Lyrics:
Zeg ze de nigga is BACK (BACK)
Me exen die willen me BACK (BACK)
Ze snappen me titties and ass..
I’m just spittin some facts (Yeah)
Shaking my
high I got time to get by.
It's easy
I got time for mistakes I got time to retry
It's easy
So live fast and die young and don't wait till you're done
super wet, need a boat (need a boat)
Niggas tryna run my way, let 'em float (let 'em die)
Put my young bull on the chain 'cause I miss Snupe (miss
there lay the sod o'er me,
I'm a young cowboy and know I�ve done wrong."
"I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say
I need a girl who'll ride for me (Keep her self real fly)
Damn near die for me (Staying by my side)
Go to court for me (Stand up and cry)
Pay my
wanna die young, I just wanna live more
(Two, three, four)
Let's just keep on staying up past two (that's a bad idea)
I still see cigarettes by your
gonna drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is
(Rule number one... n****z die, daily, hahahaha)
Hear me! Boo-yaow!
(Ready for whatever, hell yeah
What type n**** be a Thug Life n****?
Them
but they dragged him by his arm
They took him upstairs
His mum was tied up in the flat to a chair
Soon as he saw, man he rushes over there
I swear
"Tick tock ya don't stop"
Nobody thought I'd make it
The world called me loser
Just a high school dropout, young drug abuser
Mama told me there'd be days
ain't much of a livin' for the young
The desert's been a friend to me
It covers me by night
And a snakebite's not my enemy
But it taught me how
young to die
But now I've seen the world with my two eyes and it's not
All that you promised it would be
A land of peace and opportunity
Bulletholes in
by the pain I was feedin' myself
Never needin' help, I seek it myself
I would never teach, but I speak it myself
The good die young and the old die
(Rule number one, niggas die, daily, haha)
Hear me! Boo-yaow!
(Ready for whatever, hell yeah
What type nigga be a Thug Life nigga?
Them Thug Life
NARC's on a nigga back missin me by inches
And they say how do you survive, weighin one-fifty-five
in the city where the little niggaz die
Tell mama
rebel with your head in the sky
You're never coming down, you're never gonna die
Young rebel with your head in the sky
You're never coming down, you're
On every lonely avenue
No one could reach them
No one but you
One by one
Only the good die young
They're only flyin' too close to the sun
And life
we're not too old to die young anymore
Not bound by time
You and me and a bottle of wine, we'll dance all night
Twirl around on the beach that night,
Ugh, I should hang up. What am I doing
So, I feel kind of dumb, but I miss you
I don't wanna die young
I don't wanna fuck my life
You said you love
I drink Gin, hit Chronic
Run with a wild bunch
Thinking of the dead niggas that
I knew that die young
Is there a heaven for a nigga up to no good?
Keep that Nina by my side because I ain't trying to die young
If I done made it this far then I got to keep it strong
Many said they'd be by my side
make by the hour
I wanna live and I don't want to die young
Dirty bad mind you better never touch your button
Street life, Hustle everyday man ah make
affi make by the hour
I wanna live and I don't want to die young
Dirty bad mind you better never touch your button
Street life, hustle everyday man ah
to die young
Thinking blindly as i regret
Without a high or low
Fill my lungs up one by pne
Da di da da da
Probably die young and it's true thinking
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