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Paroles : Minivan

Yeah, G-Side we in the building
Crooked live, my n***a Deniro
Ay, you know usually I don't talk that work sh*t, man
We still in the hood, but since I'm f**kin' with you, man
I'ma take it there, f**k it
Show 'em how we got the money, yeah
Konstantin, what it do

Now I'm f**ked up, I need help
Playin' 'round with this fire, I done burnt myself
Cookin' in the devil's kitchen, n***a
Better guard your soul before he get it, n***a
That's why I'm so wicked, n***a
sh*t slowed up, ain't no money on the streets
Homegrown floatin' 'round and it's going for the cheap
n***a owe me five stacks and ain't called me in a week
And I still owe my people, hell, they throw it to me free
But I'm still in the game even though it ain't for me
I ain't tryin' to be a victim to these mothaf**kin' streets
Or be doin' twenty-five in a penitentiary
My n***a used to get them thangs shipped in from Tennessee
'Til somebody that he flexed came back, remember me?
He can't live to tell about it, hell, he just a memory
I can't stand f**kin' haters, just a waste of energy
Can't pay the price, but I rolled my dice 'cause a n***a envy me (damn)