Lyrics Money ain? t never been nothing, I hit the block if this *************t get ugly and it ain? t 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? s gangsta yeah and ain? t no ************* gone match me stocky chubby ************* voice real raspy I see uou real flashy but that ain? t gone last ************* pop fire off shots and that? s your ass ************* it? s war now that? s why I keep the four with long nozzle 600 bad ************* on it holding down the throttle and ************* that beef *************t cause some beef won? t die and some *************s will say they gangsta but they won? t ride 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 tree? s to white sand everything is a price man you snipe when bullets are piping hot when it? s your flesh it begin warming you nw die mother****** die! Cause I? m tired of warning you! Yeah we hear now! Die mother****** don? t get scared now die mother****** 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 ************* ************* the crossroads in this world my flow is another lost soul my *************t sounds like shots from a 4 pound for these ************* clowns it? s war now it? s all about paper that? s my issue ************* peace you can have a piece of the pistol. Chorus (2x) Everybody gone die but nobody want dead! Die mother****** die! It? s your life everybody wanna live but they wanna live scared Die mother****** Die! That? s 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 mental kill or be killed head for the hills but don? t 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 ******g 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 bust guns erratic *************ne blind like carats rules above average me and this music make a marriage so I thee wed till I? m either jailed or dead mother******s! Feel me *************s!
Lyrics Money ain? t never been nothing, I hit the block if this *************t get ugly and it ain? t 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? s gangsta yeah and ain? t no ************* gone match me stocky chubby ************* voice real raspy I see uou real flashy but that ain? t gone last ************* pop fire off shots and that? s your ass ************* it? s war now that? s why I keep the four with long nozzle 600 bad ************* on it holding down the throttle and ************* that beef *************t cause some beef won? t die and some *************s will say they gangsta but they won? t ride 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 tree? s to white sand everything is a price man you snipe when bullets are piping hot when it? s your flesh it begin warming you nw die mother****** die! Cause I? m tired of warning you! Yeah we hear now! Die mother****** don? t get scared now die mother****** 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 ************* ************* the crossroads in this world my flow is another lost soul my *************t sounds like shots from a 4 pound for these ************* clowns it? s war now it? s all about paper that? s my issue ************* peace you can have a piece of the pistol. Chorus (2x) Everybody gone die but nobody want dead! Die mother****** die! It? s your life everybody wanna live but they wanna live scared Die mother****** Die! That? s 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 mental kill or be killed head for the hills but don? t 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 ******g 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 bust guns erratic *************ne blind like carats rules above average me and this music make a marriage so I thee wed till I? m either jailed or dead mother******s! Feel me *************s!
