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