MAGIC!
MAGIC! - Thugs songtekst
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[magic] Oklet 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 ain't heard of usman we motherfuckin murderers Nigga we thugs A million dollars ain't easy to touch Cause us niggaz ain't scared to bust {repeat 1 x4} [magic] I do my best to keep my past in my pastI remember wearing ski masks Running from the tazbusting at they stupid asses Coward fuckin bastards would love to see my wrapped up in plastic With a lock on my casket But ut uhain't 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 bitchI got a fuckin chopper I'm the southerns finestrewind this And see if your shit can call me your highness You can't find this no where else but the south I love ducking but money is what I'm bout My career is my necessitywho could the best be Shitman you motherfuckers testing me It's no limitI leave the war without a motherfucking blemish Bitch I'm a soldierI walk in the rain and I won't get wet You motherfuckers better give me respect Bitch I'm mr. magicI thought you knew I was here to cause havoc Don't get madcause 2 - i'm a thug What you ain't heard of usman we motherfuckin murderers Cause I'm a thug A million dollars ain't easy to touch Cause us niggaz ain't scared to bust {repeat 2 x2} [c-murder] There you have it. (there you have it baby.) This has been a mr. magic presentationya dig. Brought to you by tru records. Millions and millions respect usya dig. Ain't no fakesain't no phonies. Nothing but tru motherfucking homies. What's upwhat's up p? What's up silkkwhat's happening snoop? Magicdoing your thing. You put that fucking ninth ward on the map too. Damnthey goin love you for that boy. This nigga's straight outta new orleans. And guess what. Tru records can't be stopped nigga. What's up?