Police voice:
The subject we got here is a known drug pusher
Sellin drugs in a high crime area
Have you searched him yet?
Yeah, he had money, he had a beeper on him, but uh, we got him
Chorus: Mo B. Dick & [Silkk]
I gotta do what I gotta do [gotta have money, gotta have game]
And break you off [gotta have heart, if you wanna have thangs] x2
Verse 1: Silkk the Shocker
See I`m that type of nigga, gotta do what I gotta
Like send my girl on a plane ride, taped up with keys of narcotic
But I ain`t that type of nigga, thats gon` tell you what I`m gon` do
You fuck up, I`m a kill ya, and I put that shit on TRU
See I`m that type of nigga that ride with the rich, kick it with the poor
Just cuz of some shit that I used to do, and my rep
Everybody see me, all of a sudden hit the floor
Rest in peace to my nigga, go head and rest y`all head
Nigga that killed ya, I`m torturin` him, the rest, they dead
So Magic pass me them thangs and let me get `em (let me get `em)
Nah I ain`t lookin` for you dog
But I`m a fuck you up if you wit `em (so don`t be with `em)
Now see, I`m that type of nigga, that`s gon` ball `till they fall (fall)
Dollar bills will stay stackin` and gold and platinum on the wall (wall)
Yeah, I`m that type of nigga but I`m wrong cuz I know I`d hit her(hit her)
Right before I leave and drop some of my flows
So when he come on home, you can kill her
Now either you with me dog look , or you oppossed to my shit
Nigga like the ice up on my tank, so fuck it I froze my wrist (stupid)
Now either way you wanna do, choose, let`s take it, a chance
Now we can do it how you want to, what you wanna do, we can dance
So don`t trip just drop the beat and I`m a drop the heat (heat)
And if this rap shit slow down go to the dope game bitch and cop a key
Whatcha wanna do
Chorus x 4
Verse 2: Magic
I got to be real with ya, I`m that type of nigga that really don`t give a fuck
My hobbies was totin` tecks Jack and my first words were give it up
It was hard to maintain, couldn`t see myself workin` this 9 to 5
I`d rather be hustlin` on the corner with my niggas, gettin` high
Chancin` my own life, I`m strapped, got a pocketful of bud
But I wouldn`t have it no other way, my daddy done raised a thug
I never rooted for the good guys, I was always for the bad (bad)
I guess that`s why I got Master P`s pictures posted around my pad
My ghetto heroes was drug dealer, killers and cap peelers
I didn`t do too bad for myself cuz, now Magic makin` millions
Me and Silkk unbeatable team we can`t be stopped (can`t be stopped)
We ain`t got nothin` to prove to nobody (nothin`)
Fuck wit` us, you get popped
It`s a brand new generation, and we the children of the future
So I`m gon` do what I gotta do because that`s what I`m used to
Either you with me or you against me, ball or nigga fall
But I`m a No Limit Soldier, so I`m comin` for it all
Chorus x 4
