Traduction: Démon. Jeu serré.
here off my block [Verse 1: Bizzy Bone] Who servin' tha fiends Hundred thousands of green For the love of money Cash all around me Demons can cloud
and the laughter it brings to me It's my ev-ery-thing [Verse Two: Jay-Z] Like I never rode in a limo Like I just dropped flows to a demo Like it's ninety
.I.N.G for L.I.F.E. Well let me take it back to 1995, I was 18 years old writin the kings first rhymes Kottonmouth was born it was just startin to pop Had a two song demo
cause I'm the one they women like He think he tight, he think he got more game then spike lee Running through his veins like an IV, highspeed Tightest
mind of a gauge On stage cuzz minimum wage has me on maximum rage Page mac, lets scrap, the conniseur of rap See me, come tight like a pig in a bikini
cause she never had a yardie yet Tipsy because she never drink Bacardi yet She never get it 'til she sing a Bob Marley yet I like the way she keep it tight
fuck up outta here off my block Who servin' tha fiends Hundred thousands of green For the love of money Cash all around me Demons can cloud me While
here off my block Verse 1: Bizzy Bone Who servin' tha fiends Hundred thousands of green For the love of money Cash all around me Demons can cloud me
in a bag with ya I'm seein' a bad picture of bein' a cab skipper Broke as f*** waitin' for Satan to come and get ya Keep ya clique tight, know ya goals
ready to fight, I'm the one they women like He think he tight, he think he got more game then Spike Lee Running through his veins like an IV, high speed Tightest
I touch down in Atlanta with the dangerous crew Grab the microphone, spit this game at you It never ends, I just keep goin' Pimps keep pimpin', hoes keep
hood but also the brightest suburb To think I would just despise the folks Because I'm broke and white it's absurd I'm told be tight, you get hurt, but
I just popped up eatin breakfast at some Wyatt's (Big Moe) Yeeeh-yeeeah, yeeeh yeeah yea yeeeah its them boys off that Long Drive that nigga DeMo (DeMo
you know what that means Another day, a few more hoes when I come up on the scene Ain't no player in the streets who play the game like me You tight?
babblin' I'm grabbin' the mic in the booth when they peak I'ma gon' get me started wrestlin' Turnin' and tusslin', clutchin' and musclin' I saw myself the demons
takes the flows, y'all See I'm about to have the time of my life, Bacardi on ice Live from Los Angeles, it's Saturday night While others staty tight we