[C-Murder]

Wassup niggas and niggets?

We got the muthafuckin infamous three in this bitch.

That Uptown nigga, that Third Ward nigga.

And that Ninth Ward nigga.

We represent for every hood on this muthafuckin globe.

No Limit, nigga check this out.

I'm a tell you niggas like this.



[C-Murder]

Straight out the projects, a crazy nigga named C-Murder

Quick to put a muthafucker in a death gerter

First we blank to smoke weed out of zig zags

And call it chop chop to meet me on the dope spot

In the projects we flip checks for the bricks

And beat dope fiends down with them iron sticks

My nigga Serv and Mr. Magic bout to cause havoc

Ready, aim, shoot, niggas jumpin like some jack rabbits

I hit the third and I swerve with Serv

Pushin birds by the herbs, from the jets to the suburbs

A trigger happy muthafucka with respect, breaking necks

Coming straight out the muthafuckin projects



[Mr. Serv On]

These motherfuckers don't know me.

You niggas don't know muthafuckin streets.

I'll fuckin survive.



Straight outta uptown, a rowdy muthafucka named Serv

You niggas need to believe what the fuck you see, 

and not what the fuck you heard

Before it's all said and done, nigga I'm a make you stand and bow

When I flow all my muthafuckin raps on the tracks, everbody get wild

(Uptown, uptown, we don't take no shit

Uptown, uptown, niggas staight jack ya bitch

Uptown, uptown, we don't take no shit

Uptown, uptown, niggas straight jack ya bitch)

Back to lesson at hand, bitches gotta understand

Fuck it nigga I accept this fuckin war, I'm the fuckin man

You can go blow for blow, rap for rap, better yet blast for blast

What up nigga, I'm talkin too muthafuckin fast

I tell you nigga I'm a slow it down

No Limit, I never fall, damn you hate to see some muthafuckin' killas ball

So guess what niggas when I come around, you know it's going down

Believe it nigga, I'm straight outta uptown



[Magic]

Man wait, hold on, hold on.

Ya'll niggas is something fuckin else bruh.

Man fix me a fuckin drink and roll me a blunt.

Let the downtown nigga do a little something ya hoid me?



Straight out the Ninth Ward, remember me, It's Mr. Magic

I'm here and I'm hittin harder than a heron habit

Got the world screamin Ninth Ward, bitch I might drop it

When I'm driving in St. Clause, all my pastors die hard

Because I made it and I'm keepin' it real

Every song I scream Ninth Ward, I could imagine how ya'll people feel

See my name all over t-shirts

Walkin with my CD's, coming to concerts

I can see em pushin in the crowd

Actin real ignorant, screamin real loud



(From the Nine, niggas don't mind dying

>From the Nine, niggas don't mind dying)

Huh, huh

(From the Nine, niggas don't mind dying

>From the Nine, niggas don't mind dying)



Now where my niggas at, what what

And where the bitches at, what what

Where my niggas at, what what

Where my niggas at, what what

Straight out the Ninth Ward

Yeah nigga



[Mr. Serv On/(Magic)]

That was aight nigga but Uptown run this muthafucka.

(Fuck that shit.

Fuck that Uptown shit.)



I'm from Uptown

(I'm from Downtown)

I'm from Uptown

(I'm from Downtown)

I'm from Uptown

(I'm from Downtown)

I'm from Uptown

(I'm from Downtown)



What what what

Nigga shit, nigga you know what, uptown run this muthafucka.

(Man, downtown in this bitch nigga.)

You now what?

If you put both of them bitches together

Alot of money makers and killers nigga.

(That's right nigga)

Ha ha, nigga, keep it on the song nigga.

We all gon die nigga one day we gon die and ride together.

(Uptown and downtown.

We all represent New Orleans in this muthafucka.

You know what the fuck I'm talkin bout.

We No Limit Soldiers nigga)

What, What, yo nigga.

It's Serv-On throw out to the NWA nigga.

Rest in peace Eazy.

Ya'll made it real but a nigga like me 

come along and handle my fuckin' business.

(Yall, it's Mr. Magic.

Rest in Peace to Eazy E.

Give it up to DJ Yella, MC Ren, Ice Cube, Dr. Dre.)