Three 6 Mafia - Motivated | Текст песни

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[Chorus x2]
Everytime I feel this shit, I'm motivated
Not only do we flow this shit, we demonstrate it
We come to far to turn back now, I hope we make it
But everytime them prophets fly, I'm motivated

[Juicy J]
Back in the days I used to get down
Pockets on E, I can't do nothin but frown
Feelin' my belly and don't come around
Had to be pushin that dope by the pound
Go with da folk that be pullin a bitch
Not to popular now you know you're the shit
Fuckin with reala that know you're legit
Pushin that shit that you shoot in your wrist
Had to be down about makin my grip
Pumpin the beat hopin the needle won't skip
Nukin a dinner while flippin the script
Niggas still trippin still runnin they lip
Now they just comin in larger amounts
Then I must stack them in my bank account
This is for half of your ass watch it bounce
Motivation for my power and clout

[DJ Paul]
20 years old, ridin in a 80 thousand dollar viper
Better watch out for the snipers
They be bumpin' our tapes but they really don't like us
Why must some local bustas try to diss me
When they don't even know me
Not knowin I'll run up on they ass with a motherfuckin mac kill em all off slowly
I'm tryina keep my cool cause I got plenty to lose
My fuckin surroundings be another nigga singin the blues
So how I keep's myself on top of things and motivate
I quickly erase all you hoes that be playa hatin

[Chorus x2]

[Gangsta Boo]
For you motherfuckin niggas, for you motherfuckin hoes
Stayin real as can be on my fuckin ten toes
Never be the one to fall now I'm rising oh so quickly
I know you hate me but I'm gon stay motivated
This crazy lady don't give a fuck about what you say, it don't mean shit
Maybe cause I'm stackin cheese and you ain't stackin nothin but dicks
Including you niggas too, you be ridin on dicks, I know you do
I'm stayin on top of my game, I'll be number one so nigga fuck you

[Lord Infamous]
This music game is gonna drive me insane, it's all about figures
Cause when you're dealin with heavy stakes somethin gon brake or get injured
Niggas talkin bout payin dues I got the bruises to prove it
Did everythin a nigga could do to make it in the game of rap music
But still everytime I try to make a move some mothefuckers always gotta doubt
And then them very same niggas don't know what the fuck they talkin bout
Keepin the faith up on my plate was the reflection of my face
Sayin it to make it but still tryina gave the good Lord his grace

[Chorus...till fade]

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