it And ain't no witnesses, witnessin shit Except for the four fifth and you on the floor stiff (uh huh) Wanksta [Chorus: w/ ad libs] [Verse 2] Killin to do 'fore I die and I ain't got bullets to waste shot this nigga in the face How you call yourself Ferrari?, you don't ride like me In the hood, everyday "Ready To Die" like me How does faggot nigga do a song with BIG? When he the snitch of the city, I'ma have to talk to Diddy Fifty I had a knife, you had a gun You ain't pop one shot, poked you ...
life fades, in the rear view, You a slave to hurt, but gotta see it through, We was both banging, Bryan and I, Different neighborhoods so we chose different sides, Confrontation in the street, so we had to ride, I wanted to fight, his pride felt I had to die, He screamed 187, I say I never hide, You know where Im at boy I aint hard to find, A couple weeks went by, we passin time, He seen me in the alley with his niggas, I Was just dealin off carry, then I seen the nine, Then I heard a ...
I'm just a shoulder Damn, why they take another soldier I load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry I'll get them suckas back before your buried (shit) Retaliate and pull a 187 do real niggas get to go to heaven ? How long will they mourn me, bury me a muthafuckin 'G' Bitch don't wanna die then don't fuck with me It's kinda hard to be optimistic When your homies lying dead on the pavement twisted Y'all don't hear me doe, I'm trying hard to make amends But I'm losing all my ...
Make every bullet count so put a slug in his face Nationwide Eastside Watts Franklin Square Crip Ride Another Swayhook slippin another straight just died I ain't lying when I say you see me dumpin Eastside Nationwide Rip Ride is quick to move some' (...on that Eastside) [TWIN LOC] The AGC's straight rollin on that Eastside, right Where gangstas like to ride and do a homicide I catch a Slob slippin, I break his fuckin neck And puttin these busta punk niggas straight in check Talkin 'bout ...
you realer. Wish: Since, we some killers for sure [sure], hit 'em up, hit 'em hard, if you ready To roll. Niggas out tryin' to fuck with us, but I'm givin' you one Warnin'--that's a no-no. 'Cause I got what you need if you are ready to die, to Die, to die. Nigga, bye bye. Shots might be fired. Yep. Everybody gon' run? Naw. Shootin' at me? Better hit me or one day . Fire! Here I come, come. And You don't wanna see. We like that [that], 'cause everybody pack guns, but Bone Go pap pap. Really ...
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