from that soldier clique
That old "Bitch I told ya" dick, now luh-look
We drop it like it's hotter, from the dance floor to the Ramada
Givin' up them pesos? I thinks notta, now won't you...

[Chorus]

[2nd Verse-C-Murder]

Lemme see ya wobbledy shake it, shake it pop it don't break it
You want love? Let's make it, shit I just can't wait til' you naked
You lick your lips it makes me hard,
Daydreamin, and fiendin' and screamin',
you creamin' for SEX that you be needin' this evening
It's all good, you bounce your ass for cash at the club
Show me love for a dub, but is it cool to fuck or what?
I'm sweaty, ready, full of juice and Amereti(?)
Got 2 D.U.I.'s, here take my keys and you can drive
Let's get high while we ride or do you wanna smoke outside?
I got that cess weed, that shit make you thinkin' you can fly
Baby girl come and get it get it, lemme hit it hit it
For real, no time for actin' shitty shitty
Lemme see ya shake, bounce, twerk, rattle and roll
I call it the wobble now get your ass on the floor!
Hold on baby, bounce that ass or hit the dash,
Shit, this a muthafuckin' TRU party bitch

[chorus]

[3rd Verse-Magic]

I like it when I see em actin' bad, SHAKIN' THAT ASS
Got me really contemplatin' bout, TAKIN' THAT ASS
The way they wobbledy wobbledy, ass bouncin' everywhere before they
Drop it and droppin' it, I can't help but to stare
Got a nigga sayin' "ooh girl"
The way you twerkin' gots to make you my boo girl
Don't move girl,
I'm on my way to the floor baby
Comin' for mine I wanna see if you can really shake it
It's bump and grind, is it, soft as it looks?
Can I squeeze the Charmin? OOOOOOOOOH!
Are you upset? I didn't mean no harm
But you got the wobble, uh, OH MY GOD!
Got me, hummin and hummin, and hummin and hummin like a dog WOOF!

[Chorus]

[Magic]
Yo, this has been a TRU party production, ya HOID ME??????

(*talkin*)
0-1-2 baby, Ezell Swang and Suga Bear
Here goes another one, and another one
And another one, come on

[Hook: Suga Bear & (Ezell Swang)]
Everybody can't ball like me
Hit the club with the click, and shot call like me
(For real, all I wanna do is party ma
I took a bottle to the head, so it's time to get on the flo' now)
Everybody can't ball like me
Hit the club with the click, and shot call like me
(All the dranks, all the women
With this tank around my neck, you know I'm walking screaming)

[Magic]
We like bragging, we like stunting
We hit the club, and get the bitch jumping, ha
Look, we like shining, teeth glistening
So when we talking, a nigga listen, what
Do you understand the words, coming out of my mouth
Or are you too busy trying to copy cat, these boys from the South
Look, we love Pac, cause we love thugging
We love Biggie cause we love flossing, you heard me
Who else come to the club, with twelve hoes
Butt naked, showing ass and elbows
Who else, keep a case of Crys in the car
In case my head ain't right, I done bought out the bar
Look, we love smoking, that poo-poo lala
Only if it's fire, and guaranteed to get me higher
Look, we bout trouble, we bout repping
We love toting concealed weapons, you bout that nigga

[Hook]



[Magic]
Look, we love hoes, we like ladies
We like ready made families, hoes with three babies
It's understood, we like a project chick
I prefers her red and thick, oooh
Check it, I like dubs, but we love dub deuces
Anything smaller's, fucking useless
We like representing, where we from
We love hustling for the spoil of it, we love to be on the run
You motherfuckers, can't ball like us
Take a fall like us, and come back quick in a Nav truck
We like cars, but we love trucks
So we could pull up to the spot and, tell the hoes to load up
We love being, in the VIP
Cause we very important people, like you can't see that
It doesn't matter, cause I'm still on top
My pockets gon stay fat, nigga you can believe that

[Hook]

[Magic]
Them boys from the South, got them golds in they mouth
Snatching hoes from niggaz, is what they really about
Spending cash is our stilo, ain't a thing gon change
We from the swamps nigga, ten years of hell and gain

[Hook]

[talking:]
Yo come on, I'm doing this shit for my nigga Mac
I'ma keep shit hot and popping, till you back home baby
For my niggaz in the South, these niggaz don't understand

