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1 - How many niggas die for you
How many get a like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you

How many that'll die for you
How many get a quiche the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they with you

Daddy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, I'mma ride for you, you ride for me?
Well, I'mma die for you, you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of
Let they man get struck, never strike
in the street, seven days a week
Shit get hot, you blaze your heat
Stupid motherfucker wanna play me
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never
Bigger the king and the Pope, sling no dope
Call me but broke
it's on, I guarantee my team don't choke
Want a war, you better bring yo' force
And when I say we won't quit, this shit
When I talk a Benz, let you see the 6
And I'm talkin' to a ho, let you meet my bitch
Puff talk, you niggas take heed to this

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Yo, if you down to act, we came to
We beef '89, watch your back
A nigga smack me, I'mma smack 'em
If it lead to the guns, then be that
And lately, niggas that snake me, just me
Wanna 'em heat without AC
I'm sweet, taste me
How much you want it?
Enough to put a mil' on it or deal on it?
This Cancun, guess who I'm going wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
Make my own chips, I my own 6
I my own shit, like I'm on my own dick
My day be short, need coke, the fort
I'm knocked by the cops, blaze the court
And though die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend like a man your belt
Me, I had, so I never go for self
Had thousand dollar bills with Teddy
slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough down
Kick door down, surround the block
you go now?
Fifty shots at you and that is not a whole round
Way I the furniture, think it was co-found
Here's the low-down, messin' with gotta go down
What more could I say but hey, guess you niggas now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' right I'mma roll with my dogs
Bitches ain't around when it's to go to war
shit here, nothing to fuck with
I'm the same bitch all ya'll wanna try ya'll with
Kim spread like syphilis
You think I'm
I dare you to stick your in this
4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, shit's ridiculous
Speak when you're spoken to and only with
E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggas listen
So ya'll be mad at me, 'cause I'm the Q to the B
To the E-E
my CD, now all ya'll wanna be me
See me on the TV, beds dip in 3-D
Peep the CD, out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, shit is loaned out
I gets it on, money keep
Ice fully glowin', I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I my own when the pain is gone
a splinter I enter
So why should I throw my blows in
Do a bit and take the weight for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, ride for
But it ain't too many that I'd die for

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