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Will Die 4 You - Lil' Kim

1 - How many niggas die for you
How many get a quiche 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

How many that'll 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

[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
Stay in the street, days a week
get hot, you never blaze your heat
Stupid motherfucker wanna me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he sleeps
Bigger than the and the Pope, sling no dope
me anything but broke
When it's on, I guarantee my team choke
Want a war, you niggas better yo' force
And when I say we quit, believe this shit
I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm to a ho, let you meet my bitch
When talk, you niggas take heed to this

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Yo, if you to act, we came to scrap
We beef '89, still watch your
A nigga smack me, smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, that be that
And lately, niggas that snake me, just me
Wanna 'em heat without AC
I'm sweet, taste me
How much you really it?
Enough to put a on it or your deal on it?
This year Cancun, guess who I'm wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
my own chips, I copped 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 niggas die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend like a man below your
Me, I had, so I never go for self
Had thousand dollar with Teddy Roosevelt
slow 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 round
Way I leave the furniture, it was co-found
the low-down, messin' with Mase gotta go down
What more could I say but hey, guess you know now

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[Lil'
Motherfuckin' right I'mma roll my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches around when it's time to go to war
This here, nothing to fuck with
I'm the same bitch all ya'll try ya'll luck with
Lil' Kim like syphilis
You think I'm
I you to stick your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, in the 6-0-0, shit's ridiculous
Speak when you're spoken to and only with
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
Copped my CD, now all wanna be me
See me on the TV, will dip in 3-D
the CD, chromed out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, shit is loaned out
I gets it on, keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', plus I'm bad to the
In the danger zone, I hold my own the pain is gone
Like a I enter
So why should I my blows in those
Do a bit upstate and take the weight for troubles
My nigga B.I.G, ride for
But it ain't too many niggas I'd die for

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