Lyrics:
strapped
For protection in ya section, I be flexin' a slug and brain connection
Young niggaz stay strapped
For the robbas, and the jackas, and the sneak
[Jacka]
You know these whodies be askin'
Uni Mack 10
Can I be your bitch [can I be your bitch]
Naw, you can be my ho
I put you on a track
ever stop
Scott LaRock heard a dope story
About him from the Blastmasta
Out west RIB mac Dre & The Jacka
When we die it plants new seeds
For new Big Bank
The good die young
The good die young
The good die young
They say The good die young
The good die young
The good die young
So while we're here
Let's
young gunnas in the truck with it
Sigel would've loved it, Philly would've fucked with it
California state property you niggas stuck with it
Brrrring,
long and lean, he spoke in perfect German
And I recorded all that he said
Yeah, I recorded all that he said
And he said
We all die young
We all
a jail cell
Die young, oh well (well) I had a good life (life)
They rappin 'bout it but I'm out here payin' the price
Lord, it's so hard, living this
a thing, but I'mma still let the ice show
Psycho, light, no, It's all about survival
The good die young, them suckas got nine lives though
Niggas makin'
till I reach the shore
And I'm a damn sure love the trip
They wanna try to control every single thing we do
It's like The Jacka bro, sometimes you gotta
Die-ie-ie-ie-ie, woah
Would you miss me?
If we die-ie-ie-ie-ie
All of my niggas they came with the choppers
Probably die as a young nigga
just posted by the store
Yeah they pocket watchin' so keep your money on the low
Yeah them jackas and robbers they gon' be knockin at your door
I ain't
sheddin' "Tattoo Tears" galore
Like "The Good Die Young"
They had so much more
To accomplish, still lightin' up the
Darkness in this world, like
Pimp C, Fat
You see a small bank in the cuts hold it up
'cause a nigga like me snorted out to get high
Fell in love with it had to stop fo' I die
Young nigga
young niggas want is some money
All these women want a husband
You don’t wait on your blessings
You’ll stunt them
Got to thank the one above
The good die
Written by Christo Andriopoulos
Like uh
Out here Tryna get rich quick
Come & f*** with me I'm on that real potent
Baby know the deal it's
I want to dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sanderford
And all other lil' young niggas that's in a rush to be gangstas
As a young nigga, I'm
the reincarnated Young Sinatra
(Life's a bitch and then you die)
I used to bust tables, now I bust rhymes
That buck that bought a bottle
(Life's a bitch and then you
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
livin’ like this
For the rest of tonight
No time, no time at-at all we
Got the rest of our lives, so live fast
(live fast) and die young
(die young) , live
Oh my, I'm gonna die, send my soul to the by and by
I can't breathe, I'm gonna be pushin' up a daisy 'fore the old gets me
She's so fine, matter
gon' be bangin' this shit for rest of our lives
So live fast and die young, (live fast)
Live fast and die young, (die young)
Live fast and die young
And I don't wanna die young
Lady brother's on the other side
Waiting for me
But I don't wanna die young
Even if you wait for me
I don't wanna die
The good die young, wie weet word ik oud
Of ze maken me koud, het is hier donker en koud
Kom bij goudsmidjes thuis voor die onzen met goud
G 't zijn mijn
picca's, nee dieren houden niet van flits (Nee)
M'n jacka is zwaar, heb izjn paard aan m'n rits
Ik wil die G-kracht, geen tweetakt
Bitch ik wil een Dodge met
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