The Game - Pot of Gold Feat. Chamillionaire & Chris Brown | Текст песни

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[Chorus: Chris Brown]
All thie spotlight
Is not for me.
I close my eyes and imagine I'm home!
I miss the days when life was simple,
But if I never tried to follow that rainbow
In search for the pot of gold!
(Woooah, woooah!)
In search for the pot of gold!

[Verse 1: Game]
There's a mother out there right now
About to have the next LeBron,
Searchin' for a pot of gold like a leprechaun.
They say death comes in threes,
Who's the next in line?
And I just lost a best friend for the second time,
Now I'm on a quest to find peace,
Still gotta carry my piece and soo-woo when it's reppin' time.
Y'all don't understand, I'm misunderstood,
Give Interscope two more albums then I'm done for good.
Sold ten million records, ain't leave the hood,
It's a cold world everybody need a hood,
And everybody doin' time stay headstrong,
Still got a chance to live
Even though you're dead wrong.

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
All this spotlight
Is not for me.
I close my eyes and imagine I'm home!
I miss the days when life was simple,
But if I never try to follow that rainbow
In search for the pot of gold!
(Woooah, woooah!)
In search of the pot of gold!

[Verse 2: Game]
Sometimes I try to do good but I just can't be,
It's hard to get myself to do things that just ain't me.
And y'all should thank me,
But my haters busy tryna send me home early but you can't
New Orlean Saint me.
I ain't a saint B, I ain't a god God,
I ain't an angel neither but I try hard y'all.
I'm lightin' up for all my soldiers at war,
As I sit back and watch the ashes on my cigar fall.
Wayne just came home,
And Tip back on the yard dog,
Guess Pujols ain't the only one playin' hard ball.

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
All this spotlight
Is not for me.
I close my eyes and imagine I'm home!
I miss the days when life was simple,
But if I never try to follow that rainbow
In search for the pot of gold!
(Woooah, woooah!)
In search of the pot of gold!

Oh, see the thing about all of us,
You never know just what we 'bout.

All this spotlight
Is not for me
I close my eyes and imagine I'm home!
I miss the days when life was simple,
But if I never try to follow that rainbow
In search for the pot of gold!
(Woooah, woooah!)
In search of the pot of gold.

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