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
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
[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
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??????
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
[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
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
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.
[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
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
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
[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)
[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.
