Letras:
Magic Thuggin

(feat. Ms. Peaches) [Magic (Ms. Peaches) talking:] You big fine ass motherfucker I need to know one thing is you freaky? (oh come on now) huh? I said

Hoes addicted to dubs like fiends addicted to drugs My young victims on these killin' fields Wishin' for peace But see the opposite of ??? is dead-end streets [Chorus x2] [Magic

rotation dogg It's like this.. [Chorus x4] Puff Puff pass the shit hurry that's doulja bitch you used to smoking that regular shit so hurry up and pass it [Magic

no one could ever change that) Ain't no need to ask me why I'm a soldier til i die. [Magic] I'm a soldier see the tank on my neck? Mr. Magic is my name

come through OK? This belongs to us man. We the fuckin thugs. [1:] We thugs What you ain't heard of us, man we motherfuckin murderers Nigga we thugs

where them dollars at? like gansta boo and skee mask on the muthafucken dash my nigga Cause if you see me that's yo' muthafuckin' ass my nigga and Mr. Magic

Its on [Magic:] Cuz I want this nigga dead nigga [D.I.G.:] Off top, this nigga gone [Magic:] So you say you gonna get him nigga [Magic & D.I.G.:] [Magic

I trust? Got my mama stressin thinkin it's a drug bust Gotta get paid but all the drama that's attached We living a Drug Life, Thug Life, each day could

thug And have you ever made love with candles and bubbles sippin in your tub Touch me and let me activate your blood pressure This thug pleasure helps