Mr. Magic - Did What I Had 2 lyrics

[Mystikal] Man what fu*k I told you my f**in name A hundred times man n***a call me Mystikal then f** Whicch why I did it? Why, n***a what The n***a would of did me You'd rather the n***a Would of did me I'm tellin you Chorus Pop or get popped k** or get k**ed Drop or get dropped That's why I did what I had to do All I ever really wanted was cash But he caught a buck So I had to spank that a** k** or get k**ed Pop or get popped Drop or get dropped That's why I did what I had to do All I ever really wanted was cash But he caught a buck So I had to spank that a** [Magic] These people question my sanity Cause I get it by my know how Meanest smile How was your life as a child Did you grow up in the ghetto Around thugs and k**as Though when night fall A n***a don't give a f** about feelings Gotta stay high Don't know if i'm gon live or die 45 by my side in case I gots to send a n***a bye bye Paranoid knowin that the day gon come I done grabbed his gun And I'll be damned if Mr. Magic gon run Face reality Guess I was just destined for doom That's when yall found on them choppers Layin round in my room I ain't no fool Gotta play the game by the rules That n***a flinched and my gun went boom You done f**ed with a type n***a Put money on my own f**in head Shake any you p**y n***as Tryin to dress me in red It's Mr. Magic and Mystikal You n***as say you didn't fear me Bet you fear me now Brung pain and I'm bangin em at cha Will you forgive me lord I was only playin my part Protectin my tank doggs Live or will die f** what a n***a think How must I representin Any n***a from the tank Chorus [Mystikal] I'm from uptown Where everybody know everybody So I guess they know me And though ain't no cut throat type n***as Gon f** over ya call the police b**hes real in these streets That's why I come real on these beats We stay real with each other That's why we still on our feet We gon do what we gotta To hold this b**h down To keep it in one piece If I gotta put a hole in every one of ya Motherf**ers, b**h that's how it's gon be n***a f** with another n***a lyrics to tour Don't try that on me Motherf**er buy that spanish choke b**h can't tie that on me Motherf**ers say to her I k** c**aine, pistol and weed n***a thought about givin the f**s some here But I ain't coppin no plea So I guess it's safe to say We goin out buckin It's either 6 n***as doin the carryin Or 12 n***as doin the judgin Chorus [Magic] {Mystikal} [got no regrets for the way I'm livin But god knows I don't wanna face prison Forgive me for what I done] {not responsible for how I'm feelin But if these n***as try to play me I'm a have to k** em Before they k** me} [how many n***as in this b**h can feel me It's gonna take a million motherf**ers Just to k** me] {so when they lock me up and try to seal me When I get out my n***as gon be still there} [the only artist on TRU So I'm the 1st to fall Any head bustin goin on I'm the 1st to call] {we ain't playin wit you b**hes We gotta finish you off Mr. Magic and Mystikal The last n***as you saw} Chorus until end