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Mac - Money Gets Şarkı Sözleri
yo mac nigga the only reason i´m telling you this nigga cuz i care ´bout you nigga i wanna see you ball til´ you fall nigga, but you know what you know what come with muthafuckin´ money and fame? muthafuckin´ enemies, and niggas hatin´ you see, you rich now nigga, but ahh dead men can´t spend no muthafuckin´ money [chorus--master p] keep yo´ eyes on yo´ enemies, and watch your friends see money get you power, but it also get you dead keep yo´ eyes on yo´ enemies, and watch your friends see money get you sex, but it also get you dead keep yo´ eyes on yo´ enemies, and watch your friends see money get you respect, but it also get you dead keep yo´ eyes on yo´ enemies, and watch your friends see money brang power, but that´s why it gets you dead [master p] you see a wise man told me to keep your eyes on a sparrow and don´t get caught up like my lil´ homies harrold and darryl you see, this shit ain´t the same nigga times done changed how many homies out there chasin´ fortune and fame you see, a richeous man, he learns to preach and uhh intelligent man, he love to teach but these ghetto wars got us trapped in crack sells, 1-8-7, 2-1-1´s, even the state pen the penitentury ain´t no place for me god, won´t yah hear me, make a way for me and to my homies that are gone, i hope they rest in peace and we gon´ ball til´ we fall why we roll the streets [chorus--master p] [mac] somebody ask me how it feel to have change how i feel to be a major muthafucka in this game i´ll told them, let the sunshine turn to rain in other words, that´s cool but a lot of shit i can´t explain bitches say they love me, but i can´t really believe ´em who wouldn´t wanna love me, i got money and i´m succedin´ them bitches got niggas, niggas got bitches, they be plottin´ you show ´em your crib next week they kickin´ in yo´ spot and it´s a shame when niggas bust your brains with the stripes it seems like i´m the only nigga trippin´ on my life at night i say my prays with my vest on my triggas under my pillows i´m even scared to get my rest on runnin´ with them killas that´ll ride for me, die for me open fire for me, wouldn´t lie to me i watch my back, i watch my front i watch them niggas, i watch them bitches in fact i think they all tryna kill mac wooooo [chorus--master p] uggggggghhh! |
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