Die-Ja Rule/Caddillac Tah/Black Child/Dave Bing

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:01.95]Yea [00:03.78]We about money and murda [00:06.21]The f**k y'all want to do [00:08.70]Either pass that paper [00:10.86]Or we gonna have to kill you [00:13.95]It's like that n***a [00:15.09]Don't question why [00:17.34]Cuz when it's murda motherf**ker [00:19.65]Everybody gotta die [00:20.76]Die motherf**ker die [00:21.24]Die motherf**ker die [00:21.45]Die motherf**ker die [00:42.21]Die motherf**ker die [00:42.72]Money ain't never been nothing [00:44.10]I hit the block if this s**t get ugly [00:46.17]And it ain't never been in my heart to let n***as thug me [00:48.87]Hit the dealer and cop a drop if the eyes is buggy [00:51.54]And pull up in front of the spot cause the mommies love me [00:54.30]It's gangsta [00:55.05]Yeah and ain't no n***a gone match me [00:57.45]Stocky chubby n***a voice real raspy [01:00.03]I see you real flashy but that ain't gone last n***a [01:02.88]Pop fire off shots and that's your a*s n***a [01:05.16]It's war now that's why I keep the four with long nozzle [01:08.43]Six hundred bad b***h on it holding down the throttle [01:11.37]And f**k that beef s**t cause some beef won't die [01:13.68]And some n***as will say they gangsta but they won't ride [01:16.59]And while it's hard for you to decide I'll let it fly [01:19.32]Forty shots hit your ride up hit the tropics and hide up [01:22.26]Under palm tree's to white sand [01:24.00]Everything is a price man [01:25.59]You snipe when bullets are piping hot [01:27.93]When it's your flesh it begin warming you [01:29.97]Now die motherf**ker die [01:31.53]Cuz I'm tired of warning you [01:32.67]Yeah we hear now die motherf**ker [01:35.40]Don't be scared now die motherf**ker [01:38.19]Black child I'm off parole it's murda now [01:41.01]In a hood near you about to burn it down [01:43.56]Word to god it feels like I'm from every hood [01:46.17]Cuz when you ghetto your ghetto with gats you good [01:48.81]Sell cracks if you could bust your gat when you should [01:51.87]It's for my blacks from the bricks back to inglewood [01:54.69]We eat together n***a f**k the crossroads [01:57.42]In this world my flow is another lost soul [02:00.24]My s**t sounds like shots from a four pound [02:02.85]For these b***h clowns it's war now [02:05.61]It's all about paper that's my issue [02:08.31]F**k peace you can have a piece of the pistol [02:10.77]Everybody gonna die but nobody want dead [02:14.82]Die motherf**ker die it's your life [02:16.17]Everybody wanna live but they wanna live scared [02:22.53]Die motherf**ker die that's your life [02:31.11]N***as know the truth [02:33.30]Rule raises the roof [02:34.53]Cuz I pop more shots than abdul rauf [02:37.11]And when the concludes I bring closure to the situ [02:40.11]Come thru squeeze eight out the stolen black pinto [02:42.93]N***as know my mental kill or be killed head for the hills [02:46.08]But don't never slide down it if you to high ground it [02:49.83]Puff puff [02:50.07]Uhhh is how it sounded two shots thru and silent [02:52.38]And one n***a stripped of his talents [02:54.66]New f**king yiddy city the s*x and violence [02:57.15]Where first time offenders get floated to the island [02:59.94]And one time give a n***a one time [03:02.46]Breathe wrong and a n***a have a blown mind [03:04.95]I blow lines like an addict [03:06.78]Bust guns erratic shine blind like carats [03:09.39]Rules above average me and this music make a marriage [03:12.78]So I thee wed till I'm either jailed or dead motherf**kers [03:20.16]Feel me n***as [03:26.22]Word to god [03:32.58]Feel us n***a [03:39.87]We here again [03:45.36]It's murda