This n**** Die
[B.G.]
Ain't this a b****
(Hook-2x)
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
[B.G. {talking underneath hook}]
(?????) - f*** it
Someone gotta handle that
Checkmate, n****
[B.G.]
n**** done crept down and pretend he my dog
He the only son, so you know his mom's goin' off
I wouldn't be a true n**** if I let this slide
Gotta saddle up - I gotta strap up and ride
My n**** momma gon' cry, then your momma gon' cry
One less in my clique, one in your clique gon' die
It's the game - you forgot it's eye for a eye
Body for body, so you gon' respect my mind
You done started somethin' I'ma take real far
Everyday is shootouts - you done started guerrilla war
It got me hurtin' to see my dog people in grief
So it's law I bring the same pain to your peeps
I'm dressed to kill: black-hoody, black souljas and 'Bauds
When I spot ya I'ma let the stop on the SK unfold
When you hear that: chukah-blauw!! chukah-blauw!!
I'm tellin' you it's too late to run now
(Hook)
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, there's gon' be consequences and repercussions - believe that
[B.G.]
In the streets I gotta have that mind frame "f*** it"
Gotta keep my nuts dropped - can't be fearin' nothin'
When you're thuggin', n**** always into somethin'
When you're hustlin', never know when n**** gon' say, "Up it."
My dog had a deal planned with some new connect
Barely knew 'em, and trust 'em - ain't wear his vest
He got there thinkin' the deal was gon' go sweet
They already had it planned to keep the money and key's
They hit him up: two to the head, two to the chest, two to the neck
And left him there to meet his death
I feel guilty lettin' him go solo
Even though he told me, "Chill", I still should've rolled
So now I'm in some beef with n***** I barely know
I met 'em once, but I use to f*** one of they ho
I hit her up for some info and broke her off proper
Go to they hideout and release that chopper
(Hook)
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die -
consequences and repercussions
[B.G.]
This stank b**** that I grew up with in the hood
My n**** jocked her - I warned him that she was no good
But f*** me - he heard the p**** was the s***
He went, got caught up, got p****-whipped
Every night he sleepin' by this stank b****
And I told him she threw crosses and she'll set him up for s***
But he ain't listen, he tell me mind my biz
Now some n***** went there, took him out there and split his wig
I ain't know that's where he start to stash his yay
He knew better to keep work where his head gon' lay
But f*** that, I gotta put some iron on her
Gotta release all seventeen out the nine on her
One of my hoes saw her shakin' a** in the club
She hurried up, went to the phone and hit me up
I spinned 'round, saw her, and straight cut loose
Jive ho, this from him through me straight to you
(Hook)
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die -
it's gon' be a eye for an eye
Consequences and repercussions
[B.G.]
Ain't this a b****
(Hook-2x)
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
[B.G. {talking underneath hook}]
(?????) - f*** it
Someone gotta handle that
Checkmate, n****
[B.G.]
n**** done crept down and pretend he my dog
He the only son, so you know his mom's goin' off
I wouldn't be a true n**** if I let this slide
Gotta saddle up - I gotta strap up and ride
My n**** momma gon' cry, then your momma gon' cry
One less in my clique, one in your clique gon' die
It's the game - you forgot it's eye for a eye
Body for body, so you gon' respect my mind
You done started somethin' I'ma take real far
Everyday is shootouts - you done started guerrilla war
It got me hurtin' to see my dog people in grief
So it's law I bring the same pain to your peeps
I'm dressed to kill: black-hoody, black souljas and 'Bauds
When I spot ya I'ma let the stop on the SK unfold
When you hear that: chukah-blauw!! chukah-blauw!!
I'm tellin' you it's too late to run now
(Hook)
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, there's gon' be consequences and repercussions - believe that
[B.G.]
In the streets I gotta have that mind frame "f*** it"
Gotta keep my nuts dropped - can't be fearin' nothin'
When you're thuggin', n**** always into somethin'
When you're hustlin', never know when n**** gon' say, "Up it."
My dog had a deal planned with some new connect
Barely knew 'em, and trust 'em - ain't wear his vest
He got there thinkin' the deal was gon' go sweet
They already had it planned to keep the money and key's
They hit him up: two to the head, two to the chest, two to the neck
And left him there to meet his death
I feel guilty lettin' him go solo
Even though he told me, "Chill", I still should've rolled
So now I'm in some beef with n***** I barely know
I met 'em once, but I use to f*** one of they ho
I hit her up for some info and broke her off proper
Go to they hideout and release that chopper
(Hook)
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die -
consequences and repercussions
[B.G.]
This stank b**** that I grew up with in the hood
My n**** jocked her - I warned him that she was no good
But f*** me - he heard the p**** was the s***
He went, got caught up, got p****-whipped
Every night he sleepin' by this stank b****
And I told him she threw crosses and she'll set him up for s***
But he ain't listen, he tell me mind my biz
Now some n***** went there, took him out there and split his wig
I ain't know that's where he start to stash his yay
He knew better to keep work where his head gon' lay
But f*** that, I gotta put some iron on her
Gotta release all seventeen out the nine on her
One of my hoes saw her shakin' a** in the club
She hurried up, went to the phone and hit me up
I spinned 'round, saw her, and straight cut loose
Jive ho, this from him through me straight to you
(Hook)
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this n**** die, then a lot of n***** gon' die -
it's gon' be a eye for an eye
Consequences and repercussions