[Hook: x2]
You wan' creep with the creepers, ride with the riders
Dance with the devil, the cut throat connivers
Nothing before fam, we keep this tight like pliers
Fuck with us, we'll set this bitch on fire

[Magic:]
Look, you got a couple issues need fixing
From now on in the billboard charts, your shit's missing
No name, no dissing
That's not my style, I only beef with my fist
And I only fuck with a few, and that's my crew
Cause they gon wild out, and do the same shit I do
We smoke humps, when we locked up
We stay locked up, because we known to tear the block up
9th Ward, is the cave I dwell in
When I fell in, I became a two time felon
Trying to switch negatives, to the positive
I chose rap, cause that's where the money is
I'm bout to do this, like the dope game
Increase the product, got every CD shelf stocked up
Cause I'm a hustler, drug smuggler
Head buster, I'm a no good motherfucker
I'm here to flush out, the cast-aways
Rappers riding all the shit, they did yesterday
Cause it's a new era, mo' cheddar
My pockets street, so my rhymes got better
You think a Southern nigga, can't rap
But that's a paying not fact, so they sent me to handle that
You got a grudge, against Master P
Because he got more loochie, than you coward niggaz'll ever see
Plus he got me, the annihalator
Probation violator, there's none greater
You ain't gon spend, seventeen on my shit
And feel played, cause they only got a couple hits
My album, you won't believe
I work so damn hard, my hair line's receding
I'm like Jada, kiss the game goodbye
Let's push the weak to the side, let the strong niggaz ride

[Hook]

[Magic:]
Grab a seat, nigga take a listen
Am I the nigga, that you should be dissing I think not
My flows run deeper, like the Mississippi
Go against this nigga, it won't be pretty
You need a prescription, to cop this
And a hundred niggaz, with hundred round clips won't try and stop this
Lyrically, I'm so versatile
I could rap on a Frank Sinatra track, and rock the crowd
So think, before you speak
Cause New Orleans niggaz, don't beef we creep and uh
Like we creeping, to the top of this food chain
Southern niggaz took a spot, in this rap game
We ignorant, because we never had fortune
We'll share the game, but y'all take a smaller portion
We always, in motion
Getting rid of us, is harder than getting rid of abortions

[Hook x2]

See, what I want you women to understand
Is I know how to treat you, I know how to give
You what you need, I know how to make you feel good
I know how to make you say ooh na-na, ya heard me

I know you see the, 600 leather inside
Sitting on twenty inch high, do you want to go for a ride
I was thinking we could, chit chat and sip some Don P
This honey's leaving with me, she must don't know I'm a freak

[Magic]
I'm feeling like a blooder day, I'm doing big things
Moving in a major way (hey), pocket full of big faces
And them haters wishing they could trade places, but face it
You ain't the balla type, you don't know how to dress when you rocking ice
You don't know how to shop, and ignore the price
You don't know, how to never wear the same thing twice
I could jump in a designer suit, with fresh braids
Ain't gotta spit no game, I'm getting leid
That's the things that come in life, when you paid
What can I say (hmmm), I got it made
Blessed with a sexy voice, hey boo
Gotta keep the ladies moist, and who knew
I was born with a royal touch, I can't help it
I spit and its platinum plus, trust

I know you see the, 600 leather inside
Sitting on twenty inch high, do you want to go for a ride
I was thinking we could, chit chat and sip some Don P
This honey's leaving with me, she must don't know I'm a freak

[Magic]
When I'm feeling like a new ride, I just drive it
Never bring it back they know, I'ma buy it
I'm feeling like a new crib, I go get it
Price ain't a option shaggy, come with it
I either start collecting up, now you know
I don't know nothing bout, no Van Gogh
Spending money is a hobby, I never stop in a hotel lobby
I keep the presidential suite, on lock for me
First class, everything I do is VIP
Whoa, big pimping spending cheese
Bling bling, got a car sitting under my sleeve
Damn slow me down, cause I'm out of control
Got a stack in my pocket, that refuse to fold
So I throw away the hundreds, that look too old
And I change women more, than I change my clothes

I know you see the, 600 leather inside
Sitting on twenty inch high, do you want to go for a ride
I was thinking we could, chit chat and sip some Don P
This honey's leaving with me, she must don't know I'm a freak

[6 Piece + (Magic)]
I said playas (see we playas baby)
Do you want to take a chance
I'm just trying to teach (well go ahead and teach em 6 Piece)
I wanted you just to let yourself be free (uh)
Free and give it to me

