Lyrics:
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
Gotta keep that fire
Gotta keep that fire
I don't wanna die
I Can't trust my heart
I gotta keep that fire
I
black
It's about to get real grimey
So somebody say "DJ, pull up the track"
Ow, shut this down (come on)
Ain't heard nothing like this since "Pow"
big bluntin' ain't no picture in if ya' frame.
The fall of the best friends Robbey and I, now niggaz in my city like do or die.
All I do is smoke weed
???California Love???
- ???California Love???
Notorious B.I.G. ??? ???Juicy???
- ???It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine/Salt N??? Pepper
a nigga like me
(All you niggas die) I'm troublesome, I don't give a fuck
I'm troublesome like my nigga Napoleon said nigga
Somebody gotta explain why I
for me?
Will you die for me?
If I pop somebody, straight up lie for me?
There he go, now slowly approach
Start buckin' but baby, no kills
Hit
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah whoa
Look
Yea
Ugh
Respect amongst brothers is honestly
Something like a hot commodity
Might die for equality
If I gotta ima take it
by the Lord
So they can live in Christ, not die by sword
I saw a lady try to buy the store
By poppin' tags with shoppin' bags galore
Her bracelet,
enough
People say they gonna kill themselves, Imma call that bluff
'Cause I'd rather kill somebody else and get the cuffs
Don't wanna die, don't suicide
real ones never die look
Love gets you hurt trust gets you killed
And all of that hate comes from being to real
But i big myself up I made myself big
My
just like a scorpion do
If a demon get gregarious, my lil' Harriet don't do what accordions do
Ooh, that means fold, I was told by the G's of old (what
now on call me B-I-G
No disrespect to Notorious B.I.G.
R.I.P., but damn when your lookin' at me
You be like damn Shaq Dog do it B-I-G
I got a Phantom,
neat
Mental stroke money and heart broke
Parents getting old couldn’t cut throat
lit j old way a notorious play
Old school lazy terror A big day
Vibe
things gotta change up
I want to sing, but I think I better hold up
B got beehive, you gotta a low ride
Can't stop, won't stop, rockin' till I die
As I
Big blue hunnids on me
Got a lot of big blue hunnids
Big b-blue hunnids
Big blue hunnids on me
Check this out this a rat, this a stack
Somebody
Don’t live a life out to die a nobody
People grow, you know people change
Gotta let it go and Just let it rain
You know feel your pain but don’t let it
your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now do it!
Lil' Kim-
Niggas lean left
Bitches lean right
Come on, you gotta ride 'em baby
Ha! Ha! Ha!
a fly
Hope she doesn't pass me by
'Cause if she did I'd die, I know I'd die
I love somebody, yes, I do
Love somebody, yes, I do
Love somebody, yes,
Ball like 23 and I shot my
First 22 when I was 9
That's no lie, ho
Rappers out they mothafucking minds
So I gotta go psycho on these niggas
Call me
who oppose will
Get smacked up nicely
By the smooth macadamian
Who's awfully sheisty
Some thinking that I would switch
But I’m never to ever switch
Gotta Gotta Gotta
Gotta get up out this Ghetto Ghetto
Wish I could take away, whatever and addiction and hurt
That got the women selling
all of my real niggas gotta die
It was just like yesterday we lost DJ Screw
Now B-IG M-E double L-O
Somebody feel my pain before I be alone
And I'm
fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly (yeah), 'til I die (ayy)
Call me the juice and you know
fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly (yeah), 'til I die (ayy)
Call me the juice and you know
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