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We just might slide 'bout something We just might die 'bout something Big bro, he high off something And now I'm wondering Because I think I wanna try some too (I'm daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way) Because I think I wanna try some too (I'm daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way) Because I think I wanna try some too (Look, look, look, look- Uh, uh) I think I wanna dabble with this cocaine I think I wanna dabble with this heroin My cousin did it first, now she got no veins I love the biproduct of the dope game I-I-I seen the poison comе through and terrorize I-I-I seen a lotta shit with my pair of eyеs Nigga, I was one when I heard half of my parents died My daddy did the dope so is it cool if we share a line? Ok, prolly boutta do a line of powder in this bitch The whole hood actin' different when that power in the mix I ain't never been no liar like my momma in this bitch I heard my niggas sent yo niggas to the trauma when we slid And my niggas at attention like "One, two, three" Gettin' faded just in case they wanna come for me Four pills in the bottle, save one for me Letras de cancionesFour enemigos slippin', save one for me We just might slide 'bout something We just might die 'bout something Big bro, he high off something And now I'm wondering Because I think I wanna try some too I'm daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way Because I think I wanna try some too I'm daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way Ok, sherm stick and crack rock fucked up my Uncle Nathan (Uh, huh) Pills and promethazine fucked up my generation (Uh, huh) My cousin had the living room smelling like burnt Styrofoam Nathan hit the pipe in the crib while my grandmama gone Cousin off that dope, uncle off that dope Nigga my granny off that dope Is your tryna float, Nigga? My family tree grew up to [?] Crips, bloods, [?] all different branches Rick Ross, he had the whole hood going off Fucked up the meth recipe And the whole hood blowing up (Oh shit) I know what crack smell like I shouldn't, but I do You can smell it comin right behind the alley after school But don't stick around too long unless yo' ass wanna catch a contact Keep playing for the double And yo ass might catch a contract Mama said marijuana, was a gateway I'm still smokin on that shit with Little Chris and Dae Dae I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way I've been daring to be different, but these drugs are in my way In my way, in my way, in my way, in my way From Letras Mania