That evening when my uncle was shot, I really was with the women in my club.

The club is the most profitable place. You can do whatever you want in it, whenever you want. And much is allowed...

Alcohol passes through my club, girls for the night, drugs, weapons ...

On the nose is the opening of the second. A little more modest at first.

And I have such a stupid task ... To protect some kind of girl. Why the hell does she need it? The dough was thrown off and that's enough. They roar not scary. Let it "booze" for last.

Don't fuck with it, you're stuck with...