[Magic]
This is what you do to live, the good life
Gotta get with me to live, the good life
Switching lanes in the six, now that's the good life
Ice on your wrist, if that's what you like
House on the hill, hmm I just might
Give me a reason to put you over something nice
We could make tonight the night, is that right
You do me, I'll do you, aight

I know you see the, 600 leather inside
Sitting on twenty inch high, do you want to go for a ride
I was thinking we could, chit chat and sip some Don P
This honey's leaving with me, she must don't know I'm a freak

(*talking*)
This for my niggas, 9th Ward bound
Cross the canal, and the CTC
I'm still thuggin' nigga, ha-ha
Ya heard me

[Magic]
Ain't nothing changed, still struggling trying to make an advance
I got a little loot, but I'm tired of spending hundreds of grands
I'm trying to blow a mill you feel me, never even missing
And me and my niggas have been rude, getting fitted
We destined to ball, we different from y'all
Y'all like to shop, but we'd rather buy out the mall
Gots no friends, I gots to keep the fam with me
Has no pity gon bust bust, until empty
Out of love nigga, I...full of blood nigga
As somebody getting drugged nigga
I tried changing, but I guess this shit is deep in the blood
I guess that's why my mama calls me a thug, but still

[Chorus]
Take a walk through my hood
And everything seems to be a-o.k
See my niggas on the block still hustling
Living life, day by day
Don't get mad at us, just understand
That that's the way, playas play
Society done showed us the money
And the cars, and made us this way

We forever be some hustlers, don't trust us
Because we motherfucking hustlers - 4x

[Magic]
Now you can call me greedy
But I envy niggas balling harder
Then up comes, the 9th Ward shit starter
I'm the definition, it don't gets no clearer
Genuine, hundred percent, thug nigga
Full of fire, try me feel my flames
And let me prove, ain't a damn thang changed
Uh-huh, I'm thuggin' for my niggas, let it be heard


I represent the 9th no, disrespect to the Third
I got a obligation to show the world, how we thuggin'
How we does it, Orleans buzzers, I'll be there for you cousin
To smoke with you, choke with you, maybe crack a joke with you
Cause I use to be broke with you

[Chorus]

We hustlas, we hustlas
Uh-huh, we motherfucking hustlas
I said we hustlas, nigga we hustlas
Uh-huh, we motherfucking hustlas

[Magic]
25 years of bullshit, 25 years of
Stashing rocks, under my lip
25 years of trying to get rich quick, trying to hit a lick
Trying to make a dolla, out of fifteen cents
I hustler harder than the average, kidnapping
And jacking, happens to be my favorite
See I did this on the regular nigga
I move swift like the Predator, nigga
To anialate my competitor, and to add to my decimals
See I ran with professionals, niggas
With big testicles, that's down for whatever
Put my life on the line, to keep my family straight
You niggas die when you in my way, motherfuckers

[Chorus]

(*talking*)
I did this here for my mo'fuckers, I ain't gon lie
I love you niggas from the bottom of my mo'fucking heart
9th Ward till the day I die, if a nigga can't respect that
Tell em stay the fuck out my face, cross the canal nigga

Yo, baby, you ain't got to worry
Bout nothing, be my boo shh
You my main squeeze

I was wondering if I, could get with you
Then you, would be my boo
There's no limit, to things that we can do
You know I'll always be there
Go out with your boys, and run the streets
Don't care, bout who you meet
I know that you get hard, up on the ki's
No matter what, I'll be there

Come on and tell me, you gon' be there
And do the things, and let me know that you still care
You ain't tripping off, of knowing that I get around
That's why I'm digging you mama, because you still down
Yeah, we had our fuss and fights, but that's life
Leave mad, but I'm coming back home the same night
Say a couple things, to rub you wrong
It's make up time, baby tonight it's on
Something bout the way, that you making me feel
Keep me hustling, don't worry bout a damn bill
Just keep the loving coming, like when we touching stomachs
I get this chill up my spine, I'm so glad that that ass is mine
And just a sprinkle, of your voodoo
Got me hooked on, everything that you do
Yeah, that's why I believe in putting in over time
A fly precious the places, that gon' keep a nigga on your mind

