🎵 Magnolia // by Lil Ramsey

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Magnolia

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Goin’ Undercover 1994
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Lil Ramsey & Tommy Wright III - Magnolia
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7 ContributorsMagnolia Lyrics [Chorus: 2Pac] Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! [Verse 1: Lil Ramsey] Quick to click, insane to leave, these suckers on his fuckin' back Project pimp from M-T-O, my lifestyle comes from slangin' crack Hoes try to calculate the numbers, niggas we deserve Cowards bet' not try to hard, we're known to rob them nigga, that's blur Bitches bet' not violate, cowards know we're down to click Beatin' these busters down and crackin' their dome with the pistol grip Fuck these sissy suckers walkin' around, they wanna trade and shit Flaugin' like they down with this motherfuckin' Crime Click Magnolia is my hood, and I claim my hood with pride M-T-O, city wide, killers from the dark side Pimps, players, pushers, hustlers, nigga from South Memphis, see Blastin' niggas and strictly pimpin', we're all about makin' cheese Bitches know they hate this shit, the cowards, they can suck our dick We're shootin' on all these busters 'cause they disrespect our fuckin' click Cuttin' these suckers low, because our Glock is stayin' cocked Killers from Magnolia makin' stains, this shit will never stop [Chorus: 2Pac] Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! [Verse 2: Lil Ramsey] Why I can't sleep, the reason why is 'cause my mind is bad Schizophrenic lunatic, the villain, labeled the psychopath Magnolia is my hood, nigga, I hang with them killers, fool All my roadies real players, gangsters from the old school Big time players smokin' blunts until the day we die Why you try to play me, cock the Glock and make your mama cry Vampin' quick, chiefin' dope, blow me a gun, hold the smoke Eyes gettin' bloody red, indo makin' a nigga choke Catch your status from these niggas, my hood, yeah, they down with drama Fuck your mama, ain't no love, we're leavin' you busters six feet under Smokin' dope, chargin' hoes, doin' what you dream about On the scene slangin' yam, stickin' our dick in the bitches mouth Can't you see the clientele, my pager got me better well On the track, bustin' yaks, smokin' bud, I love the smell Fuck these traitors, all these busters imitatin' a real nigga Flaugin' like they down, like a killer, but won't pull the trigger [Chorus: 2Pac] Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! [Verse 3: Mac T Dog] Nigga, when I step, hold your breath, 'cause I´m creepin' punk Put that chrome thang to your face, lock 'em in the trunk Vamp the scene, chilli' Evergreen with my nigga C Daily thrillin' me, in a '93 Cherokee Ballin' through the woods, set the palm to the bone yard Cut my lights of on a boner, with four corners, camouflage Thinkin' all the time in my mind, should I kill this bitch? Then my nigga Tommy Wright said, shoot that trick and dump 'em in a ditch Grab my Glock and hit the valley, tell 'em fools, stayin' low Runnin' like a fugitive, from the fuckin' Five-0 Sweat poppin' from my face, I'm knowin' I got to get away, freak Smokin' on a Kool Filter King, hittin' them back streets Feds on a nigga ass, helicopter in the air Firin' up that tone, bring it down, I ain't got a big bird Ridin' with that .4-5 Glock, 'cause I know the fuckin' shit is on T Dog on a mission, livin' in this fuckin' danger zone [Chorus: 2Pac] Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me? Yay-yay! [Outro: 2Pac] West Coast
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