we all die one day

Singer:trice, obie

niggas know what i'm about out here

i don't toot my own horn cause i don't have to

you can run your mouth i don't care

but if you get too close i'm gonna clap you

it's too real out here to be scared

a real nigga is gonna do whatever he has to

a man is the last thing you should fear

it ain't considered a crime unless they catch you

we all die one day

niggas when i step up in the bar

faggots wanna look

like you motherfuckers got obie trice shook

like i'm gonna stand here as a man and

let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper hand

i got issues

got no time

got guns that mourn nigga's moms

shoot up clubs and destroy nigga's vibes

everybody running for their motherfucking lives

tough club niggas

we leave early

cock back surely

open up your fade

your grey brain meets motor city pave

your nervous system still twitch off jay z

o's an animals skirts get mirked

don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt

don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard

trust in guard it cause you're about to catch a bullet scar

i give a fuck where you from who you be with

keep this a secret right by the nuts

a 4-5 that'll light niggas up and this 4-5 high make me not give a fuck

but as long as i'm here i'm gonna grab checks

and make my cash stretch longer than giraffe necks

poverty will make your ass bet on words

touch niggas in jail make them wanna finish their last sents'

they say you live by the gun and die by the next nigga gun

if that's the case then get a bigger one

you don't think i pack the pump cause i'm out of the hood

that's a stereotype like everyone that's black can jump

i'm in a white mink

the fabric is done

got rings that bling like mike

byrd

magic and them

out in dallas in a palace where the mavericks is from

living lavash

i'm established

so the cabbage'll come

i'm the clouds you won't see me in the trains

i travel first class you don't even got a tv on your plane

you should be easy on my name

cause i don't going back and forth

your boss and your captain's soft

we gonna bring it to anybody who want it

you want it? you gonna get it

name 'em we gonna hit 'em

chew 'em up and spit 'em out

too much venom and if you role with 'em

we gonna fuck you up with 'em

i got too much momentum moving in my direction to lose

my shoes will explode as soon as you go to step in 'em

you know how we do it when we do how we do it when we come through

g-unit

d-1-2 and obie we all move like assassins

ski masks and gloves consider this as a warning

disaster comes faster than you can react to it

just ask muggs

but we are fizast

fuck your little bitch ass up

we are not killers

my vato will have you shot-o

drag through the varrio and fucked like kim osario

little sorry hoe ass

go ask b real

we burn source covers like fucking cypress hill

did in the 90s

when you was in diapers still

shady records you better believe the hype is real

this is no joke

i don't smoke

but i toke enough second hand to make my fucking p.o. choke

i'm an og

you're fucking with a gi joe

bia bia

mia meo a vida loca

i'm a psycho

mariah ain't got shit on me

when i retire i'll be spitting baby food on people

a tent sieged on her ranch

huddled up next to her

with hello kitty slippers on

humping her legs

you ever had your gap pealed back or your shit pushed in

i put my blade in your like a fucking pin cushion

slice your ear clear off

smirnoff and hindoff

i'll show you how to kill a fucking man like sen dog

nobody told you that i'm loco ese`?

i lack every sane chemical in my membrane

i'm slim sha.dy and the d" is for deez nuts