International Gangstas Mr. Magic (Ft. Curren$y)

(*talking*)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Hot Spitter (yeah)
Where you at shaggy (uh-huh)
These niggas must don't know, you know I'm saying
(yeah) yeah, they fucking with international playas baby
We do this shit, you know I'm saying
Be careful nigga, don't get fucked over round here, you heard me

[Hook - 2x]
I got niggas in a lot of different places
So, don't you ever try and test me
Well connected and, well respected
And believe me, shit'll get messy

[Curren$y]
You know who it is when I roll up, Lam with the do's up
Niggas handcuffing they bitches, putting they hoes up
I give a fuck, you niggas know who it is man
Hit your wife so much, I know my way around your crib man
You run up on me, you gon make me split your wig man
Homeless people gon find your body, under a bridge man
Curren$y the Hot Spitter, young dude
Plenty figgas, roll around with plenty killas so you better fall back
Cause if I point you out, niggas gon rub you out
So keep running your mouth, homie you gon get clapped
See the kid behind the new Bentley, annoyed grill
Big rims spinning, look like cheering doing cartwheels
Rich boys be the team, and we all real
We do what we wanna, we don't give a fuck how y'all feel
Bring the drama, to these fake and lil' niggas
Still living in they mama's basement, like Big Tigger nigga