Текст песни Master P - Respect My Game
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No matter what you do my nigga, it`s not gon` be enoughYou tryin to feed motherfuckers that`ll always be hongryYou feed the wrong motherfucker they gon` bite youBut you know what? If you real then you realIf you respect the game niggaz gon` respect youBut if you fake, niggaz gon` play you like a bitch[Chorus: Master P - repeat 4X]This for them thugs on the block tryin to hustle dawgThis for them girls in the game, holla break it off[Master P]Most niggaz want to pitch and hideI`m so gutter, so gangster when I spit these rhymesI feel like I just did a bidNigga ten years later I still got these kidsMost niggaz ain`t keepin it realGhetto Bill showed these clowns how to get these dealsJump off the porch and slang that rockRepresent the South then, made that popAnd y`all niggaz ain`t rememberin me?Then, y`all niggaz must not be from the streetsCause my shit been in every car and every JeepFrom the South to the West to the motherfuckin EastI got real gangsters ready to rideI got real killers ready to dieAll my gangsters throw y`all hands up highAnd y`all fake niggaz run and hide - ya heard me?[Chorus][Master P]From the `lliope to the Ville my niggaKeep touchdown on the Benz say they ready for that grillThe New No Limit got the block on hotAnd every thug in the hood screamin "We all we got"Nigga it was a movement when we made itHow you not gon` respect what came before you- that`s how you gon` play it?I taught the South how to flip them thangsIt took a nigga from the West to put y`all up on gameIt took a nigga from Compton to scream my nameWhen I`ve been handin shit down since the "Ice Cream Man"Hair nappy and twisted, I`m still thugginStraight from the hood, they still love itAnd you boys ain`t got to give me propsBut I done taught you more than yo` pops - ya heard me?The New No Limit man we can`t be stoppedWe brought the Dirty from the bottom to the motherfuckin top[Chorus] - to fade