Текст песни Lil` Flip f Big Shasta - My Mama Used to Tell Me
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Ooooh-oooh-ooohMake yoooour cashMy mama used to tell me...[Lil` Flip]Let me state my name, and show my skillsI`m Lil` Flip, and I got that dealBut I keep it real, with my peepsAnd I hold my heat, when I`m in the streetsBut I can`t stop and I won`t stop, rapping till I`m deadCause every single day, I got ideas in my headLike trippling my money, and doubling my fansI did shows for hundreds, but now I`m getting grandsBut I give thanks to the man, for giving me a talentCause I could still be hustling, trying to feed my familyAnd y`all think its a fantasy, to wanna drive a BenzBut if you get that car, how you gon supply them endsAnd you gon want some rims, and you gon want a houseBut when rent come around, nigga why your lights outNow you sitting on the couch, all slouching and madCause you acting like you balling, but you really doing badBut trust me dog, I`ve been down the same roadBut what I learned, is that you can`t let money controlThe way you act, the way you talk (the way you talk)Your attitude, and the way you walk (the way you walk)The way you feel, the way you think (the way you think)Cause everything you got, could be gone by one week[Chorus: Big Shasta]My mama used to tell meOoooh-oooooh-oooohMy daddy used to tell meMake yooour cashMy granny used to tell meOoooh-oooooh-oooohMy grandpa used to tell meMake yooour cash[Lil` Flip]To whoever you are, and wherever you beWhether you punching a clock, or selling them ki`sJust keep your head up, don`t get fed upJust do what you gotta do, to keep your bread upAnd watch for your friends, who always wanna get you highCause that might be the one, friend let you dieSometimes I cry, yeah nigga I cryBecause half of the people I loved, they already diedLike my cousin, I can`t forget my best friendAnd my mama`s mama, so everyday I`m stressingBut I went and got a tat, for all the people I love And money won`t change me, I`m still a educated thugRiding 20 inch dubs, even though I didn`t want emBut Hump paid for it so fuck it, I`ma flaunt emAnd I`m still in the hood, giving money to the kidsBut I don`t want publicity, for all the shit I didBut I did it from the heart, not to get famousCause I been having paper, and it`ll never change usAnd if I ain`t in the hood, that mean I got a showThat`s why I stay on my grind, cause I gotta have dough[Chorus]