[mystikal]   Man what fuck   I told you my fuckin name   A hundred times man   Nigga call me mystikal then fuck   Whicch why I did it?    Why, nigga what   The nigga would of did me   You'd rather the nigga   Would of did me I'm tellin you      Chorus      Pop or get popped   Kill or get killed   Drop or get dropped   That's why I did what I had to do   All I ever really wanted was cash   But he caught a buck   So I had to spank that ass   Kill or get killed   Pop or get popped   Drop or get dropped   That's why I did what I had to do   All I ever really wanted was cash   But he caught a buck   So I had to spank that ass      [magic]   These people question my sanity   Cause I get it by my know how   Meanest smile   How was your life as a child   Did you grow up in the ghetto   Around thugs and killas   Though when night fall   A nigga don't give a fuck about feelings   Gotta stay high   Don't know if I'm gon live or die   45 by my side in case   I gots to send a nigga bye bye   Paranoid knowin that the day gon come   I done grabbed his gun   And I'll be damned if mr. magic gon run   Face reality   Guess I was just destined for doom   That's when y'all found on them choppers   Layin round in my room   I ain't no fool   Gotta play the game by the rules   That nigga flinched and my gun went boom   You done fucked with a type nigga   Put money on my own fuckin head   Shake any you pussy niggas   Tryin to dress me in red   It's mr. magic and mystikal   You niggas say you didn't fear me   Bet you fear me now   Brung pain and I'm bangin em at cha   Will you forgive me lord   I was only playin my part   Protectin my tank doggs   Live or will die   Fuck what a nigga think   How must I representin   Any nigga from the tank      Chorus      [mystikal]   I'm from uptown   Where everybody know everybody   So I guess they know me   And though ain't no cut throat type niggas   Gon fuck over ya call the police   Bitches real in these streets   That's why I come real on these beats   We stay real with each other   That's why we still on our feet   We gon do what we gotta   To hold this bitch down   To keep it in one piece   If I gotta put a hole in every one of ya   Motherfuckers, bitch that's how it's gon be   Nigga fuck with another nigga lyrics to tour   Don't try that on me   Motherfucker buy that spanish choke   Bitch can't tie that on me   Motherfuckers say to her   I kill cocaine, pistol and weed   Nigga thought about givin the fucks some here   But I ain't coppin no plea   So I guess it's safe to say   We goin out buckin   It's either 6 niggas doin the carryin   Or 12 niggas doin the judgin      Chorus      [magic] {mystikal}   [got no regrets for the way I'm livin   But God knows I don't wanna face prison   Forgive me for what I done]   {not responsible for how I'm feelin   But if these niggas try to play me   I'm a have to kill em   Before they kill me}   [how many niggas in this bitch can feel me   It's gonna take a million motherfuckers   Just to kill me]   {so when they lock me up and try to seal me   When I get out my niggas gon be still there}   [the only artist on tru   So I'm the 1st to fall   Any head bustin goin on   I'm the 1st to call]   {we ain't playin wit you bitches   We gotta finish you off   Mr. magic and mystikal   The last niggas you saw}      Chorus until end