Lyrics:
the Jakes'll hit ya forty-one times
So I live by the sword and obey hood laws
Make my team click like high heels on wood floors
Let my niggas live
We show
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
Yeah,
Why would you leave somethin' you love here to die
In the cold
And it
die Skotte
Soek nog n whiskey vir die slotte
En die manne van die Iere
Plant net bomme by hul bure
En die manne van die Rose
Speel soos manne met
b****es dat would lie for me (cum' on let's Ride)
How many n****z dat would die for me, die for me, die for me
Where the f*** my thugs at ready or not
Tell me what the fuck I got to live for
Ain't no sunshine on my bedroom window
Just dead roses just dead roses
Nothin' but dead roses dead roses
Oh
n****, I will never run n****
God as my witness, Imma be the one n****
Shock the world, and let em watch my kingdom come n****
Ten killers can't amount
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's
the world
And let's change the world
Everyday the devil at me, and I wish the Lord throw a Hummer at me, I ain't happy
Me and Eazy E in a B-E-N-Z, with
come from, still gotta pack a gun
'Case some young motherf***ers wanna play dumb
I guess I live life forever jugglin'
But I'll be hustlin' 'til
sich doch mit Staubsaugen aus
Bei solchen Placements häng'n sich
Sogar Hausfrauen auf die Gabel kritisiert
Da reagiert er quasi live
Doch Kevin Wolter
Let's get 'em!)
Are you ready to die (live or die, live or die, live or die)
(Where they at? Let's get 'em!)
Hear the tale, of the n'Illtown O.G.,
live
Five thousand n****s gotta die; everybody better ride
[Jadakiss]
Y'all n****s better find out who's your man
It don't work in the hood; you
the world
And let's change the world
Everyday the devil at me, and I wish the Lord throw a Hummer at me, I ain't happy
Me and Eazy E in a B-E-N-Z, with
lane, finally a dry eye
When I die, bury me with my fo'-five
And let the devil feel the wrath of a n****
Goin to Hell with my finger on the trigger
him in his head, chop his body into three
Naa man can let him live, for a small amount p
I see how you gettin' bread, I need somethin' for me
Line it
to rest by the one you thought was workin' with yah
War ready, the game just wanna take my life
War ready, pussy boy we all could die tonight
War ready,
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Daddy told me that his daddy said his daddy said, "Son,
Don't be going down with any bullets left in your gun"
He said, now
Live or die, grab it by
to live my life
Turn up the beat and let me write my rhymes
Once again it's on, an other track rap song
(Like back in the days)
Trop d'équipes, trop
a Hummer at me, I ain't happy
Me and Eazy E in a B-E-N-Z, with my niggas right next to me
It's my legacy, we can't let it stop, uh uh, not now
The whole
It's 7:02, breaking all the rules
Dance the boogie-woogie and let's fire up the booze
'Cause we die to live, we die to live
We know about the law,
And gun's on tour buses always belong to the rapper, uh
(Live by it you die by it)
My little man ride around strapped
Hunting for an OP he can catch
for the chips
And I don't chase hoes, just pasos and bricks
N**** let me sum it up
Y'all n****s is dumb enough
Run on up, the guns we tuck, bust
writing rhymes
Til they capture this
And if we die let the world understand why
Soldier my eyes hate to see a young thug cry
They seeing us inside
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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