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letra de what i gotta - mr. magic

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

chorus: mo b. d-ck & [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

verse 1: silkk the shocker

see i’m that type of n-gga, 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 n-gga, thats gon’ tell you what i’m gon’ do
you f-ck up, i’m a k!ll ya, and i put that sh-t on tru
see i’m that type of n-gga that ride with the rich, kick it with the poor
just cuz of some sh-t that i used to do, and my rep
everybody see me, all of a sudden hit the floor
rest in peace to my n-gga, go head and rest y’all head
n-gga that k!lled ya, i’m torturin’ him, the rest, they dead
so magic p-ss me them thangs and let me get ’em (let me get ’em)
nah i ain’t lookin’ for you dog
but i’m a f-ck you up if you wit ’em (so don’t be with ’em)
now see, i’m that type of n-gga, 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 n-gga but i’m wrong cuz i know i’d hit her(hit her)
right before i leave and drop some of my flows
so when he come on home, you can k!ll her
now either you with me dog look , or you oppossed to my sh-t
n-gga like the ice up on my tank, so f-ck 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)
and if this rap sh-t slow down go to the dope game b-tch 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 n-gga that really don’t give a f-ck
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 n-ggas, 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, k!llers 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 n0body (nothin’)
f-ck 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 n-gga fall
but i’m a no limit soldier, so i’m comin’ for it all

chorus x 4

- mr magic

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