(*talking*) Uh, it's your boy Magno Putting it down, ya heard The Rookie of the Year, coming soon baby Holla, check it
[Magno] Now you might see Mag, rolling slow in a gray and black Made back laid back, with the roof raised back And the haters hate that, I'm grinding everytime I'm like a diamond homie, shining everytime I'm rhyming everytime, I gotta stay hungry Gotta break mics, gotta take flights From Conroe to Monroe, these haters duck when my gun blow Every night, I'm fucking more than one hoe It's Magno ya heard, I gotta wreck when the beat drop I bust a flow, and make these hoes wanna P-Pop So I'm really the best, you'll understand why Once the Rookie of the Year, in your deck I spit sixteen, and end up with fifty Try to play boys in the hood, and you might just end up like Ricky Too much money, my wallet ain't folding at all I'm a hood nigga, catch me at the hole in the wall ya heard
It's Young Slugga, fuckers It's Young Slugga, fuckers
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Mike Jones got that fire green (tell him fi-fi-fire it up) Magno got that fire green (tell him fi-fi-fire it up) Dirty 3rd got that fire green (tell him fi-fi-fire it up) And Young Slugga got that fire green (tell him fi-fi-fire it up)
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