Lyrics 9th Ward - MAGIC
Chorus
I'm
from
the
ninth
ward[been
there
since
the
day
I
was
born]
From
the
ninth
ward[got
us
coming
up
like
a
storm]
From
the
ninth
ward[niggas
better
sound
the
alarm]
Here
come
the
ninth
ward,
ninth
ward
hard
[magic]
Bitch,
i
was
born
and
raised
in
the
ninth
ward
So
you
niggas
don't
bother
me
You
can
say
what
you
may
about
the
ninth
ward
But
I
bet
you
won't
follow
me
'cross
that
canal
where
my
niggas
dwell
You
know
me
well
Cause
I
sold
rocks,
upon
my
block
Till
I
was
hotter
than
hell
Every
nigga
down
here
remember
me
Nothin'
really
changed
but
my
gold
teeth
I'm
still
that
same
nigga
from
my
flood
street
Only
difference
now
is
that
I'm
on
my
feet
And
I
don't
sell
dope
no
mo'
Don't
rob
no
mo'
Mane
a
nigga
don't
plot
no
mo'
Cause
I'm
performing
in
shows
Shakin'
off
hoes
Smokin'
on
optimos
It'll
be
a
world
war
3 fuck
with
me
Now
my
niggas
won't
let
that
ride
I'm
the
only
nigga
out
chere
screaming
9th
ward
So
people
tryin'
to
keep
me
alive
Everywhere
I
go
they
see
the
nine
on
my
arm
And
they
swear
that
I'm
in
a
gang
But
nigga
this
is
a
warning,
I'm
'bout
my
hands
Like
I'm
'bout
them
motherfucking
thangs
I'm
trouble
starter
just
like
my
father
He
was
raised
in
the
nine
So
if
you
cut
my
arm
it
still
tated
in
my
mind
No
matter
millions
or
which
ever
the
situation
might
come
I'll
never
forget
you
niggas
Never
forget
where
the
fuck
I'm
from
Chorus-2x
[magic]
You
know
you
could
take
the
nigga
out
the
nine
But
you
can't
take
the
nine
out
of
nigga
Pulling
capers
is
my
nature
I'm
addicted
to
making
paper
Got
my
own
way
of
living
Bitch
I'm
from
the
c-t-c
Where
niggas
roam
around
looking
for
beef
Killing
for
free
I
take
this
ward
shit
to
heart
It's
tated
on
my
arm
So
me
and
my
niggas
never
part
I
keep
you
niggas
in
my
mind
For
every
clucker
that
I
serve
For
every
nigga
that
I
shot
For
every
tourist
that
I
robbed
To
every
God
damn
rock
For
every
cop
that
done
chased
me
To
the
bitches
that
hate
me
What
have
you
done
for
me
lately
For
every
neighbor
that
was
peeking
at
four
o'clock
in
da
morn
It
never
helped
to
lock
me
up
You
could've
left
me
alone
We
learned
to
improvise
on
my
block
Never
had
a
ball
We
played
football
wit'
a
concrete
rock
Now
picture
that
I
could
never
forget
my
mission
I'm
a
turn
the
nine
into
something
bigger
that
yo'
vision
Before
I'm
done
the
world'll
scream
Chorus-2x
Album
Thuggin'
1 Ice On My Wrist
2 Party Time
3 That's Me
4 Soldier
5 Thugs
6 Wanna Get Away
7 We Gon Ride
8 Freaky
9 That You Lord For My Life
10 Keep It Gangsta
11 Puff Puff
12 Club Thang
13 Do You Really Want Peace
14 Good Lookin Out
15 Wobble, Wobble
16 Premeditaion
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