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We have an APB on a 51-50 mental patient named Mr. Magic...
He hasn＇t taken his medication...
He is considered armed and crazy...
See, I＇m a cool ni**a - just don＇t get me mad
I start to tear sh*t up, acting f**kin bad
Pissin people off, throwing elbows
Even at the hoes, the club I have to close
But you ain＇t feelin me, come get your isha, ni**a
See, you ain＇t scaring me, like you some kind of killa
See, I done killed two, so look up in my eyes
And what you wan＇ do, tell me what you wan＇ do?
I cuss your grandma, I ain＇t got no respect
You better leave me alone, before I grab you round your neck
I get a check ni**a, see I＇m lil retarded
I＇m from across the canal, the city of New Orleans
You see this platinum chain? This The New No Limit
How could you play with yourself and think that we was finished?
So don＇t be swelling up, acting bout that there
Just stop that stupid thinking, ＇cause I doubt that there
Calm ya nerves ni**a, ＇cause I can thug too
Ain＇t got no love ni**a, so what you wan＇ do?
I＇m in the club ni**a, kickin my thug on
Lookin for Big Booty b**ches that I can rub on
You ain＇t scarin me, so what you wan＇ do?
What you wan＇ do, tell me what you wan＇ do?
And you ain＇t scammin ni**a, so what you wan＇ do?
What you wan＇ do, tell me what you wan＇ do?
See, I＇ma dumb ni**a, when I got a gun, ni**a
I shoot the neighbor＇s dogs and cats for fun, ni**a
I was in Special Ed, see I ain＇t right, ni**a
When I fight you I be fightin to take your life, ni**a
I bite, kick and scratch - I ain＇t no f**kin boxer
I＇m tryin to kill somethin or send somethin to the doctor
See I＇m on medication to keep my nerves calm
The doctors told me without it I＇m like a time bomb
I see dead people.. you think I＇m f**kin scared?
I stay prepared got the calico right under the bed
I＇m from the Nine, ni**a, respect my mind, ni**a
I＇m bouty bouty, see I thug all the time, ni**a
You with that *, then get the f**k, ni**a
Stay with that *, and you＇ll get buck, ni**a
I f**k over your guy, and to *s that look like ya
Scratch off screamin ＂9th ward for life＂
One way, or the other, I＇m gon find you
I＇m gon get chu, get chu, get chu, get chu
Put yo＇ drink down, get yo＇ thug on