C-murder - Thugs lyrics

[Magic] OK, let the f**in dogs come through OK? Get the f** out the way man And let the f**in dogs come through OK? This belongs to us man We the f**in thugs 1 - We thugs What you ain't heard of us, man we motherf**in murderers n***a we thugs A million dollars ain't easy to touch cause us n***as 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**es Coward f**in ba*tards 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**in coppers) You think I f**in worry b**h, I got a f**in chopper I'm the southerns finest, rewind this And see if your sh** 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 sh**, man you motherf**ers testing me It's No Limit, I leave the war without a motherf**ing blemish b**h I'm a soldier, I walk in the rain and I won't get wet You motherf**ers better give me respect b**h 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**in murderers Cause I'm a thug A million dollars ain't easy to touch cause us n***as 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**ing homies What's up, what's up P? What's up Silkk, what's happening Snoop? Magic, doing your thing You put that f**ing Ninth Ward on the map too Damn, they goin love you for that boy This n***a's straight outta New Orleans And guess what TRU Records can't be stopped n***a What's up?