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[Master P--Talking]
Yo Mac nigga The only reason I`m telling you this nigga Cuz I care `bout you nigga I wanna see you ball til` you fall nigga, but you know what You know what come with muthafuckin` money and fame? Muthafuckin` enemies, and niggas hatin` You see, you rich now nigga, but ahh Dead men can`t spend no muthafuckin` money [Chorus--Master P] Keep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friends See money get you power, but it also get you dead Keep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friends See money get you sex, but it also get you dead Keep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friends See money get you respect, but it also get you dead Keep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friends See money brang power, but that`s why it gets you dead [Master P] You see a wise man told me to keep your eyes on a sparrow And don`t get caught up like my lil` homies Harrold and Darryl You see, this shit ain`t the same nigga Times done changed How many homies out there chasin` fortune and fame You see, a richeous man, he learns to preach and uhh Intelligent man, he love to teach But these ghetto wars got us trapped in Crack sells, 1-8-7, 2-1-1`s, even the state pen The penitentury ain`t no place for me God, won`t yah hear me, make a way for me And to my homies that are gone, I hope they rest in peace And we gon` ball til` we fall why we roll the streets [Chorus--Master P] [Mac] Somebody ask me how it feel to have change How I feel to be a major muthafucka in this game I`ll told them, let the sunshine turn to rain In other words, that`s cool but a lot of shit I can`t explain Bitches say they love me, but I can`t really believe `em Who wouldn`t wanna love me, I got money and I`m succedin` Them bitches got niggas, niggas got bitches, they be plottin` You show `em your crib Next week they kickin` in yo` spot And it`s a shame when niggas bust your brains with the stripes It seems like I`m the only nigga trippin` on my life At night I say my prays with my vest on My triggas under my pillows I`m even scared to get my rest on Runnin` with them killas 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 tryna kill Mac Wooooo [Chorus--Master P] Uggggggghhh!
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