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tell me Why Do Real niggas DIE They Leaving so damn SOON Cant even Make it out The WOMB 3:07 Verse Ask me why I had to change Cause I was
by this city, Im ‘ma die for this city This is my city, yeah [Verse 3: GBO] This is me, no I mean that this is we This is our city, and I hope we all
sent to do his task But your death grows nearer and nearer You know your life is fading fast You are born to die You are born to die You are born to die
three friends. Cut those stomachs one by one and search for the gemstones. Your Majesty! You don't believe us if we say, that we have not swallowed any
build my own establishment And buya whole buncha all that lavish shit That I ain’t even had to get And I hope I don’t die today Too much shit I got to do
Shots to my head Like I wanna die, die I do some shit Got me screaming why, why Cheap vacation Get me high, high Strawberry Field, open up my 3rd eye
to preach about the wrong of the world It can't be changed by three girls On the trio tip we're not a proof of that trip Excuses that's the truth when
son done became a man Watchin' time fly, I love my people, do or die But I wonder why we scared to let each other fly June 1-6, '71, the day Mama
And I didn't have to get my whole team just to do that In a blue hat, with a black baggy Karl Kani An iced out ring just to scar on your eye Hard to die
Eine Line von mir und du stürzt ab, wie ein Flugzeug Erzähl mir was von Kriminalität und einem Drive-By Ich chille lieber auf dem Dach mit Blick auf die
them more than you love me or I you Allein für die Kinder verzichte ich , und Du auch Just for the children
Kopf und ein Beutel Gras Scheine fliegen durch die Luft Wir sind high Geld nur Papier Mit dem Duft von Freiheit Trippin sippin und drive-bys Big Bad
fighter Then my mommy sent me to the shop with some kroon and a list of 3 items 1 2 3 4 50 sente in my hand 60 sekondes 7 rondtes 8gte mekaar 9n wonder die
Live to die but now I die to live And yes the vicious cycle repeats Feeling like 1 2 3 I got the demons and I got the devil chasing after me Fuk em
This song isn't encouragement Rather, it's a song disguised as a lesson of do's and do not's I want to make sure that you do not travel down my road,
the hot tub or the telly Got my groove on, a twist of lime blended right Remy XO wit my lexo at the light 3 deep, Krazy till I die on my mind Trick a nickle
knock my own shit Like I'm on my own dick, my Day be short, need coke, raid the fort I'm knocked by the cops Come blaze the court and though niggas Die
in the Paris by the Eiffel Catch corn if you run with the oppers Thirty-eight, send him right to the doctors I'm with nets by P shop Let the glee
pollinated by the "Be" Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete How do you define divine that finds street? "Hip bop," the color of my leaves Not
Squad! It's fuckin' TR3YWAY Farid Bang, what's poppin'? Shout out to SCH Capo, let it breathe! Juh-Dee on the beat Helal Money Kartell, die
real True queen, considered twinkle in my eyes The glide in my step, I bless the world before I die And tries I might, ain't a damn thang I can do Just
try to fucking harm me Back to the plan at hand Consciousness growth expand Puff puff pass All across that globe Words heard by the masses 3rdEye in
whattup? Ayo black men, you're dyin' by a dozen cousin So all I do is walk away yo' Prince as if nothin' happened You call me a punk, I gotta step cause
homies by my side Now I only do the things that I like Yeah, Balling with the team you on the Sideline Ain't no other homies I would die by Someone check
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