Die
Money ain never been nothing, I hit the block if this *************t get ugly and it ain never been in my heart to let *************s 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 it gangsta yeah and ain no ************* gone match me stocky chubby ************* voice real raspy I see uou real flashy but that ain gone last ************* pop fire off shots and that your ass ************* it war now that why I keep the four with long nozzle 600 bad ************* on it holding down the throttle and ************* that beef *************t cause some beef won die and some *************s will say they gangsta but they won ride so why it hard for you to decide Il let it fly 40 shots hit your ride up hit the tropics and hide up under palm tree to white sand everything is a price man you snipe when bullets are piping hot when it your flesh it begin warming you nw die mother****** die! Cause I tired of warning you!
Yeah we hear now! Die mother****** don get scared now die mother****** Black Child I off parole it Murder now in a hood near you about to burn it down word to God it feels like I from every h
ood cause when you ghetto your ghetto with gats you good sell cracks if you could bust your gat when you should it for my blacks from the bricks back to Inglewood we eat together ************* ************* the cro
ssroads in this world my flow is another lost soul my *************t sounds like shots from a 4 pound for these ************* clowns it war now it all about paper that my issue ************* peace you can have a piece of
the pistol.
Chorus (2x)
Everybody gone die but nobody want dead! Die mother****** die! It your life everybody wanna live but they wanna live scared Die mother****** Die! That your life
*************s 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 *************s know my ment
al kill or be killed head for the hills but don never slide down it if you to high ground it (puff, puff) uhhh! Is how it sounded 2 shots thru and silent and 1 ************* stripped of his talent new *************
ing Yiddy City the *** and violence where first time offenders get floated to the island and one time give a ************* one time breathe wrong and a ************* have a blown mind I blow lines like an addict bus
t guns erratic *************ne blind like carats rules above average me and this music make a marriage so I thee wed till I either jailed or dead mother******s! Feel me *************s!
DieLRC歌词
Money ain never been nothing, I hit the block if this *************t get ugly and it ain never been in my heart to let *************s 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 it gangsta yeah and ain no ************* gone match me stocky chubby ************* voice real raspy I see uou real flashy but that ain gone last ************* pop fire off shots and that your ass ************* it war now that why I keep the four with long nozzle 600 bad ************* on it holding down the throttle and ************* that beef *************t cause some beef won die and some *************s will say they gangsta but they won ride so why it hard for you to decide Il let it fly 40 shots hit your ride up hit the tropics and hide up under palm tree to white sand everything is a price man you snipe when bullets are piping hot when it your flesh it begin warming you nw die mother****** die! Cause I tired of warning you!
Yeah we hear now! Die mother****** don get scared now die mother****** Black Child I off parole it Murder now in a hood near you about to burn it down word to God it feels like I from every h
ood cause when you ghetto your ghetto with gats you good sell cracks if you could bust your gat when you should it for my blacks from the bricks back to Inglewood we eat together ************* ************* the cro
ssroads in this world my flow is another lost soul my *************t sounds like shots from a 4 pound for these ************* clowns it war now it all about paper that my issue ************* peace you can have a piece of
the pistol.
Chorus (2x)
Everybody gone die but nobody want dead! Die mother****** die! It your life everybody wanna live but they wanna live scared Die mother****** Die! That your life
*************s 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 *************s know my ment
al kill or be killed head for the hills but don never slide down it if you to high ground it (puff, puff) uhhh! Is how it sounded 2 shots thru and silent and 1 ************* stripped of his talent new *************
ing Yiddy City the *** and violence where first time offenders get floated to the island and one time give a ************* one time breathe wrong and a ************* have a blown mind I blow lines like an addict bus
t guns erratic *************ne blind like carats rules above average me and this music make a marriage so I thee wed till I either jailed or dead mother******s! Feel me *************s!
