"Die" as written by and Crocker/gill/atkins/fyffe....
Money ain't never been nothing,
I hit the block if this shit get ugly
And it ain't 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 it's gangsta yeah
And ain't no nigga gone match me stocky chubby nigga
Voice real raspy I see you real flashy
But that ain't gone last nigga pop fire off shots
And that's your ass nigga it's war now that's 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 won't die
And some niggas will say they gangsta
But they won't rise so why it's hard for you to decide
I'll let it fly 40 shots hit your ride up hit the tropics
And hide up under palm trees to white sand
Everything is a price man you snipe when bullets are piping hot
When it's your flesh it begin warming you now die motherfucker die!
Cause I'm tired of warning you!

Yeah we hear now-Die motherfucker-don't get scared now
Die-motherfucker Black Child I'm off parole it's Murder now
In a hood near you about to burn it down
Word to God it feels like I'm from every hood
Cause when you ghetto your ghetto with gats you good sell cracks
If you could bust your gat when you should it's 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
It's war now it's all about paper that's my issue fuck peace
You can have a piece of the pistol.

[Chorus: x2]
Everybody gone die but nobody want dead (Die motherfucker die)
It's your life
Everybody wanna live but they wanna live scared (Die motherfucker Die)
That's 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 suit
Come through squeeze 8 out the stolen black pinto
Niggas know my mental kill or be killed head for the hills
But don't never slide down it if you to high ground it (puff, puff) uh!
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 I'm either jailed or dead motherfuckers!
Feel me niggas!


Lyrics submitted by Ice

"Die" as written by Tiheem N Crocker Jeffrey Atkins

Lyrics © Roba Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, MEMORY LANE MUSIC GROUP, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC

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