Lyrics:
Die by the bullet when they live by the gun
Why I always gotta roll with a face on my shirt
Gotta keep it on me they ain’t taking me first
Why my niggas
to live is the grimy way
The only way to get ahead is the gun way
We don't play
I can't let 'em stop me and shock me
They tried, I pulled out and popped
now
ਹੋ ਜੇਯੋਨ੍ਦੇ gun ਨਾਲ
ਮਾਰਦੇ ਆਂ gun ਨਾਲ
ਸਾਡਾ ਏਹਿ ਆ life style ਅੱਲੜੇ,
We live by gun, we die by gun
ਸਾਡੇ ਏਹਿ ਆ life style ਅੱਲੜੇ
Live by gun, We die
on my Patek
Took them cuffs off totin' automatics
This the shit we get a rush for
All this rose gold look like duck sauce
In the Maybach with a young
Uh uh, uh huh
Clipse (Clipse) , Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit)
Yeah, whooo
Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
even pressed tho
Bank account looking like pesto
Full of green ah ha what a dream
A lot of n****s die
Just to live above their means
I aint ever seen
Let me live let me live I'm just trying to live my best life
Let me give let me give let me give you my advice
Let me live let me live I just gotta
the neck
He walked in the room, and everybody rose
Lopped off bucket chillin' underneath my clothes
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit
But
a n**** goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy
Time goes by, puffin on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a n**** goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy
to B.Y.'s
Muffled lives, like a pit bull at will
Sit still, or you're shook real, y'all niggas need to get real, or get killed!
The 4-fifth, call the men
It's the street justice
If you live by the gun you die by the gun
It's the street justice
No matter what is going on you gotta make it on your own
It's the street justice
If you live by the gun you die by the gun
It's the street justice
No matter what is going on you gotta make it on your own
Life is passing by
Cruising at the speed of light
To most its Live and let live
To some it's live and let die
I'll bring the guns and Roses
Like
keep thuggin'
All the rest of you bustas die slow!
Get out the way yo, Hussein Fatal
Biggie Smallz just got dropped
Little Moo, pass the Mac
And let me
you're trying to silence me,
My resolution for a life I can lead,
Adversity has become part of my destiny
I'd rather die on my feet, than ever live
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
That them shells miss you
But how you a Blood but don't rep
It? Let me 2-12 with you
In the streets you don't got a ratchet
You don't hold niggas guns
Live by what you die by aye
Live by what you die by aye
Live by what you die by ugh
Live by what you die by aye
Live by what you die by aye
Live by
gone die fa trying
You think bout robbin
Imma let it blow
Bag it up
And seal that h**
That p****
Imma kill that h**
Long live Max
I kill fa Glo
And can't
Who are we to decide who lives and die in this world we live (Live)
You can tell if a person's a snake in the way they hiss (Hiss)
Do no validate
n****s up
And you know we be dro smokin, toten, loc'n
Live from PR or Oakland, b**** its Get Low let me know what's up
If you get it the truck get in
Let it be prophesized; n****s'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way n****s get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
N
let's go
Gangster for life
'Til the day that I die yeah
I promise I'm standing by
'Cause you know that I'm down, you know I'm down
Gangster for life
forever ain't forever
I swear by the moment
'Cause together ain't promised forever
Let's live in the moment
As long as we got each other
Die in
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