Magic - What U Gonna Do lyrics

[Hook:]

What the fuck, you niggaz gon do

When my niggaz, come running for you - 2x

What the fuck, you hoes gon do

When my niggaz come, spitting that game

We pimps, playas macks

Believe that baby, ain't a damn thing changed

[Magic:]

I'm in my Navigator, passing up all the haters

I give em holla like, why shaggy I'll see you later

I'm with my fucking crew, we 9th Ward forever

So stay the fuck away from us, is what you niggaz better

We taking all the cheddar, my crew be the hardest

We may be few, but we damn sho' shouldn't be disregarded

You see us in them clubs, hanging out with the thugs

And surrounded by a bunch of bitches, showing us love

Smoking the finest doe-doe, fuck with us a no-no

I'll have to get the fo'-fo', I don't wan' kill no black folk

So keep your distance shaggy, understand lil' whodie

'Fore I be locked in handcuffs, back down with Sheriff Foldy

When y'all was flipping pilla's, I was fighting with killers

Charging twenty G's to get rid of, every pussy nigga

Another bad creation, so don't try my patience

I kill for fun, like it's a ragreation

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[Magic:]

And to you sheisty bitches, looking for my riches

I bought twenty acres of land, and dug twenty ditches

See I refuse to let go, of a single peso

So stay the fuck up off of me, you trifling garbage stank hoe

This ain't for all the women, just the gold diggers

All up in a nigga face, cause I got a couple figgas

I know how to treat a woman, if she got some class

But if she don't, she'll get a foot up in her fucking ass

See I'm a playa baby, I got a reputation

Get booty calls from superstars, all across the nation

They call me the dicksman, I coulda been in porno

Ask them hoes about my magic, see if I'm fa sho though

I keep's it on the low-low, cause if my wifey do that

She'd prolly buy a Louis slugger, whip a nigga blue-black

See I'm a casanova, mixed with a little rover

I'm more doggy than Snoop, when I'm in them hoes over

[Hook]

[Magic:]

I'm bout my millions, I stay away from fonies

I keep my niggaz with me, to fuck all these tenderonies

By 2001, I should be international

Hoes in every city, that shouldn't be a hassle

Now let's be rational, who could withstand this

I'm here to show that every rapper, in the world is pissed

Me and my niggaz balling, you and your niggaz falling

You ain't know me last year, so nigga keep'a calling

It's all about my family, I know you can't stand me

That's all fine and dandy, I'll see you at the Grammy's

Sitting next...then my lesson cycle

Bling-blinging on his ass, Roley ice is so cold

I'm buying brand new Bentleys, off the showroom flo'

Then raffle the bitch off, to the homeless and po'

It's my time my nigga, so part the red sea

And wait till you motherfuckers, get a load of me ha

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