Lyrics:
take me
Respect mine, I'm livin'life by the tech 9
I'm livin' now while I'm still hea
Fuck it when I'm gone
Long as tha homies pour the beer I know
your face
Then I blow your face
Nigga What’d he say?
Know you know tha saying
I done lost tha saying
Its when a nigga die
Then a nigga born
So when I
the case though
They say you hot son
Finally captured and offered life from the start
Give up your boss or tote your cross
You got tha heart?
[Chorus: 2
swiftly on the first and third
Stick by ya nigga ride or die fuck what ya heard (fuck them ho's)
Would you swerve on the positive side
If a nigga get
by tha morning
If a nigga die, please don't mourn
Ima find my soul by tha morning
Bitch im on fire like Denzel, Premium shots like I'm Cobe
Shouts
remind
Amen came from
I
Never lie
Always got a alibi
For tha 5 - 0
Hopin' that they die slow
Live fast MF get cash and mo
And pro ceed to live by tha
ab,
Bevor ich ihn abgeb,
$chneid ich $chweinereiter in 2 wie ein Pekka,
Ich kick dir in die Fre$$e $houtout an Ricardo Ti$chi,
Kipp die ganze Flasche in
Must be tha music (I can bust in her mouth)
Must be tha music (Got us all thugged out)
Dice games by the coke spot, niggas love shit he don't got
He
Yeah, it's the return of three drunk mothafuckas
Huh, yeah, it's Tha Liks
We gots Stan the guitar man in the house
Mothaclucka, uh, uh
I'm sick
or a fuckin' degree
Still clockin' "g"s from what you learned on tha streets
Then you might be
Gang related! (ain't nothin' wrong)
[Chorus x2]
You might
Salutes 2 action be tha latest enter-ree 4 illadel colonies da get da
cream like cherry jubalee - my steeze put cha at ease like
di ditch) get up!
(New York uno better respect 2PAC) outlaw!
(an di yute Big, dem proud to be black)
Thug Life! to die
(Jealousy some of them act
gotta do to avoid the raid
Before you get caged, but you can't avoid the grave
When you live by the sword, you die by the sword
I'll probablly die in
dare ya
I catch ya, I'ma give ya more lashes than mascara
If its pride or die, I'm choosing respect
I saw my daddy hung dead, wit a noose on his neck
Watch me step
I’m riding by myself
Because I only trust myself
I’m smoking by the hour but still adding to my wealth
I know that sounds crazy
These
bouta let our nuts hang!
Disturbin' Tha Peace!
We don't die, we multiply
We makin Def Jam history
Thanks for gettin' the CD shawty!
over tha world
Willin' to die for everything that we built
The battleground we call turf where haters come to be killed
[Chorus: x 4]
[Violent j]
you do that I call it wite boi magic
I get it nine in tha morning by night it just plastic
How you do that I call it wite boi magic
I'm fresh ta death
see-muthafuckin' Murder,
Q.B., Gotti, and Mr. Magic
When we hit 'em we hit 'em hard you heard me
Chorus [Fiend] 2X
Don't cry now
Nigga, don't wine now
cryin jus drop that
For errybody in tha club gettin popped back
Its yo choice nigga live or die real or not
We gon make you feel tha fire
An still desire
the dirt
Well I gotta ride or die - she stay by side
Do it all from the heavens gate
I been smoking this weed as a crutch
Cause it's clearing my mind - like
Might Just Catch c Headtap
I Had c 3 Sum With 2 Bitches They Bestfriends
Bitch This Glock Stay With Boa This Bitch My Best Mans
We Was Sliding Out Tha
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
RSK - EXPOSED LYRICS - PRODUCED BY BUGZ RONIN & WIZZLE
Girl ur Hot and cold
Hook:
One day u just try to be my homie
Next day u dnt even care
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