Pockets Gone Stay Fat

Favor for favor we got this shit on lock Keep running your fucking mouth, get your ??? ass back I go to church straped with a 45 glock Them niggas be askin but scared to say it to out faces Cuz we know so many niggas in so many different places ye head me Hook 2X: Magic [Verse Two: Master P] Nigga we thugged together, sold drugs together Fucked hoes together, kicked in doors together and I don't know why you hate me? Screamin what the fuck have you done for me lately Only real niggas stand on my block and home we hustlin and if we hurt than the 9 cock Neva beef with no niggas you ain't got beef with Never take care of no hoes you don't sleep with These streets is real lil daddy so get yo mind right but if you fuck with mine I got a bag that will act right Niggas wanna leave the tank actin mad but do it silently but ain't no comin back cuz ain't nobody smile n Hook 2X: Magic