Straight Outta N.O. lyrics

[C-Murder]
Wassup n*ggas and n*ggets?
We got the muthaf*ckin infamous three in this b*tch
That Uptown n*gga, that Third Ward n*gga
And that Ninth Ward n*gga
We represent for every hood on this muthaf*ckin globe
No Limit, n*gga check this out
I'm a tell you n*ggas like this

[C-Murder]
Straight out the projects, a crazy n*gga named C-Murder
Quick to put a muthaf*cker in a death gerter
First we blank to smoke weed out of zig zags
And call it chop chop to meet me on the dope spot
In the projects we flip checks for the bricks
And beat dope fiends down with them iron sticks
My n*gga Serv and Mr. Magic bout to cause havoc
Ready, aim, shoot, n*ggas jumpin like some jack rabbits
I hit the third and I swerve with Serv
Pushin birds by the herbs, from the jets to the suburbs
A trigger happy muthaf*cka with respect, breaking necks
Coming straight out the muthaf*ckin projects

[Mr. Serv On]
These motherf*ckers don't know me
You n*ggas don't know muthaf*ckin streets
I'll f*ckin survive
Straight outta uptown, a rowdy muthaf*cka named Serv
You n*ggas need to believe what the f*ck you see
And not what the f*ck you heard
Before it's all said and done, n*gga I'm a make you stand and bow
When I flow all my muthaf*ckin raps on the tracks, everbody get wild
(Uptown, uptown, we don't take no sh*t
Uptown, uptown, n*ggas staight jack ya b*tch
Uptown, uptown, we don't take no sh*t
Uptown, uptown, n*ggas straight jack ya b*tch)
Back to lesson at hand, b*tches gotta understand
f*ck it n*gga I accept this f*ckin war, I'm the f*ckin man
You can go blow for blow, rap for rap, better yet blast for blast
What up n*gga, I'm talkin too muthaf*ckin fast
I tell you n*gga I'm a slow it down
No Limit, I never fall, damn you hate to see some muthaf*ckin' killas ball
So guess what n*ggas when I come around, you know it's going down
Believe it n*gga, I'm straight outta uptown

[Magic]
Man wait, hold on, hold on
Ya'll n*ggas is something f*ckin else bruh
Man fix me a f*ckin drink and roll me a blunt
Let the downtown n*gga do a little something ya hoid me?

Straight out the Ninth Ward, remember me, It's Mr. Magic
I'm here and I'm hittin harder than a heron habit
Got the world screamin Ninth Ward, b*tch I might drop it
When I'm driving in St. Clause, all my pastors die hard
Because I made it and I'm keepin' it real
Every song I scream Ninth Ward, I could imagine how ya'll people feel
See my name all over t-shirts
Walkin with my CD's, coming to concerts
I can see em pushin in the crowd
Actin real ignorant, screamin real loud
(From the Nine, n*ggas don't mind dying
]From the Nine, n*ggas don't mind dying)
Huh, huh
(From the Nine, n*ggas don't mind dying
]From the Nine, n*ggas don't mind dying)

Now where my n*ggas at, what what
And where the b*tches at, what what
Where my n*ggas at, what what
Where my n*ggas at, what what
Straight out the Ninth Ward
Yeah n*gga

[Mr. Serv On/(Magic)]
That was aight n*gga but Uptown run this muthaf*cka
(f*ck that sh*t
f*ck that Uptown sh*t.)

I'm from Uptown
(I'm from Downtown)
I'm from Uptown
(I'm from Downtown)
I'm from Uptown
(I'm from Downtown)
I'm from Uptown
(I'm from Downtown)
What what what
n*gga sh*t, n*gga you know what, uptown run this muthaf*cka
(Man, downtown in this b*tch n*gga.)
You now what?
If you put both of them b*tches together
Alot of money makers and killers n*gga
(That's right n*gga)
Ha ha, n*gga, keep it on the song n*gga
We all gon die n*gga one day we gon die and ride together
(Uptown and downtown
We all represent New Orleans in this muthaf*cka
You know what the f*ck I'm talkin bout
We No Limit Soldiers n*gga)
What, What, yo n*gga
It's Serv-On throw out to the NWA n*gga
Rest in peace Eazy
Ya'll made it real but a n*gga like me
Come along and handle my f*ckin' business
(Yall, it's Mr. Magic
Rest in Peace to Eazy E
Give it up to DJ Yella, MC Ren, Ice Cube, Dr. Dre.)