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Yeah, how many niggas die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie wit
I ain't talkin' 'bout that get high with you
know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you

How many niggas die 4 you
How many get a quiche the pie wit' you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those get high with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you
(Yeah, 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 you type of cats
Let man get struck, never strike back

Stay in the street, seven days a
get hot, you never blaze your heat
Stupid motherfucker 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
Want a war, you better bring 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

How many niggas die 4 you
How get a quiche like the pie wit' you?
I ain't 'bout those that get high with you
know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you

How many niggas die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, they ride with you

Yo, if you down to act, we came to
We beef '89, still your back
A nigga smack me, I'mma smack 'em
If it lead to the guns, that be that

And lately, niggas snake me, just make me
Wanna 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, taste me, how you really want it?
Enough to put a mil' on it or 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, I'm on my own dick

My day be short, need coke, the fort
I'm knocked by the cops, blaze the court
And though die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend like a man your belt

Me, I always had, so I never go for
Had thousand dollar bills with Teddy
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the down
Kick door down, surround the block, where you go now?

Fifty 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
more could I say but hey, guess you niggas know now?

How many that'll die 4 you
How get a quiche like the pie wit' you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then ride with you

How many niggas die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie wit'
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, they ride with you

Motherfuckin' right roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't 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 dare you to stick dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, ridiculous

Speak when you're spoken to and only permission
Like E.F. Hutton, I talk, niggas listen
So don't be mad at me, 'cuz 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
Peep the CD, chromed out and out
My shit is paid for, your is loaned out

I it on, money keep growin'
Ice glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I my own
When the pain is gone, a splinter you enter

So why should I my blows in those
Do a bit upstate and take the weight for troubles
My B.I.G, I'mma ride for
But it ain't too niggas that I'd die for

How niggas that'll die 4 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, they ride with you

How many niggas die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get with you
know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you

How many niggas die 4 you
How many get a quiche like the pie wit'
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then ride with you
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