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    Do Or Die

    6 Million

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 million ways to die
    Double em' I lock the glock
    To pop open up six more (??)
    Seventeen at the knees
    Freeze a brother like a holocall
    On the call to get all the rip off the Adimin
    To break a tip off the other men
    Did we bury the men
    Cause I'm gonna carry the man
    In the land with a zombie again and me zombie again
    My triple beam is my only friend
    Then see become reality
    (??) it's hard to breathe
    (??) it's hard to leave
    So when you all deceased
    To forgot to grill
    You ain't hard to kill
    Flip this bitch go rich
    Closed caskets, dresses
    I, I, come with a meal
    Shit, cause on the real (shit)
    I could pick off
    The lick off for real
    Click, get my steel fixed, shit
    Doin' what I wanna do
    Doin' what I gotta do
    Gotta do what I wanna do, nigga
    Now I can stand on that like Nor
    Cut em' in two till them all in fours
    If you can stand erect
    Give the man a check
    So watch them in a pex
    See if they all the tag
    Catch the T, Italy to the B
    Another enemy sprintin' to the meal
    (??) never have to spree
    Body left on the kennedy e way
    Carry AK spray two the midday two nine double M y'all
    Date two nine double in y'all, if all fall
    Oppurtunity call for a kill 'em kill 'em all
    Come and see what you never saw, in the raw
    Bitch, row, bitch, row, bitch, row, bitch, row
    I close his eye
    Them nigga with the indeg
    Shoot him up with two tens
    Don't give a fuck who flex
    Now ask these blue
    I'm gonnask these blue chick
    [Chorus: repeat 2X]
    Flip this bitch get rich (6 million ways to die)
    Closed casket, dresses
    I, I, come with a meal (You on the real)
    You just dead wrong (You just dead wrong)
    A head strong
    In a red zone
    Killin niggas is a missemee
    Visualize puttin' head to the guilloteen
    Muset decide if I can't in a nigga drink slug
    Gotta ride from the side on the barrel
    The unseen, what I mean
    Remember and rip your test go
    Leavin' niggas on the scene like vegetables
    And next you know
    Fuckin' with the thug
    (??) of blood
    Put you like a rug
    I'm gonna die
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