(feat. C-Murder)

[Magic]

OK, let the $#&@in dogs come through OK?
Get the $#&@ out the way man
and let the $#&@in dogs come through OK?

This belongs to us man.
We the $#&@in thugs.


[1:]
We thugs
What you ain't heard of us, man we mother$#&@in murderers

^!$$% we thugs
A million dollars ain't easy to touch
cause us ^!$$%z ain't scared to bust

[1: x4]

[Magic]

I do my best to keep my past in my past, I remember wearing ski masks
Running from the taz, busting at they stupid $$#es
Coward $#&@in !@$(s would love to see my wrapped up in plastic

With a lock on my casket
But ut uh, ain'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 $#&@in coppers)
You think I $#&@in worry (*##$, I got a $#&@in chopper

I'm the southerns finest, rewind this
And see if your %#@! 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 necessity, who could the best be
%#@!, man you mother$#&@ers testing me

It's No Limit, I leave the war without a mother$#&@ing blemish
(*##$ I'm a soldier, I walk in the rain and I won't get wet
You mother$#&@ers better give me respect

(*##$ I'm Mr. Magic, I thought you knew I was here to cause havoc
Don't get mad, cause


[2:]
I'm a thug
What you ain't heard of us, man we mother$#&@in murderers

Cause I'm a thug
A million dollars ain't easy to touch
cause us ^!$$%z ain't scared to bust

[2: x2]

[C-Murder]

There you have it. (There you have it baby.)
This has been a Mr. Magic presentation, ya dig.
Brought to you by TRU Records.

Millions and millions respect us, ya dig.
Ain't no fakes, ain't no phonies.
Nothing but TRU mother$#&@ing homies.

What's up, what's up P?
What's up Silkk, what's happening Snoop?
Magic, doing your thing.

You put that $#&@ing Ninth Ward on the map too.
Damn, they goin love you for that boy.
This ^!$$%'s straight outta New Orleans.

And guess what.
TRU Records can't be stopped ^!$$%.
What's up?