Lyrics:
Talking
Chorus-DJ Paul-(8x)
I'd rather die a soldier
Than nigga live a coward
(Lord Infamous)
Bullets are spittin' alright
I will let
Over there, over there
[Kane & Abel]
I'm the enemy behind, so watch your back
When a live round hit the chamber I'm the click clack
When
at the mic, you weird beard
We doin' this once
Your beard's weird, why you yellin' at the mic?
Rihanna just hit me on a text
Last night I left hickeys
card, I know you're pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe, you'll have to kill me for that combination
Made another two milli just off
tongue
That's the svedka cherry punch
Blackout hit the floor by lunch
I've decided on the low
Ill just keep vibin all alone
Only smile when im home
Who the fuck is at that bando grab a switch wanna see this Glock run outta ammo
Come and get me better Bend the block and we gone stand on all ten
Once you reach the dark side
You might just hit the $UICIDEWAVE
Don't fuck with me wrong
'Cause I direct you to your grave
Run if you brave but
This how it is by the corner store
Gotta get it how you live by the corner store
In the field, By the corner store
Keep you still
Niggas kill by
get bent
L-O-X get respect like Sonny from Bronx Tale
Us and DMX, the Ruff Ryder cartel
Thirsty to live, are y'all niggas eager to die?
I tell all
bin
I'm on the 9 I break my bench
I'm walking him down he got hit up with 10
He was dissing on live he got hit up with stick
They got spanked on they
Wolf, wolf all you want, run your mouth in the street
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
I don't give a motherfuck if you a hundred deep
Wolf, wolf all you want, run your mouth in the street
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
I don't give a motherfuck if you a hundred deep
you're a flop I be bringing the pain
Live for the rap got me going insane
Missing your shot I'm a hit with the fade
Your playing cod bah this isn't a game
shi gon get ya hit by the pole[01:09.46]Straight about the grind I ain't trusting luck[01:11.25]Ain't no wastin time tryna really run it
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
be with the thugs
And I got niggas when I say so
They'll really will hit you wit slugs
Happened at the battle, it was 10k
Most money I ever made, 10
crazy by the pool side. Who now gone get live on the Westside, who now gone get live on the Southside. Who now gone get live on the Eastide, who now gone
dream
But shit ain't the same as my eye see cream
I dwell by the minute
I gots to make more cash
C notes accumulating every day in my stash
Making hit
Glock beaming red, hit his eye like a lasic
Nina hit raw, them shells don't need a latex
Stood on my ten toes while niggas was chatting
Geesh Money was
of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
Run as fast as you want, they'll still hit you like Ricky
They do it all for money, what you think they'll do envy
Goal is rags to riches, having plenty
you too but please dont force us
Mama told me one day imma live it like I am royalty
Looked up and said "bet that by the time you out your fourties"
it's meant to polish
All the bad you went through
You didn't break then
You didn't run from it
Breathe, take 10
Get back focused, give it 100
Live
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