Die 


Money ainít never been nothing, I hit the block if this shit get ugly and it ainít never been in my heart to let niggas thug me hit the dealer and cop a drop if the eyes is buggy and pull up in front of the spot cause the mommies love me itís gangsta yeah and ainít no nigga gone match me stocky chubby nigga voice real raspy I see uou real flashy but that ainít gone last nigga pop fire off shots and thatís your ass nigga itís war now thatís why I keep the four with long nozzle 600 bad bitch on it holding down the throttle and fuck that beef shit cause some beef wonít die and some niggas will say they gangsta but they wonít ride so why itís hard for you to decide Iíll let it fly 40 shots hit your ride up hit the tropics and hide up under palm treeís to white sand everything is a price man you snipe when bullets are piping hot when itís your flesh it begin warming you nw die motherfucker die! Cause Iím tired of warning you!

Yeah we hear now! Die motherfucker donít get scared now die motherfucker Black Child Iím off parole itís Murder now in a hood near you about to burn it down word to God it feels like Iím from every hood cause when you ghetto your ghetto with gats you good sell cracks if you could bust your gat when you should itís for my blacks from the bricks back to Inglewood we eat together nigga fuck the crossroads in this world my flow is another lost soul my shit sounds like shots from a 4 pound for these bitch clowns itís war now itís all about paper thatís my issue fuck peace you can have a piece of the pistol.

Chorus (2x)

Everybody gone die but nobody want dead! Die motherfucker die! Itís your life everybody wanna live but they wanna live scared Die motherfucker Die! Thatís your life

Niggas know the truth Rule raises the roof cause I pop more shots than Abdul Rauf and when the_concludes I bring closure to the situ come thru squeeze 8 out the stolen black pinto niggas know my mental kill or be killed head for the hills but donít never slide down it if you to high ground it (puff, puff) uhhh! Is how it sounded 2 shots thru and silent and 1 nigga stripped of his talent new fucking Yiddy City the sex and violence where first time offenders get floated to the island and one time give a nigga one time breathe wrong and a nigga have a blown mind I blow lines like an addict bust guns erratic shine blind like carats rules above average me and this music make a marriage so I thee wed till Iím either jailed or dead motherfuckers! Feel me niggas!

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