CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Broke or Not

Bring it back, bring it back
Uh, uh, uh
Could you turn me up a little bit? (Thank you)

You gotta think for yourself (Yourself)
Older n***as, they don't offer no help (At all)
Told you come and take that ride, so he don't get caught by hisself
You twenty-two and facing ten, you gotta talk through the jail
You bagged up in your mama crib, pray the apartment ain't smell
Watch for the D's, the block on fire like you walking through Hell (Hot)
Tryna make sandwiches, the bread, it was stale
Came up on a couple dimes, you just preparing to sell
You put that sh*t on, ain't wearing it well, imagine sharing a cell
With a n***a you never seen before
He offer the top bunk, you like, "I need the floor"
Read magazines 'bout guns you only see in war
You always brought the plug his money before you would need some more
The devil f**kin' with you, you just tryna shake the demons off
You know the block, you fell in love with guns watchin' RoboCop
You was really there, it wasn't Photoshop (Real life)
Watch how he talk to him when you know he cop
You dreamin' 'bout that Audemar you hope to cop
You keep you a hustle whether you broke or not
(Keep you a hustle, my n***a)
You keep you a hustle whether you broke or not
(No matter how it go)
You keep you a hustle whether you broke or not