[Tekst til "En Sang" ft. Gucci Mane]

[Vers 1: Gucci Mane]
This nigga was my homeboy, we used to move powder (Ahh)
Whip coke up, clam chowder
All about the green, Jae Crowder
But then the shit all went sour
High powered coward, gettin' all riled up
Actin' like dead bodies can't get piled up, usual
Havin' no luck, but bad luck
Used to be on, now he walkin' 'round fucked up
Dead broke, Deathstroke, lookin' for a come-up
Blamin' everybody, got jammed on a homeboy
Took my lick like a man, I stood up
Read my paperwork, Gucci Mane, A1
Hangin' by myself 'cause I know I won't say nothin'
I just will call my lawyer, I ain't seen nothin'
Everybody got a side to play, I chose one
Standin' with the real ones, niggas I ain't told nothin'

[Omkvæd: Emil Stabil & Gucci Mane]
Uh-uh-i, det' Gucci og Emil (Ha), ja, det' Gucci og Stabil
Uh-uh-i, det' Gucci og Emil (Damn), ja, det' Gucci og Stabil
Diamanter glimter, så det' nemt at find' mig
Iskold om sommeren, jeg' varm hele vinteren (Ha)
Diamanter glimter, så det' nemt at find' mig
Iskold om sommeren, jeg' varm hele vinteren
Uh-uh-i
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