Yo, yeah, there was I wanted to say, oh yeah, yo (CHORUS) All that shit that dope get cha (when you die) You cant it wit cha All that shit that dope get cha (so give it up) All that that dope might get cha (when you die) You cant it wit cha All that shit dope might get cha (so listen to this shit)
niggaz like money, car's, pussy ho Pockets on swole true's and vogue's You sell your soul as the story is Just a on a bitch lookin like Envogue So ya slang em, em, nuts hang em And want the money but tricks you cant blame em Got ducket's, mother fuck it, so ya it You either Flavor Flav it or ya chuck chuck it Got a big ol' that sit on a hill Gettin high till you die 'cause the way you feel But on the real, I give a fuck what you got 'cause it dont shit when yo ass get shot Why not, most niggaz with the gloc And only gloc's go pop pop pop pop You just cant it if they comin to get cha And oh yeah, you cant it wit cha
(CHORUS) All that shit that might get cha (when you die) You take it wit cha All shit that dope might get cha (none of that) All that shit that might get cha (when you die) You take it wit cha
You get you a house, a woman, and maybe a baby If you dont go crazy And tell me what's bein broke or a hearse (huh) Money is a black curse, but still We got to dollar bills, 'cause if I see it then the shit aint real Where I live, crackhead 24-7 No hope for the city of It aint no heaven, god dont my hood 'cause my hood is hell and it no good Got money to the ceilin' oh a feelin O.G. dealin, get peeled and next Ho's checks for some sex Pussy's get recked shoved through they neck No respect, you get no so he hit cha Snap your love a picture Ho you take it wit cha
(CHORUS) All that that dope might get cha (when you die) You cant it wit cha All shit that dope might get cha (none of that) All that shit that dope get cha (when you die) You cant it wit cha
You take it wit cha, no love, no lust No one, no gun, no cap to All the things in you've ever had Get zipped and locked in the What's Life after death, you dont know When you die, you might meet the you owe Death row, that's where we all go your soul to the devil get a tag on your toe Oh no, no more and television Get a to the morgue for your final circumsision What the fuck? You dont what from what 'cause they even took dick and your nuts Man you cant it wit cha
(CHORUS) All that shit that might get cha (when you die) You take it wit cha All that shit dope might get cha (none of that) All shit that dope might get cha (when you die) You cant it wit cha