I don't give a fuck, till I die, I'ma live it up Hit 'em up, nigga what? What? Nigga what? Better watch yo' ass 'fore I pull the choppers out the stash And helicopter yo' ass, about a block and a half 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz, till I'm high with my niggaz Where you at, Prop? Ai yo, it's off with his head Let the bloodshed, 'cause all my thug sons'll bust lead Yo, I rep like one of the best, my mac numbin' your flesh They on tracks but they runnin' from death Who fuckin' respect, yo dog, I'm the youngest to rep Comin' correct, niggaz know I blow my gun in a sec 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz What the deal, Twin? Yeah baby, ai yo, it's off with his head Slap the shit out the devil and tear his horns off his head Ai yo, it's almost over, few months we all gon' know Jehovah Till then I'ma keep the steel in the shoulder holster I ain't ready to die, bury me alive But if my nigga got beef, we goin' together tonight 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz What you say, Twin? Ai yo, it's off with his head Left a body stiff and dead with the infrared It's hard to survive, [Incomprehensible] armor hold this tribe And takin' niggaz lives, so what, they tryin' take mine What I'm supposed to do? Let shit slide like I was close to you This murder I write, pushin' a hearse, let me chauffeur you 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz What the deal, son? Ai yo, it's off with his head Nigga, I was born in the fuckin' Dawn of the Dead I always got my Dunn like I always got my gun Fresh out the box, oiled and cocked, Glock 21 Once I have a gun to pop, I ain't gon' stop till I'm done So either call the cops, or bust a shot, nigga, uh 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz Hold me down Pros' Ai yo, it's off with his head Put that nigga to sleep and make a coffin' his bed I come from rough times where niggaz bust 9's and be like fuck rhymes And puff dimes, slippin' on front lines and lust crimes You better trust mines, I'm down for the 'cause Gimme a round of applause and hear the sound of the 4's 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz What the deal, kid? Ai yo, it's off with his head Cock the lead redecorate the crib burgundy red Ai yo, I never front, I want whatever nigga let's dump Whoever want it gonna get lift with the pump I mention I'm dumb, my trigger finger fittin' to jump Got the whole left side of my face twitchin' and stuff 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz Take us home, Dunn Ai yo, it's off with his head He ain't really want it so he lost it instead Picture me rollin like 'Pac in the drop My style too hot to figure out Oh Lord, please don't make me put this nigga out My trigger shout through your area code The scary explos', your click get, leary of foes 'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz Now it's on Twin, now it's on Twin Yeah, now it's on Twin Terror Squad, Big Pun, The Don, Armageddeon Prospect, Triple Seis, Cuban Link, Terror Squad © JELLY'S JAMS, L.L.C.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com