(Paddy on the track)

Counting cash, someday we'll get out of this hood
Will never understand, why do we like the dirty air
Nose snow, look, the junkie, he's destroying himself
One stays clean, the other pushes
Too many slipped into the wrong track

Tell me how often (how often)
Do I hear the voices from within
Starting in my head (oui, oui)

There are a few blades swinging
Welcome to my block (grr, pow)
Two of my brothers go into the shop
From knives to loaded Glocks

Tell me, how often
Tell me, how often (ey)

The shoe from Marginal to Mason
They are quiet when we are face to face
Too many Opps on the wishlist, trust me
He is my favorite
Step in, act smart in front of the men in blue
Jump away, make stacks and E's
Miss another prayer
Because junkie is dialing my phone number

Trap Phone rings, "Alo"
Plug, he comes and he brings a load
Why are you always hanging around in the park
Shut up, you have no idea

"Le an Tabun", screams the Marok
15inch under the Tracky from Lacoste
Du-du-du-du-du-du Bang
Boys from the west, we cause chaos

Counting cash, someday we'll get out of this hood (out of the hood)
Will never understand, why do we like the dirty air (the dirty air)
Nose snow, look, the junkie, he's destroying himself (destroying)
One stays clean, the other pushes
Too many slipped into the wrong track

Tell me how often (how often)
Do I hear the voices from within
Starting in my head (oui, oui)

There are a few blades swinging
Welcome to my block (grr, pow)
Two of my brothers go into the shop
From knives to loaded Glocks

Tell me, how often
Tell me, how often (ey)

Yes, my brother I know what I'm doing
Hear voices in my head
My conscience is not lost
But only God knows such things

Know no stop, run with Bres
Away from cops in the 11's J's
My problem will surely dissolve
In smoke like Django's Haze

You are dogs, who only bark
Make movies like Canon (yeah)
Show teeth like Venom
Have blood on my Denim
When we come your boys look for the exit
Because what you do, backfires, like backflips

Counting cash, someday we'll get out of this hood (out of the hood)
Will never understand, why do we like the dirty air (the dirty air)
Nose snow, look, the junkie, he's destroying himself (destroying)
One stays clean, the other pushes
Too many slipped into the wrong track

Tell me how often (how often)
Do I hear the voices from within
Starting in my head (oui, oui)

There are a few blades swinging
Welcome to my block (grr, pow)
Two of my brothers go into the shop
From knives to loaded Glocks

Tell me, how often
Tell me, how often (ey)

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