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作曲 : Borges, Brown, Freeman ... |
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(feat. Lyfe Jennings, Young Buck) |
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[Chorus: Lyfe Jennings] [x2] |
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Oh, If I nigga Die II Night |
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Make sure I didn't die in vain & they feel my pain |
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Make sure my niggas ride for me |
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Or comin' up on the side of me, side of me. |
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[Bun B:] |
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Man I'm a real Trill nigga (nigga) I been out on them blocks |
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With them hustlers (hustlers) them dealers (dealers) & killers sellin' rocks |
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Put in work in round the clock from when the sun went down |
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'Til it came back up & night came back around (around) |
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I did alot of shit them late nights for the dough |
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Robbin' niggas on the low (low) laughed at 'em then I go (go) |
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Sometimes it went smooth & nobody got hurt |
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And sometimes I had to leave a nigga's dick up in the dirt |
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I ain't proud of what I did & if I could go back in time (time) |
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I'd try to find another way instead of packin' 9's |
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Totin' K's & holdin' mac's (mac's) |
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But we know time ain't rollin' back |
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And hungry hyenas, they ain't foldin' jack |
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So on these cold & black streets, wolves keep huntin' |
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And a young black man can lose his life over nothin' |
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If I gotta go, please let it be for somethin' real |
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'Cause this bullshit hood shit is gettin' niggas killed on the real. |
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[Chorus: Lyfe Jennings] [x2] |
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Oh, If I nigga Die II Night |
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Make sure I didn't die in vain & they feel my pain |
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Make sure my niggas ride for me |
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Or comin' up on the side of me, side of me. |
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[Bun B:] |
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Well if a deal goes dirty or the counts don't match (match) |
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Or if I catch a muthafucker dippin' in the back (dippin' in the back) |
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Say if a nigga disrespect me or my fam |
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And we take it to the streets & let the guns go blam |
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I don't really give a damn (damn) or really know whatever's gon' come (come) |
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And I'm a represent where I'm from (represent where I'm from) |
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Man I don't wanna die (die) but I ain't scared to (I ain't scared to) |
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Shit, I just wanna make sure that I'm prepared to (I'm prepared to) |
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Can't leave without a couple tickets in the stands |
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So my wife & my mama & my chil'ren got cans (chil'ren got cans) |
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'Cause once I'm gone who gon' take care of my kids? (take care of my kids) |
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And do the same things for 'em that I did |
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Man I'd rather do a bid (bid) |
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At the least they can see me behind the glass (glass) |
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Instead I'm reminiscin' 'about the past (about the past) |
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Nigga don't know what he got, until he passes on |
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So let him tell 'em that he love 'em 'fore his ass is gone. |
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[Chorus: Lyfe Jennings] |
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If I nigga Die II Night |
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Make sure I didn't die in vain & they feel my pain |
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Make sure my niggas ride for me |
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Or comin' up on the side of me, side of me. |
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[Chorus: Lyfe Jennings] |
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Oh, If I nigga Die II Night |
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Make sure I didn't die in vain & they feel my pain |
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Make sure my niggas ride for me |
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Or comin' up on the side of me, side of me. |
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[Young Buck:] |
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We trappin' hard right across from the graveyard |
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I just pray to God I don't have to work a day job |
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Niggas gettin' robbed so I'm ridin' with my A R |
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They are, not sendin' tape what I done paid for (no) |
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Walkin' through the bricks on my Jena 6 shit |
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Like if you ain't from around here, you was gettin' hit (come on) |
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Send a O.G. some flicks, make they time go by quick (hey) |
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You surprised what some pictures in the penitentiary did (yeah) |
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We survived but most of us die for some bullshit |
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Go to church but the devil's standin' on the pulpit (damn) |
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Niggas lied just to kick it (what?) swear to God they got a meal ticket |
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Then they call you & they 'about to get evicted (I know) |
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A Underground King, I've been one ever since I was 16 (come on) |
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Pimp & Bun'll tell you just what Buck mean (what's up?) |
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A street nigga livin' the street dream, I seen (for sho') |
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My whole team go to the feds or get a hole in the head |
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This what I said, yeah. |
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[Chorus: Lyfe Jennings] |
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If I nigga Die II Night |
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Make sure I didn't die in vain & they feel my pain |
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Make sure my niggas ride for me |
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Or comin' up on the side of me, side of me. |
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[Chorus: Lyfe Jennings] |
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Oh, If I nigga Die II Night |
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Make sure I didn't die in vain & they feel my pain |
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Make sure my niggas ride for me |
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Or comin' up on the side of me, side of me. |