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Will They Die 4 You - Kim

1 - How many 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, they ride with you

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

[Puff
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, I'mma ride for you, would you for me?
Well, I'mma die for you, you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you of cats
Let they man get struck, never back
Stay in the street, seven a week
Shit get hot, you never your heat
Stupid wanna play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, way he never sleeps
Bigger than the and the Pope, sling no dope
Call me anything but
When it's on, I guarantee my team choke
Want a war, you niggas better yo' force
And when I say we won't quit, believe this
When I talk a Benz, let you see the 6
And I'm talkin' to a ho, let you meet my bitch
When Puff talk, you niggas take to this

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Yo, if you down to act, we came to
We beef '89, still watch back
A nigga smack me, smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, that be that
And lately, that snake me, just make me
send 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, me
How much you want it?
to put a mil' on it or your 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, raid the
I'm by the cops, come blaze the court
And though die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend like a man below belt
Me, I always had, so I go for self
Had thousand dollar bills with Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough
Kick your down, surround the block
Where you go
shots spit 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 could I say but hey, guess you niggas know now

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[Lil'
right I'mma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't around when it's to go to war
shit here, nothing 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 your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, shit's
Speak you're spoken to and only with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, listen
So ya'll be mad at me, 'cause I'm the Q to the B
To the E-E
Copped my CD, now all ya'll be me
See me on the TV, will dip in 3-D
Peep the CD, out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, your shit is out
I it on, money keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', plus I'm bad to the
In the danger zone, I hold my own when the is gone
a splinter I enter
So why I throw 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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