Come on and scratch me, squeeze me
Tease me, don't give it to me easy
Sex games, keep the relations brand new oh
The way you dance in the dark, no way I'm leaving you boo
If you suck my soul, I'll play with your emotions
Belvedere on the rocks, will be the potion
The lust is getting greater, that I'm feeling inside
You like wine baby girl, you get better with time
I ain't satisfied, 'till you climax
It's all about you mama, is you feeling that
See I know, my woman's work
She's here when I'm happy, and here when I'm hurt
You make me want to stay home, leave my niggaz alone
'Cause you give a nigga the freedom, to go out and roam
You that twinkle, in a nigga's eyes
So I'ma do what's necassary, just to see you smile

When I'm out all times a night
Let me know girl (will you be there)
When I'm flying from state to state
Let me know girl (will you be there)
When I'm feeling like sexing you, from wall to wall
Let me know (will you be there)
When I'm feeling all down and out baby girl

No matter what, I'll be there

What we gunna do right here is take a little smoke break...
Not the little white kind with the filters on it,
But the kind that makes you high and elevates your mind.
I'm talking bout...high.
[Chorus:]
Tell me which way is up 'cause I'm tryin to get fucked up.
I want to get hiiigh (everybody knows I want to get high).
If why'all could just leave me alone I could do this on my own.
I'm tryin to get high.
That's all I want to do baby...Is get high
Roll it up blazed it up.
I ain't trying to get high I'm tryin to get fucked up.
Smokaholik.
I'ma fiend for the hizzerb.
Smoke anything green...Here lizard lizard.
I like to smoke til my eyes look chinese.
Fuck a dime bag give me four OZs.
Do you smell the aroma.
I'm about to fall in a Indonesia coma.
I fucks w/ snoop so you know what I need.
That's sticky icky with no stems or seeds.
I can't even drive, the smoke all in my eyes.
I don't give a damn, long as I'm high when I die.
Chain smoka I light a gook off of a gook.
I got it bad and I dunno what to do.
I inhale and exhale marijuana.
In church and all in front ya momma.
[Chorus]
When I'm sleeping...Ima blow be a gooky
When I'm hungry...Ima blow me a gooky
When I'm thirsty...Ima blow me a gooky
I'ma blow by myself or I'ma blow with my crew
This is my medicine
When I'm in pain no one makes me feel better than Mary Jane
I'm rappin just to make enough paper to gather up my shit and move to jamaica...Or Amsterdam where its legal
Smoke dogs that's my kinda people
Is there a rehab for niggas like me
That's 25 and been smokin since 15?
I done forgot how it feels to be sober
Them days are over as long as I got doja
When its a drought I'm going out to Cali
Without a doubt 'cause that's what makes me happy
[Chorus]
Check this out
I love smokin that kiya
Long as a spia
And gets me higha
Its that stress free relaxation
No other drug is this elevation
So all my smokas it keeps me easy...easy...easy
And that's Fo sheezy
Let me smoke my, my marijuana
And stop harassin me-ijuana
I've smoked swisher sweets
Keep movin
You know what I'm doin(shit)
How many rappers you know brok as fuck?
I smoke weed like clockers smoke crack
I got it bad
I sell my soul for a pound of that White Willow
Haha

(*talking*)
This organization was built on me
What I put together, that no man come in between
I am the foundation, and I will weather the storm

You don't want to go to, you don't want to go to
You don't want to go to war with us
You don't want to go to, you don't want to go to
What...

[Chorus]
You don't want to go to war with us
My niggas be too dangerous
You don't want to go to war with these
Soldier boys we bout it bout it, so nigga please whooa
You don't want to go to war with us
My niggas be too dangerous
You don't want to go to war with these
You hating my click, well nigga please whooa

[Magic]
See I'm sick dog, and I rip your lip off, if I get pissed off
Or ripped off uh-huh, that's when the shit starts
I'm vicious, I didn't get all of my shots
When I bite I lock, and I won't let loose until the bones pop
And I watch you, until your vital signs stop
And walk off in the night, with no worries fuck the cops
This shit is real dog, play with us and watch how many pop up
In the junk yard scattered round, bodies all chopped up
If I flip out, I take a quick flight up out the country
Better ask somebody, Mr. Magic he acts a donkey
I spit shit that make the average, not stand a chance
And I keep spitting until the top dogs, know I'm the man
I'm running you back to the streets, go and hustle the corners
This time I'm playing for keeps, so I think you wouldn't want to
Four see-notes turn to dimes, and dimes turn to ones
Your pockets is getting young son, so

[Chorus]

