Police voice: The subject we got here is a known drug pusher Sellin drugs in a high crime area Have you searched him yet? Yeah, he had money, he had a beeper on him, but uh, we got him Basteln falten
Chorus: Mo B. Dick & [Silkk]
I gotta do what I gotta do [gotta have money, gotta have game] And break you off [gotta have heart, if you wanna have thangs] x2 werkswagen Verse 1: Silkk the Shocker
See I'm that type of nigga, gotta do what I gotta Like send my girl on a plane ride, taped up with keys of narcotic But I ain't that type of nigga, thats gon' tell you what I'm gon' do You fuck up, I'm a kill ya, and I put that shit on TRU 3D Bildschirmschoner XP See I'm that type of nigga that ride with the rich, kick it with the poor Just cuz of some shit that I used to do, and my rep Everybody see me, all of a sudden hit the floor Rest in peace to my nigga, go head and rest y'all head Nigga that killed ya, I'm torturin' him, the rest, they dead So Magic pass me them thangs and let me get 'em (let me get 'em) Digital Druck Nah I ain't lookin' for you dog But I'm a fuck you up if you wit 'em (so don't be with 'em) Now see, I'm that type of nigga, that's gon' ball 'till they fall (fall) Dollar bills will stay stackin' and gold and platinum on the wall (wall) Yeah, I'm that type of nigga but I'm wrong cuz I know I'd hit her(hit her) Right before I leave and drop some of my flows Ausmalbild Frühlingsblumen So when he come on home, you can kill her Now either you with me dog look , or you oppossed to my shit Nigga like the ice up on my tank, so fuck it I froze my wrist (stupid) Now either way you wanna do, choose, let's take it, a chance Now we can do it how you want to, what you wanna do, we can dance So don't trip just drop the beat and I'm a drop the heat (heat) Maut Toskana And if this rap shit slow down go to the dope game bitch and cop a key Whatcha wanna do
Chorus x 4
Verse 2: Magic
I got to be real with ya, I'm that type of nigga that really don't give a fuck My hobbies was totin' tecks Jack and my first words were give it up It was hard to maintain, couldn't see myself workin' this 9 to 5 I'd rather be hustlin' on the corner with my niggas, gettin' high Chancin' my own life, I'm strapped, got a pocketful of bud But I wouldn't have it no other way, my daddy done raised a thug I never rooted for the good guys, I was always for the bad (bad) I guess that's why I got Master P's pictures posted around my pad My ghetto heroes was drug dealer, killers and cap peelers I didn't do too bad for myself cuz, now Magic makin' millions Me and Silkk unbeatable team we can't be stopped (can't be stopped) We ain't got nothin' to prove to nobody (nothin') Fuck wit' us, you get popped It's a brand new generation, and we the children of the future So I'm gon' do what I gotta do because that's what I'm used to Either you with me or you against me, ball or nigga fall But I'm a No Limit Soldier, so I'm comin' for it all
