Thugs

[magic] Ok, let the f**kin dogs come through ok? Get the f**k out the way man And let the f**kin dogs come through ok? This belongs to us man. We the f**kin thugs. 1 - we thugs What you ain't heard of us, man we motherf**kin 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 past, I remember wearing ski masks Running from the taz, busting at they stupid a*ses Coward f**kin bastards 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 f**kin coppers) You think I f**kin worry bitch, I got a f**kin chopper I'm the southerns finest, rewind 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 necessity, who could the best be Shit, man you motherf**kers testing me It's no limit, I leave the war without a motherf**king blemish Bitch I'm a soldier, I walk in the rain and I won't get wet You motherf**kers better give me respect Bitch 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 motherf**kin 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 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 motherf**king homies. What's up, what's up p? What's up silkk, what's happening snoop? Magic, doing your thing. You put that f**king ninth ward on the map too. Damn, they 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?