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Will Die 4 You - Lil' Kim

1 - 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

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 they with you

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

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Yo, if you to act, we came to scrap
We beef '89, still your back
A nigga smack me, smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, that be that
And lately, niggas that snake me, make me
Wanna 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, me
How you really 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 knock my own shit, like I'm on my own
My day be short, need coke, the fort
I'm by the cops, come blaze the court
And though niggas die for, go on the
Disrespect and like a man below your belt
Me, I had, so I never go for self
Had thousand dollar with Teddy Roosevelt
Better down, tellin' you now, put the dough down
Kick your door down, surround the
you go now?
Fifty shots spit at you and that is not a whole
Way I leave the furniture, think it was
Here's the low-down, messin' Mase gotta go down
What more could I say but hey, guess you niggas now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' I'mma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches around when it's time to go to war
shit here, nothing to fuck with
I'm the same bitch all ya'll wanna try luck with
Lil' Kim spread syphilis
You I'm pussy?
I dare you to stick dick in this
Chrome 4-4, in the 6-0-0, shit's ridiculous
Speak when you're spoken to and only permission
Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggas
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, will dip in 3-D
Peep the CD, chromed out and out
My shit is paid for, shit is loaned out
I gets it on, money keep
Ice glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I hold my own when the is gone
Like a splinter I
So why should I my blows in those
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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