Текст (слова) песни: Magic f C-Murder - Thugs

[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 masks
Running from the taz, busting at they stupid asses
Coward fuckin 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 fuckin coppers)
You think I fuckin worry bitch, I got a fuckin 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 motherfuckers testing me
It`s No Limit, I leave the war without a motherfucking blemish
Bitch I`m a soldier, I walk in the rain and I won`t get wet
You motherfuckers 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 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?

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Magic f C-Murder - Thugs [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 masks Running from the taz, busting at they stupid asses Coward fuckin 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 fuckin coppers) You think I fuckin worry bitch, I got a fuckin 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 motherfuckers testing me It`s No Limit, I leave the war without a motherfucking blemish Bitch I`m a soldier, I walk in the rain and I won`t get wet You motherfuckers 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 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? Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Thugs: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/15720.html Все тексты песен: Magic f C-Murder » Magic f C-Murder - Ball Till We Fall » Magic f C-Murder - Thugs » Magic f C-Murder - We Gonna Ride » Magic f C-Murder - Depend on Me » Magic f C-Murder - Do You Really Want Peace » Magic f C-Murder - Hard Times Рекомендуем скачать: » Борис Браславский - Рождение стиха » Булат Окуджава - Песенка веселого солдата » Борис Моисеев - Танго-кокаин » Бочаров Владимир - Первая красавица » Булат Окуджава - Храмули (Стихи) » Булат Окуджава - Плач по Арбату » Башаков бэнд - Рок-н-рол-л-л-жив » Белый Орел - Моя любовь » Би-2 - Цветы ни для кого » Борис Вячеславов - Значит, судьба » Блестящие - Только ты » Булат Окуджава - Парижская фантазия » Борис Вахнюк - Два дома » Бутырка - Тебя ждут » Борис Аникин - Частушки-каэспушки » Браво - Король оранжевое лето » Бочаров Владимир - Кругом тайга! » Булат Окуджава - Не запирайте вашу дверь » Борис Вахнюк - Нам было холодней день ото дня... » Борис Моисеев - Танго-Кокаин
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