Master P - Pockets Gone Stay Fat Lyrics
[magic - talking]I dare one of you say something bout meSpeaking on the wrong niggas ya heard me (come on}Dont be madThese niggas hear gonna stay around {come on}***** with us if you wanna and see whats gone happen ya hear me[hook 2x: magic]Believe the niggaThese pockets gone stay fat niggaSee me and p we go way back, you best stay backTo you hatas mutha***** this is payback[verse one: magic]These niggas is hatin we like what everWe pay no mind to these niggas we out chasin our cheddaIndulge in this bullshit, uh-uh, nigga neverClose your *****in mouth is what you ***** niggas bettaWe got an essential because us niggas so cleverAnd make a mill break me off is how we stay togetherIm doing my own thing but me and p we foreveaFavor for favor we got this shit on lockKeep running your *****ing mouth, get your ? ? ? ass backI go to church straped with a 45 glockThem niggas be askin but scared to say it to out facesCuz we know so many niggas in so many different places ye head meHook 2x: magic[verse two: master p]Nigga we thugged together, sold drugs together*****ed hoes together, kicked in doors together andI dont know why you hate me?Screamin what the ***** have you done for me latelyOnly real niggas stand on my blockAnd home we hustlin and if we hurt than the 9 *****Neva beef with no niggas you aint got beef withNever take care of no hoes you dont sleep withThese streets is real lil daddy so get yo mind rightBut if you ***** with mine I got a bag that will act rightNiggas wanna leave the tank actin mad but do it silentlyBut aint no comin back cuz aint nobody smile nHook 2x: magic[verse three: magic]Hatin get you no whereYou niggas better hush*****in around with us and get your puss ass touchedI dont want bust I wanna bet you down to mushCuz you gettin on my nerves plus you talk to muchSee magic from the nine where they dont mind dyingWhip you up quick and send you home to momma cryinSo ? ? ? ? ? ? like a whirl like a tornado5 hundred miles per hour, get rid of all the hatasYou wanna see us fall but you niggas aint readyYour music is dull plus Im sharp as a macheteCompare me to the other niggas and see what you getThe coldest mutha***** that youve heard check ya hear meHook 2x: magic[master p - talking]Now how the ***** the media gonna compare me to a rapperWhen one of you mother*****ers make a fortuneThen yall speak onNigga know that we from the guttaWe made it to the buttaAnd thats why they mad at usTryin to keep us off mtvTryin to keep us out the mutha*****in public eyeBut we street niggasAnd we know how to hustleWe gonna always get ours niggaBelieve that
