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Will Die 4 You - Lil' Kim

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

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

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

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Yo, if you down to act, we came to
We beef '89, still your back
A smack me, I'mma smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, then that be
And lately, niggas that snake me, make 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?
year Cancun, guess who I'm going wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
my own chips, I copped my own 6
I my own shit, like I'm on my own dick
My day be short, need coke, raid the
I'm knocked by the cops, come the court
And though die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend a man below your belt
Me, I always had, so I go for self
Had thousand dollar bills Teddy Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough
Kick door down, surround the block
you go now?
Fifty shots at you and that is not a whole round
Way I leave the furniture, it was co-found
Here's the low-down, with Mase gotta go down
What more could I say but hey, you niggas know now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' right I'mma with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't when it's time to go to war
This shit here, to fuck with
I'm the same all ya'll wanna try ya'll luck with
Lil' Kim spread syphilis
You think I'm
I dare you to stick dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, shit's
Speak when you're to and only with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, I talk, niggas listen
So don't ya'll be mad at me, 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, chromed out and out
My shit is paid for, your is loaned out
I gets it on, money growin'
Ice fully glowin', I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I hold my own when the pain is
Like a I enter
So why should I my blows in those
Do a bit and take the weight for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, I'mma for
But it too many niggas that I'd die for

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