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[talking:] Yo come on, I'm doing this shit for my nigga Mac I'ma keep shit hot and popping, till you back home baby For my niggaz in the South, these niggaz don't understand [Hook: x2] You wan' creep with the creepers, ride with the riders Dance with the devil, the cut throat connivers Nothing before fam, we keep this tight like pliers Fuck with us, we'll set this bitch on fire [Magic:] Look, you got a couple issues need fixing From now on in the billboard charts, your shit's missing No name, no dissing That's not my style, I only beef with my fist And I only fuck with a few, and that's my crew Cause they gon wild out, and do the same shit I do We smoke humps, when we locked up We stay locked up, because we known to tear the block up 9th Ward, is the cave I dwell in When I fell in, I became a two time felon Trying to switch negatives, to the positive I chose rap, cause that's where the money is I'm bout to do this, like the dope game Increase the product, got every CD shelf stocked up Letras de cancionesCause I'm a hustler, drug smuggler Head buster, I'm a no good motherfucker I'm here to flush out, the cast-aways Rappers riding all the shit, they did yesterday Cause it's a new era, mo' cheddar My pockets street, so my rhymes got better You think a Southern nigga, can't rap But that's a paying not fact, so they sent me to handle that You got a grudge, against Master P Because he got more loochie, than you coward niggaz'll ever see Plus he got me, the annihalator Probation violator, there's none greater You ain't gon spend, seventeen on my shit And feel played, cause they only got a couple hits My album, you won't believe I work so damn hard, my hair line's receding I'm like Jada, kiss the game goodbye Let's push the weak to the side, let the strong niggaz ride [Hook] [Magic:] Grab a seat, nigga take a listen Am I the nigga, that you should be dissing I think not My flows run deeper, like the Mississippi Go against this nigga, it won't be pretty You need a prescription, to cop this And a hundred niggaz, with hundred round clips won't try and stop this Lyrically, I'm so versatile I could rap on a Frank Sinatra track, and rock the crowd So think, before you speak Cause New Orleans niggaz, don't beef we creep and uh Like we creeping, to the top of this food chain Southern niggaz took a spot, in this rap game We ignorant, because we never had fortune We'll share the game, but y'all take a smaller portion We always, in motion Getting rid of us, is harder than getting rid of abortions [Hook x2] From Letras Mania