Текст песни Mac f Master P - Money Gets
Mac f Master P - Money Gets слова песни
[Master P--Talking]Yo Mac niggaThe only reason I`m telling you this niggaCuz I care `bout you niggaI wanna see you ball til` you fall nigga, but you know whatYou know what come with muthafuckin` money and fame?Muthafuckin` enemies, and niggas hatin`You see, you rich now nigga, but ahhDead men can`t spend no muthafuckin` money[Chorus--Master P]Keep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friendsSee money get you power, but it also get you deadKeep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friendsSee money get you sex, but it also get you deadKeep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friendsSee money get you respect, but it also get you deadKeep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friendsSee 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 sparrowAnd don`t get caught up like my lil` homies Harrold and DarrylYou see, this shit ain`t the same niggaTimes done changedHow many homies out there chasin` fortune and fameYou see, a richeous man, he learns to preach and uhhIntelligent man, he love to teachBut these ghetto wars got us trapped inCrack sells, 1-8-7, 2-1-1`s, even the state penThe penitentury ain`t no place for meGod, won`t yah hear me, make a way for meAnd to my homies that are gone, I hope they rest in peaceAnd we gon` ball til` we fall why we roll the streets[Chorus--Master P][Mac]Somebody ask me how it feel to have changeHow I feel to be a major muthafucka in this gameI`ll told them, let the sunshine turn to rainIn other words, that`s cool but a lot of shit I can`t explainBitches say they love me, but I can`t really believe `emWho 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 cribNext week they kickin` in yo` spotAnd it`s a shame when niggas bust your brains with the stripesIt seems like I`m the only nigga trippin` on my lifeAt night I say my prays with my vest onMy triggas under my pillowsI`m even scared to get my rest onRunnin` with them killas that`ll ride for me, die for meOpen fire for me, wouldn`t lie to meI watch my back, I watch my frontI watch them niggas, I watch them bitchesIn fact I think they all tryna kill MacWooooo[Chorus--Master P]Uggggggghhh!