[Magic]
Close and personal with the sorrow
Connected with the, crooked to fire your hips
Whole nation regretting, that their punishment raised killas
You forget about having this, the game not fair
No trusting in one another, when the love not there
I promise thug life, niggas control this track
Since you niggas twisted the game, we just twisting it back
I'm related to hurting, hurting by material praise
Settle for less, and let the stress make us forget about better days
Have mercy, these demons wouldn't guide us right
We come if nobody's trying to make it, to the guiding light
I'm a victim of living, pay me what you owe and hate
And let me die, with a smiling face
Just me and my people thugging forever, we no longer bleed no mo'
And who so ever approach us, don't wan breathe no mo'
Give a blessing to every nigga, that held us down
My people issue in hell right now

[Chorus]

[Magic]
I'm a ridiculous lyricist, you hear the fire in my vocals
You can't keep up, and oh well got me some more sales
25 years old, but I'm young and I'm still learning
This shit just pours outta me, keep the c.d.s burning
Fuck gold, I'm trying to sell a couple of mill
If this ain't my year, then somebody is getting killed
Excuse my anger, but I feel like I'm being cheated
I won't be denied, I refuse to be defeated
If we broke we jacking, anything got cash
If I can't make it in this rap, y'all better kill my ass
Cause I click off knock your dick off, and leave you stuck out
If I let you live, then pray nigga cause you been lucked out
Ahh I abuse you, and the shadow behind you
Beat you both to death, where they mama she couldn't find you
And them people that signed you, got to charge it to the game
Still the same, ain't a thang changed

[Chorus - 1/2]

Presedntial Campaign
[Police Officer]
We have an APB on a 51-50 mental patient named Mr. Magic...
He hasn't taken his medication...
He is considered armed and crazy...

[Magic]
See, I'm a cool nigga - just don't get me mad
I start to tear shit up, acting fuckin bad
Pissin people off, throwing elbows
Even at the hoes, the club I have to close
But you ain't feelin me, come get your isha, nigga
See, you ain't scaring me, like you some kind of killa
See, I done killed two, so look up in my eyes
And what you wan' do, tell me what you wan' do?
I cuss your grandma, I ain't got no respect
You better leave me alone, before I grab you round your neck
I get a check nigga, see I'm lil retarded
I'm from across the canal, the city of New Orleans
You see this platinum chain? This The New No Limit
How could you play with yourself and think that we was finished?
So don't be swelling up, acting bout that there
Just stop that stupid thinking, 'cause I doubt that there

[Chorus: Magic]
Calm ya nerves nigga, 'cause I can thug too
Ain't got no love nigga, so what you wan' do?
I'm in the club nigga, kickin my thug on
Lookin for Big Booty bitches that I can rub on
You ain't scarin me, so what you wan' do?
What you wan' do, tell me what you wan' do?
And you ain't scammin nigga, so what you wan' do?
What you wan' do, tell me what you wan' do?

[Magic]


See, I'ma dumb nigga, when I got a gun, nigga
I shoot the neighbor's dogs and cats for fun, nigga
I was in Special Ed, see I ain't right, nigga
When I fight you I be fightin to take your life, nigga
I bite, kick and scratch - I ain't no fuckin boxer
I'm tryin to kill somethin or send somethin to the doctor
See I'm on medication to keep my nerves calm
The doctors told me without it I'm like a time bomb
I see dead people.. you think I'm fuckin scared?
I stay prepared got the calico right under the bed
I'm from the Nine, nigga, respect my mind, nigga
I'm bouty bouty, see I thug all the time, nigga
You with that bullshit, then get the fuck, nigga
Stay with that bullshit, and you'll get buck, nigga
I fuck over your guy, and to niggas that look like ya
Scratch off screamin "9th ward for life"

[Chorus]

[Magic: repeat 4x]
One way, or the other, I'm gon find you
I'm gon get chu, get chu, get chu, get chu

[Outro 4x]
Put yo' drink down, get yo' thug on

[Hook:]
What the fuck, you niggaz gon do
When my niggaz, come running for you - 2x
What the fuck, you hoes gon do
When my niggaz come, spitting that game
We pimps, playas macks
Believe that baby, ain't a damn thing changed

