magic – depend on me lyrics
featuring c murder
[c murder]
this for all my real n-gg-s locked up
payin they dues doin that time you know
don’t trip
chorus: [c murder]
i be’s a tru n-gg- till i’m dead depend on me
i won’t rest till all my thug n-gg-s is free (x2)
verse 1: [c murder]
i’m in the studio smokin weed with my tru thugs
motherf-ckers gettin’ high p-ss another (dub?)
a whole room full of gangstas with tru tats
million dollar n-gg-s still wearin’, them baseball caps
and never amongst no fake -ss motherf-ckers
we posse up and jump your -ss like a clucker, huh!
now you can pay a real n-gg- to be on your team
but tru n-gg-s don’t ride, by any means
i went to jail, my n-gg- post bail
we saw the (jump out boys, too tall?)
my n-gg-s took the charge
my second joe’s down in ccc
for my birthday, my n-gg-s gathered up by my window g
that’s when i knew i had some down -ss n-gg-s money
after that i got tru tattoed on my stomach
my real n-gg-s gon’ understand what i mean
you can’t live without some tru n-gg-s on your team
chorus x 2
verse 2: [magic]
d-mn it feels good to be a tru n-gg-
not a worry on my motherf-ckin’ mind
i got power, i got riches, i got nothing but b-tches
and a cadillac sittin’ on shine
d-mn it feels good to be the tru n-gg-
every time i put this tru around my neck (hah-hah)
every tom, d-ck and harry wanna watch my back
and treat a n-gg- with the upmost respect
d-mn it feels good to be with tru records
i ain’t gonna lie fifty dollars put me on the map
now i’m ridin’ in limosines doing shows with fiend
we carry killas by the motherf-cking pack (believe that)
d-mn it feels good to be a tru n-gg-
i won’t stop until they put me on the wall
see i ain’t never had sh-t so it’s my time to shine
and i’m a ball ’till i motherf-ckin’ fall
d-mn it feels good to be a tru n-gg-
i spit in the judge f-ckin’ face
and look at him in his eyes before i p-ssed this note
i betta not leave here with a motherf-ckin’ case
chorus x 4
[c-murder]
you know what i’m sayin, free motherf-ckers
feel good to have a tru n-gg- thug watchin your back
c-murder in this motherf-cker with mr. magic
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