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Tytuł: Pockets Gone Stay Fat

  • Wykonawca: Master P
  • Wy¶wietleń: 214
[Magic Talking]
  I dare one of you say something bout me
  Speaking on the wrong niggas ya heard me {come on}
  Don't be mad
  These niggas hear gonna stay around {come on}
  Fuck with us if you wanna and see what's gone happen ya hear me
  
  [Hook 2x: Magic]
  Believe tha nigga
  These pockets gone stay fat nigga
  See me and P go way back ya best stay back
  To you hatas muthafuck this is payback
  
  [Verse One: Magic]
  These niggas is hatin we like what ever
  We pay no mind to these niggas we out chasin our chedda
  and dodge'n this bull shit, nigga neva
  Close your fuckin mouth is what you pussy niggas betta
  We got this in this ??? because we so cleva
  and make a mill break me off is how we stay together
  I'm doing my own thing but me and P we forevea
  Favor for favor we got this shit on lock
  Keep running your fucking mouth, get your ??? ass back
  I go to church straped with a 45 glock
  Them niggas be askin but scared to say it to out faces
  Cuz we know so many niggas in so many different places ye head me
  
  [Hook 2X: Magic]
  
  [Verse Two: Master P]
  Nigga we thugged together
  Sold drugs together
  Fucked hoes together
  Kicked indo together and
  I don't know why you hate me?
  Screamin what the fuck have you done for me lately
  Only real niggas stand on my block
  and home we hustlin and if we hurt than the 9 cock
  Neva beef with no niggas you ain't got beef with
  Never take care of no hoes you don't sleep with
  These streets is real lil daddy so get yo mind right
  but if you fuck with mine I got a bag that will act right
  Niggas wanna leave the tank acting mad but do it silently
  but ain't no comin back cuz ain't nobody smile n
  
  [Hook 2X: Magic]
  
  [Verse Three: Magic]
  Hatin get you no where
  You niggas better hush
  Fuckin around with us and get yo ??? ass touched
  I don't want bust I wanna bet you down to mush
  Cuz you gettin on my nerves plus you talk to much
  See Magic from ?? ?? ??
  Whip you up quick and send you home to momma cryin
  So ?? ?? ?? like a whirl like a tornado
  5 hundred miles per hour, get rid of all the hatas
  You wanna see us fall but you niggas ain't ready
  Your music is dull and I'm sharp cuz ????
  Compare me to the other niggas and see what you get
  The coldest muthafuck that you've heard check ya hear me
  
  [Hook 2X: Magic]
  
  [Master P talking]
  Now how the fuck the media gonna compare me to a rapper
  One of you muthafuckas make ???
  Then ya'll speak on
  Nigga know that we from the gutta
  We made it to the butta
  and that's why they mad at us
  Tryin to keep us off MTV
  Tryin to keep us out the muthafuckin public eye
  but we street niggas
  and we know how to hustle
  We gonna always get ours nigga
  Believe that