CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Interlude Pt. 1

Now, I was broke as a muthaf**ka, my life at the end see
My so called friends, they had no ends to lend me
My job at Mickie Ds was f**kin' me with no grease
I worked so f**kin' hard, but the money, it never increased
I quit my f**kin' job, I had no job, n***a
Put on the mask, get the gloc, it's time to rob, n***a
I hit the streets, but no victim had been chosen
Damn, I was nervous, but my fear wouldn't stop my strollin

[?], let you n***as [?], you know what I'm saying
And my n***a [?] from [?] way left off, they don't sell no thing
And [?] big [?] this sh*t, so if you're a big boy, come on with me
As I open the doors to the plane