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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 talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride you

How many that'll die for you
How many get a like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those 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, die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of
Let man get struck, never strike back
in the street, seven days a week
Shit get hot, you blaze your heat
Stupid wanna play me sweet
So I 'em on his toes, that way he never sleeps
Bigger than the king and the Pope, sling no
me anything but broke
When it's on, I my team don't choke
Want a war, you niggas better yo' force
And when I say we won't quit, this shit
When I about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm talkin' to a ho, let you meet my
Puff talk, you niggas take heed to this

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Yo, if you down to act, we to scrap
We beef '89, watch your back
A smack me, I'mma smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, then be that
And lately, niggas snake me, just make me
Wanna send 'em without AC
I'm sweet, taste me
How you really want it?
Enough to put a mil' on it or your on it?
year 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 by the cops, come blaze the court
And though die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and like a man below your belt
Me, I had, so I never go for self
Had thousand dollar bills Teddy Roosevelt
Better down, tellin' you now, put the dough down
Kick door down, surround the block
you go now?
Fifty shots spit at you and that is not a whole
Way I the furniture, think it was co-found
Here's the low-down, messin' Mase gotta go down
What more could I say but hey, you niggas know now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' right I'mma roll with my motherfuckin'
Bitches ain't around when time to go to war
This here, nothing to fuck with
I'm the same all ya'll wanna try ya'll luck with
Kim spread like syphilis
You I'm pussy?
I dare you to stick dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, shit's
Speak when you're spoken to and with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, I talk, niggas 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, beds dip in 3-D
Peep the CD, out and phoned out
My is paid for, your shit is loaned out
I gets it on, keep growin'
Ice glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I hold my own when the 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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