Текст песни Magic f C-Murder - Thugs
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[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.1 - We thugs What you ain`t heard of us, man 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 past, I remember wearing ski masksRunning from the taz, busting at they stupid assesCoward fuckin bastards would love to see my wrapped up in plasticWith a lock on my casketBut ut uh, ain`t goin be none of thatYall 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 bitch, I got a fuckin chopperI`m the southerns finest, rewind thisAnd see if your shit can call me your highnessYou can`t find this no where else but the southI love ducking but money is what I`m boutMy career is my necessity, who could the best beShit, man you motherfuckers testing meIt`s No Limit, I leave the war without a motherfucking blemishBitch I`m a soldier, I walk in the rain and I won`t get wetYou motherfuckers better give me respectBitch I`m Mr. Magic, I thought you knew I was here to cause havocDon`t get mad, cause 2 - I`m a thug What you ain`t heard of us, man 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 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 motherfucking homies.What`s up, what`s up P?What`s up Silkk, what`s happening Snoop?Magic, doing your thing.You put that fucking 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?