Rock (feat. Baby Gang)

East has the power
Hey Chahid

You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs

You choose your life
Buddy, I don’t trust these bitches
Just a gun and a blunt between my fingers
Paranoid with a rifle
Waiting for the door to always scream
I’m in this world to put you in line
I don’t trust life
I’ve lost too many friends, too many niggas
Too much money, too much shit, you’d lose your head
I’m starting a fight with the son of the mobster
My dad slaps me: What the hell do you want to do, be a gangster?
Mama, chill, your son’s a laid-back guy
If you touch my family, you’re the first man pregnant
Like advice in a council meeting
Think about your kids and don’t fuck with me

You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs

You choose if you want life
Life, death, the girls and the gold
It’s my friends first, you know it’s for life, to the death
And if you betray our friends
At noon, you’re dead
I come home late, I smoke a joint
I watch the moon behind the glass
Man, I’m tired
Of these sons of bitches who kiss me
I don’t care
The drinking abuses
The words in front of the girls
How many times have I said: He’s a good guy
And then he fucked me over
I lost my mind and I have my reasons, yeah
Where there are four seasons I bought a house, yeah
As soon as I get my head above water
The cops are on me, yeah
I’ll never leave my wife for a pair of tits
Story of the homies
Don’t get it for free
Minimum we gotta take 500 kilos of gear
I’m like Lagos
An unapproachable legend
Cause I fell for some heists

You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick (click), the Glock (click)
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs