Pockets Gone Stay Fat Lyrics - Ghetto Postage - Master P

[Magic - talking] 

I dare one of you say something bout me 

Speaking on the wrong niggas ya heard me (come on} 

Don't be mad 

These niggas hear gonna stay around {come on} 

Fuck with us if you wanna and see what's gone happen ya hear me 

[Hook 2x: Magic] 

Believe the nigga 

These pockets gone stay fat nigga 

See me and P we go way back, you best stay back 

To you hatas muthafuck this is payback 

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[Verse One: Magic] 

These niggas is hatin we like what ever 

We pay no mind to these niggas we out chasin our chedda 

Indulge in this bullshit, uh-uh, nigga never 

Close your fuckin mouth is what you pussy niggas betta 

We got an essential because us niggas so clever 

and make a mill break me off is how we stay together 

I'm doing my own thing but me and P we forevea 

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 

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[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 

[Verse Three: Magic] 

Hatin get you no where 

You niggas better hush 

Fuckin around with us and get your puss ass touched 

I don't want bust I wanna bet you down to mush 

Cuz you gettin on my nerves plus you talk to much 

See Magic from the nine where they don't mind dying 

Whip you up quick and send you home to momma cryin 

So ? ? ? like a whirl like a tornado 

5 hundred miles per hour, get rid of all the hatas 

You wanna see us fall but you niggas ain't ready 

Your music is dull plus I'm sharp as a machete 

Compare me to the other niggas and see what you get 

The coldest muthafuck that you've heard check ya hear me 

Hook 2X: Magic 

[Master P - talking] 

Now how the fuck the media gonna compare me to a rapper 

When one of you motherfuckers make a fortune 

Then ya'll speak on 

Nigga know that we from the gutta 

We made it to the butta 

and that's why they mad at us 

Tryin to keep us off MTV 

Tryin to keep us out the muthafuckin public eye 

but we street niggas 

and we know how to hustle 

We gonna always get ours nigga 

Believe that