Текст песни Master P - Hands of a Dead Man
Master P - Hands of a Dead Man слова песни
[Verse-1]As they shackled and chained me for a murder caseOut the hood on my way to CYAAnd from CYA to the PembrookeIf they find the murder weapon I get 10 moreBut just like a g I remained calmNo witnesses a few more weeks I`ll be going homeBut as the fucking police car drove off gI started thinking about my motherfucking familyAbout the dope game must of been the wrong moveI still here my pops saying nigga stay in schoolBut once you shackled and chained ain`t no turning backYou get in front of the judge nigga you can tell your factsI fell asleep in the back of the cop carWoke up ?? bout a mothafucking phone callAnd as they booked me I had a mouthful of crackAnd when I shit tonight bitch I`m gone get it backI must be daydreaming I`m thinking about my bitchTil this motherfucker woke me up and cough quickAnd as they checked me butt naked and balls danglingWith 50 other motherfuckers in the shower saying Yo man check this outYou gotta sleep with one eye open and one eye closed foolThis your first time in jail nigga gone need some friendsBy the way youngster what`s your name [Verse-2]You can call me killer on the streets its the dopemanAnd like Scarface you gotta let your nuts hangI put my glock up to a fool don`t move gSee in 94 suckers catching lugiesBut ain`t nobody tripping on the black manYou either learn to dope deal or you gang bangSee in the ghetto a life don`t mean shitAnd most blacks they don`t know about politicsAnd once you marked for death than your ass is smokedCause niggas dying young in the ghettoGang banging that can get you 40 to lifeSo choose your casket red, blue or whiteAnd once you gone ain`t no motherfucking coming backThe way you live is the way you gone die blackGlocks pulled on this sucker for selling dopeNigga owe me money so you know he gotta goFucking with my stash I`m gone kick that assSpend 17 rounds as they stuff him in a bodybagEven though I know I`m living fucking ignorantI guess that`s the shit that got me in the penBut since I`m in, I guess I got to hold my groundMake a second case so motherfuckers ?? downHit the weights on a motherfucking daily basisAnd keep my mouth closed and always remember facesCause once you in jail you ain`t nothing but a number blackYou never know when the fucker going to call you backI`d rather sleep in some motherfucking quick sandThey killed my celly have you ever held the hands of a dead man (Chorus x4)Have you ever held the hand of a dead man