| It will be for my brother too
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| Wild nights keep us trapped
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| Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us
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| I don't worry that they aren't chains
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| Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
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| Wild nights keep us trapped
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| Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us
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| I don't worry and overtake quickly
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| You hate, fuck you, I spray that white on your forehead like Eminem
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| No chains around my neck
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| They shout to me: "You are young", I am their dad
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| Golden shit will hang from me, your mom is also listening to us
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| One day I might make you a brother, huh, drama
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| Your little one is coming with us, huh, fama
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| He does all kinds of things behind the door of my apartment
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| You're not from day one — you can't bleat with us
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| I don't worry that they aren't chains
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| Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
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| Wild nights keep us trapped
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| Women, bottles, power, someday God will judge us
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| I don't worry that they aren't chains
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| Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
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| Wild nights keep us trapped
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| Women, bottles, power, someday God will judge us
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| KIMMV
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| I'm climbing to the top for a long time, I have a problem with confidence
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| Don't worry about your bitch, she's there — sleeping next to me
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| We are always ready for a fuss, often that is the solution
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| You have no money, no face — these are only your wishes |
| I don't worry that there are no chains on my neck, I haven't worked for a salary in a long time
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| It will be on the table for the brothers, everything that is thrown on the fire
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| We are not friends, bro, what did you give us at the start?
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| There will be crystals, there will be gold, but only for the gang
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| I don't worry that they aren't chains
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| Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
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| Wild nights keep us trapped
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| Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us
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| I don't worry that they aren't chains
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| Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
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| Wild nights keep us trapped
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| Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us
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| Diamonds in the mud, not jewelry on the neck, new Armani on the watch
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| I put a couple of them on my salary, I have a holiday in my backpack
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| I'm not jangin at the end, jangins are growing — pay me to perform
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| They didn't give me a chance — we didn't ask twice
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| Praise me, praise the gang, cause we grew up in hell (Give me the gang)
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| Never sought fame, now I'm short of air
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| I can't sleep, I'm still looking for you around town, babies can't stop
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| These are the hours when singles bark, chains to mend wounds
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| I don't worry that they aren't chains
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| Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
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| Wild nights keep us trapped
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| Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us |
| I don't worry that they aren't chains
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| Around my neck, it will also be for my brother
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| Wild nights keep us trapped
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| Women, bottles, power - someday God will judge us |