Do or Die

Do or die, pussy killa bumpin round the boulevard
Ride around the street, choppa ready blowin up the spot
Do or die, pussy killa bumpin round the boulevard
Ride around the street, choppa ready blowin up the spot
Bitch im on my black truck, goons drop
Twin Glocks on the back, it’s a kill job
New wheels on the crib, that’s a drop top
Everybody dissapear when the block’s hot
Smokin' off the new rocks, pop a six-shot Glocks
Red dot on em‘ building, cock
Then spot on em' head, bitch, drop
There’s more comin‘ up, drip em' blood
Wait
Fuck with your lame group
Fuck with your wack crew
I’m on my way, your bitch will askin‘ who
No way I give you clue
Bitch, imma' kill you too
Tell to your indon that imma‘ shoot
Drive by and run on my brand new coupe
Ho, I’m attackin like I’m the flu on the zoo
And kill all the hood rats
That’s fact, gas pack on my backpack
Pay debt, your death be my big stacks
Spend that, pay checks, and the clean sesh
Ain’t nobody fuck around with my OG
Killa bee, he’s the man from the ‘03
Now fuck for free, I’m a OB
Smoke trees, Oh geez, boutta O. D
I’m high as shit
Do or die, pussy killa bumpin' round' the boulevard
Ride around the street, choppa ready blowin' up the spot
Do or die, pussy killa bumpin' round' the boulevard
Ride around the street, choppa ready blowin' up the spot
Do or die, pussy killa bumpin' round' the boulevard
Ride around the street, choppa ready blowin' up the spot
Do or die, pussy killa bumpin' round' the boulevard
Ride around the street, choppa ready blowin' up the spot
Do or die, pussy killa bumpin' round' the boulevard
Ride around the street, choppa ready blowin' up the spot
Do or die, pussy killa bumpin' round' the boulevard
Ride around the street, choppa ready blowin' up the spot