Текст песни Master P f Rich Kid - Watch Your Ass
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[Master P talking]G man, why don`t you go on, pass the dankLet`s take a lil` break ya know whatb I`m sayin`Before we finish this album upAnd let`s get fucked up, ya know what I`m sayin`Pass it man, pass the dank sssssssDamn, this motherfuckin` green, this shit stank manYo, who that is right there man (That`s that rich kid)That`s Rich Kid, what`s up dog (What up P man, ya know)What`s happenin` (What`s up, pass the dank man let cha` boy hit a lil`)Sssss, (So what`s up P, what chu` been up to man)Ya know the same ol` shit, tryin` to get this rap shit off the groundKnow what I`m sayin` (Ah man you know ya boy been comin` up)(Man why don`t chu` let ya boy kick a lil` something)Go ahead Rich, go ahead a kick a lil` freestyle (Yeah)[Rich Kid]38th is the spot where I`m rippin` the topIn my 68 Stang I got the bitches offWith the clean purple back and the real gold platesAnd a case I`m sittin` on triple gold DaytonsWith a peanut butter top, my shit straight droppedI`m north bound, on my way to the day spotRichmond, California is the city I`m fromAnd everybody in my hood of course they pack gunsIf a sucker talk shit I fill his ass with leadWith a chopper in my hand, watch the bloodshedHave ya layin` in a coffin with the quicknessIf you think a folk then handle ya businessBut just remember that you can be handledWith a shot from my gauge ya whole body dismantledTo be fit to survive man ya gotta be realHave the mind of a gangsta, no hesitation to killIf ya hesistate yo you might get smokedYa got one in the chamber just let the punk chokeOff this red hot piece of leadStart spittin` off from the mouth now ya know he`s deadSaid my rules to survive so make sure ya get with itCause life of a gangsta is survival of the fittest[Master P talking]Yeah Rich man that`s cool but pass the dank man(Yeah man, here ya go man, ya know) Yeah, yeah, yeahSwwwww [* Coughs *] Whoa, pass it (Oh shit)Hold a kid, cut the music off[* Music stops *][* Different beat starts *][Master P]Life in the ghetto is serious, mysterious it may seemPeep out the window I see nothin` but dope fiendsThey want them double ups, twenties and tens and chromesBefore I finish let me tell ya where I`m comin` fromA smoked out, loced out hoodWay back in the ghetto back in the daysI used to slang and game to get hoes50 would sneak up, creep up dressed up as decoysI keep em` trippin` cause I never serve them dope boysI see so many crack babies and laid bitchesOut by the bus stop hounded for a nigga`s richesI just fuck em` then duck em` and then break awayBecause a broke ho is out to fade you anywayShe never had nothin` and probably never willWatch ya back for dope fiends they known to killBut that`s the life in the ghetto so think fastYa better look behind ya back and watch ya ass[Hook x2]See dope fiends, they get me for crack5-0 they want to beat me with a baseball bat, watch your assAll these crazy hoes havin` babies for the welfareHomicide, murderers killin` people everywhere, watch your ass[Master P]There was a day my nigga Mokey did a homicideThey be smokin` crack but they will never realizeMy neighborhood is like a jungle cause it`s kill or be killedPull out the chopper motherfucker watch the blood spillNow I`m a villain, deep in the dope gameCan`t find a job so a brother sellin` cocaineIt`s kind of strange, got me scared but I`m never slippin`My next door neighbor od`d the bitch is always trippin`In the park, the park they shot the lil` kidThem motherfuckers low down, damn how could ya do it nigSo the life in the ghetto is kind of vileBut move ya bitch down cause bitches they go a hundred miles[Hook x2]Watch your ass (x5)[* Master P talking with hook in background *][Hook x2]