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Man - Yeah son what's up man, what the fuck is going on? How this pack lookin man? Man 2 - My nigga I'm out here, everything good, I got it Man - The fuck does that mean nigga? How much money do you have? How much did you make this far Man 2 - Bro I got the money my nigga, I got it Man - Fuck all this I got the money. This nigga East be back in town in like 3-4 days my nigga Man 2 - Aite my nigga and I'm out here, I'm clicking off my nigga, everything is flowing nigga. I got my workers out here we moving Man - Alright y'all niggas better be doing something man. Y'all niggas better not be out here half assing my nigga. I swear to god man Man 2 - C'mon my nigga, you always pressing me, I got it my nigga Man - Alright I hear that shit man, what's up with you, you good though nigga? Man 2 - Yeah I'm good man, shit hot but, you know, I'm getting to this paper my nigga Man - You still ain't fucking no bitches or nothing? What you doin in these streets Man 2 - Oh come on man you know I got these bitches from out of town, from Philly that's coming through actually Man - Well I hope you do nigga Man 2 - Hold on for a second, shut the fuck up, no one want no fucking DVDs. Get the fuck out of here with that shit Songtexte Man 3 - Damn playboy no disrespect, no disrespect. Just tryna make some money out here, sell these DVDs. Y'all fucking my energy up man. I'm gettin the fuck outta here Man 2 - Fuck out of here with that dumb shit I dont want no DVDs man, it's getting on my nerves. But this money is the most important thing don't lose mind set of that though my nigga Man 1 - I already know imma have that for East. Everything is good my nigga Man 2 - Alright man, lets go get high or something. Get some backwoods or something Man 1 - Alright, word up From the bottom, only a couple still here And we still here, Harlem Never been a sucker, never been a hater Fuck it, get the paper Niggas talking bout they want it Never seen 'em hungry, never seen 'em chase it I'm in Philly knocking Core's shit Tryna get the Beamer with the door lift Jonesie my nigga from way back I think of Malik and I shake that 30 niggas with the same plan Whipping coca was the game plan Thought I was rich with like 8 grand Until I got cuffed in that gray van I put my all in this rap shit Thinking bout nights I was dead broke Window shopping down on Fifth Ave Tryna get a stripper with a big ass Shooter my younging he with the shit Drukie my nigga, he with the shit You talking bout him, he gon' get the fifth You hustle forever, won't get a brick I'ma tryna flex at the dealership Balmain with the Fendi, that's cinnamon My bitch from Korea look cinnamon I mix with a gangster and gentleman I hop out the drop and the system be trembling Policia still don't think that we innocent They rather hear about somebody killing him But turn on the radio station Records is playing they feeling him He floating like he got a pill in him Ain't going nowhere, gotta deal with him 30 bottles when I'm sitting on the couch, I'm living different now 30 bitches in my section and they tryna take a picture now 30 for the Rollie, I can blow it on a couple strippers now 30 young niggas looking up to me, I tell 'em get it now Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do We was in the 'jects, everybody sweating tryna get a blunt Notice on the door, tell the landlord we need another month Roaches walking on my toothbrush, nigga I come from the worst Arrow tried to get it, trapping, playing ball, it left a nigga hurt Designer my everything That's on my mama and everything I never got love up in no court Respect to your honor, I'll never bring I rap every day of my life nigga They book me, I promise I'll never sing We shop at the center out Beverly That's Cali, you niggas could never see The way that these real niggas look at shit No dinner, my cousin was cooking shit Baking soda in the Pyrex I was born to be a star Since a younging I was winning every contest I'm just tryna keep my mom fresh I'm just tryna keep my brother good Bout to light me up another wood 30 bottles when I'm sitting on the couch, I'm living different now 30 bitches in my section and they tryna take a picture now 30 for the Rollie, I can blow it on a couple strippers now 30 young niggas looking up to me, I tell 'em get it now Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do 30 bottles when I'm sitting on the couch, I'm living different now 30 bitches in my section and they tryna take a picture now 30 for the Rollie, I can blow it on a couple strippers now 30 young niggas looking up to me, I tell 'em get it now Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do Do what you gotta do, do what you gotta do Don't matter who proud of you just do what you gotta do Aus Songtexte Mania