[Magic:]
I'm in my Navigator, passing up all the haters
I give em holla like, why shaggy I'll see you later
I'm with my fucking crew, we 9th Ward forever
So stay the fuck away from us, is what you niggaz better
We taking all the cheddar, my crew be the hardest
We may be few, but we damn sho' shouldn't be disregarded
You see us in them clubs, hanging out with the thugs
And surrounded by a bunch of bitches, showing us love
Smoking the finest doe-doe, fuck with us a no-no
I'll have to get the fo'-fo', I don't wan' kill no black folk
So keep your distance shaggy, understand lil' whodie
'Fore I be locked in handcuffs, back down with Sheriff Foldy
When y'all was flipping pilla's, I was fighting with killers
Charging twenty G's to get rid of, every pussy nigga
Another bad creation, so don't try my patience
I kill for fun, like it's a ragreation

[Hook]

[Magic:]
And to you sheisty bitches, looking for my riches
I bought twenty acres of land, and dug twenty ditches
See I refuse to let go, of a single peso
So stay the fuck up off of me, you trifling garbage stank hoe
This ain't for all the women, just the gold diggers
All up in a nigga face, cause I got a couple figgas
I know how to treat a woman, if she got some class
But if she don't, she'll get a foot up in her fucking ass
See I'm a playa baby, I got a reputation
Get booty calls from superstars, all across the nation
They call me the dicksman, I coulda been in porno
Ask them hoes about my magic, see if I'm fa sho though
I keep's it on the low-low, cause if my wifey do that
She'd prolly buy a Louis slugger, whip a nigga blue-black
See I'm a casanova, mixed with a little rover
I'm more doggy than Snoop, when I'm in them hoes over

[Hook]

[Magic:]
I'm bout my millions, I stay away from fonies
I keep my niggaz with me, to fuck all these tenderonies
By 2001, I should be international
Hoes in every city, that shouldn't be a hassle
Now let's be rational, who could withstand this
I'm here to show that every rapper, in the world is pissed
Me and my niggaz balling, you and your niggaz falling
You ain't know me last year, so nigga keep'a calling
It's all about my family, I know you can't stand me
That's all fine and dandy, I'll see you at the Grammy's
Sitting next...then my lesson cycle
Bling-blinging on his ass, Roley ice is so cold
I'm buying brand new Bentleys, off the showroom flo'
Then raffle the bitch off, to the homeless and po'
It's my time my nigga, so part the red sea
And wait till you motherfuckers, get a load of me ha

[Hook]

(feat. Monique O'Neil, S. Bear)

[talking:]
Ooh come here girl, uggggh
Damn, you all thick round there

[Hook:]
All I came to do, is get my party on
Dance all night, till the early morn'
But you look kinda jazzy, and you caught my eye
The Caddy's in the front, can we take a ride
(I usually don't do this, when I first meet
But play your cards right, and then we'll see what's up then)
So tell me girl, what's up with you
Tell me baby girl, what's up with you

[Magic:]
I fell in lust when I saw you baby, shaking that ass
Got me really contemplating bout, taking that ass
To the crib with me, and I ain't letting you leave
Until you know you're top class, you belong to me
Let me drink this Hennessey, with ya
Let me smoke this 'gar weed, with ya
I ain't trying to hit ya, I want you to see the bigger picture
Them niggaz broke, and I'm playing with a couple figgas
Try me, don't you wanna live the good life
You so cute, you'll make a nigga a good wife
Make pretty kids, just tell me where you wanna live and I'll provide
Just tell me what kind, color I'm going by your eyes
You ain't heard, girl I fuck with P
Big paper, so you straight cause you fuck with me
I like anything expensive, I'm top notch
Anything else is senseless, is you with that

[Hook]

[Magic:]
Let me whisper some'ing, in your ear
Tell you some'ing that you need to hear, you the shit mami
Let me show you, where you need to be
Right chea on the side of me, looking good mami
Let me take you, on a shopping spree
Let's stop by Victoria's Secrets, before we leave
You wanna see the world, fly to the Swiss Alps
You stressed out, tired of niggaz that ain't no help
I got you, let me show you the other side
The way it shoulda been, the way you 'sposed feel inside
Come take a ride with me, let me share some game with ya
Let me share some of this fame with ya, believe me baby I'm with ya
Come and get your issue, cause baby you deserve
Them niggaz that vex your nerve, kick 'em to the curb
Now you rolling, with the big dogs
Any shots round here, I'm the one to call baby you wanna ball

[Hook x2]

[talking:]
Ha-ha-ha, I knew y'all thought we was gon stop
All y'all talking, Soulja Productions you heard
Yeah Magic still down, don't be mad
It's on and popping, you heard