Magic Lyrics

Album: Sky's the Limit

No Limit Lyrics

[C-Murder]

Say Magic, Snoop bro

The whole world know we bout it, you know what im saying

We millionaries, but uh, lets show everybody what No Limit is

Where we from, you know what im saying

(Chorus)

I'm from the motherfucken N-O L-I-M-I-T

You niggas cant fuck with me (4x)

[C-Murder]

Nigga I'm C-Murder, known to get rowdy in the clubs

Sell tapes to my niggas in the hood selling drugs

I'm a tru member, cause I'm tru to da game

Ask P, I got tru blood running though my veins

I'm a soldier, leutinent, all my tank dogs run

Nigga jump, bitch I'm comin to get all ya'll

Hustling is a habit, dope is a hobby

Still faced with charges of a motherfucking robbery

From the east to the west, coming downsouth killers

Leaving tapes like weight, only thug niggas feel us

I'm a motherfucking rider, full of tatoos

And I represent the projects, Cali-0 1-2

A nigga get killed, for running out the crackhouse

A nigga like me smoke weed untill i pass out

I'mma represent (why) cause I'm in the tatoos

On my arm read motherfucking no limit

 

(Chorus 4x)

[Magic]

You niggas want it hard, shit, you best beleive that we got it

I'm with C-Murder and Snoop, so you know we getting rowdy

We run the south all the way up to the westcoast

Collaborated, giving ya'll the best of both

Picture the power, ain't nobody stopping this clique

So don't even try it, cause ain't nobody can fuck with this shit

We some bad motherfuckers, on the way to the top

SEE WE CAN'T BE STOPPED!

Can you blame us, the fucking world can't tame us

We handled our business, now we all fucking famous

C-Murder was the case till life or death

Now skys the limit, cause Mr. Magic is next

Recongize the real, and you tell me who's the gimmick

You gotta be a soldier to ride with no limit

I'm finished, but before I go

I got love for California like I got love N.O.

(Chorus 4x)

[Snoop Dogg]

I'm born and raised in the 2-1-3, the 3-1-0

the 5-6-2, but now I represent the 5-0-4

for sure, see ain't no limit to this

We do it up all night and we keep it trump tight

Do what we have to, it will be a tragedy

Tell 'em quit fucking with your dawg Magic

shit, I'm bout to get drastic on they bitch ass

And send all your fake ass soldiers to a casket fast

On the dip up state, holler at my homeboy

hook it out, on the homie Billy Bathgate

Now heres a toast to the coast where they represent the most

Gangsterish niggas i know get the money and then they get ghost

And slide to another location

Living downsouth, in the house, for my summer vacation

I'm blasting on sight, I'm ashing all night

And ain't no limit till I get my motherfucking paper right

(Chorus)