Money Gets
Mac, Master P
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Yo Mac nigga
The only reason I'm telling you this nigga
Cause I care about you nigga
I won't see you ball till you fall nigga
But you know what
You know what come with motherfucking money and fame
Motherfucking enemies and niggas hating
You see you rich now nigga
But umm dead men can't spend no motherfucking money
Keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money get you power
But it also get you dead
And keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money get you sex
But it also get you dead
And keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money get you respect
But it also get you dead
And keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money bring power
But that's why it get you dead in
You see a wise man told me keep your eyes on a sparrow
And don't get caught up like my lil homies Harold and Daryl
You see this shit ain't the same nigga times done changed
How many homies out there chasing fortune and fame
You see a righteous man he learn to preach
And a intelligent man he love to teach
But these ghetto walls got us trapped in
Crack sales 187 211 even the state pen
But penitentiary ain't no place for me
God won't you hear me make a way for me
And to my homies dead and gone I hope they rest in peace
And we gon' ball till we fall while we roll these streets
Keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money get you power
But it also get you dead
And keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money get you sex
But it also get you dead
And keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money get you respect
But it also get you dead
And keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money bring power
But that's why it get you dead in
Somebody asked me how it feel to have change
How it feel to be a major motherfucker in this game
I told them that the sunshine turn to rain
In other words yeah it's cool it's a lot of shit I can't explain
Like bitches say they love me but I can't really believe 'em
Who wouldn't want to love me I got money and I'm succeeding
Them bitches got niggas, niggas got bitches they be plotting
You show 'em your crib next week they kickin' in your spot
And it's a shame when niggas bust your brains just for stripes
It seem like I'm the only nigga tripping on my life at night
I say my prayers with my vest on
My triggers under my pillows
I'm even scared to get my rest on
Running with them killers that'll ride for me
Die for me open fire for me wouldn't lie to me
I watch my back I watch my front
I watch them niggas I watch them bitches
In fact I think they all trying to kill Mac
Keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money get you power
But it also get you dead
And keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money get you sex
But it also get you dead
And keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money get you respect
But it also get you dead
And keep your eyes on your enemies
And watch your friends
See money bring power
But that's why it get you dead in