, money and jewels, that's all I never do is The illest never one at a time, just by the two's And ooh, you should see what my song make them do Uh,
a - suicide, it's a suicide It's do or die If you want that GRIT And you're about the DOUGH Better do it like a G, baby! [Bridge: Redman (Blam)] They
chance, You niggas is fearin' my sawed-off, Put me to rest so fast to blast if you thinkin' of kickin' it you best be packin' your shit you bitch, Not
hit that lick We don't want to fuck with a nigga, but look this what we gonna do man I want you to go get your niggas man And go find that motherfucka' do
take em to school like Nostradamus It's my thing do what I do best Want the treasure chest, and that dough in your girl breasts How dare you try to
I highly recommend ya'll bring your arms This is no false alarm, they want to do us harm Like I'm nervous, live inside a glass house They want to bring
I ask you, why? Chorus: Why do thugs die, makes you wanna cry Why do thugs die, 'cause it's insane Why do thugs die, makes you wanna cry Why do
you wonderin' Shit, you could muster up a thought, to take a toter? and a brain fart If you wanted urine in your face, all you had to do was say it You
What you want? What you want from me? Tell me, tell me, tell me dogs What you want from me? What you want? What you want? What you want? What you want
it ain't even funny, i ain't even hungry, it ain't even money you can't pay me enough for you to play me it's cockamanie you just ain't zany enough to
You tramp Why you still listenin? Don't you see, I'm dissing you Fade me out, why would you ever play me out? I'm cool What do yall want from me? [
don't care Baby I Don't ever want to take the shirt off That's my dare You got a girl but you touching me like you don't care, Baby you Do you But just
jewels got me looking gorgeous Ignore the style and get bucked down, child With the three-pound pile, blow, How you like me now? The new improved flow, you know how I do
a joke? The other day you pull me over, searching for cracks and coke? What's the problem, you know I'm sober? If you drove a fucking Nova you wouldn
junk, like what you want you want Pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk The noise that we made is blue, in color sound Those who play my crew couldn't
say Right or wrong, don't you think that he deserves a play? 'Cause he's living for you and you and you and you The brother X tried but he died trying
own life Up in your air, nothing is fair Why do you care? Why do you always take it there? The crying, the tears, you ain't prepared for the jewels
nigga, nigga named M-o-e I represent that Southside, yeah the 3 hooked up with them boys off that Long Drive you know we stayin playa made, you know we