Tonart: B minor
Verse 1
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[Havoc]
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Yeah.. uh- huh
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Why'all niggaz ain't ready to die
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Why the fuck they
frontin like they is?
[Prodigy] Ah- yo Dunn, aiyyo yo
Verse 2
back, in
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triple black trucks
pain(?) bottles in the club
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Won't catch me with the
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Can't press me into no threatenin
Verse 3
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Probably spot me, steppin
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out the tree spot tough
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Catch P fixin his pants,
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big ol' chains, but can't stick him
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'Cause they know I shoot niggaz like Slick
Verse 4
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Source at the thug events,
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why'know we hittin them
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Caught him spendin fake hundreds at the bar,
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we was gettin them
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Drugs in my system, all types of shit
Verse 5
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Keeps me where I want to be,
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don't get me started on that
Just peep how aggressive
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And check how we set up shop
to get our chips
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Niggas study our verse like college kids (word) We know you love our style,
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get off our dick
(Yeah that's right, uh- huh)
Verse 6
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[Chorus] [H] why'all niggaz ain't ready
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Why the fuck they frontin like
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[P] Cause they want to be like the reals
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And be amongst the thugs that do this for
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real
[H] why'all niggaz ain't ready to die
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Why the fuck they frontin like they is?
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[P] Cause you want to do it like Hav'
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An d do it like P,
but mad shit missin
Verse 7
[Havoc] Why'all niggaz is pussy,
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and ain't nothin gangsta in ya
Rapid fire empty the clip,
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If not anything else the
four- pound'll spin ya
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And end you where you stand (uh- huh) dead
Verse 8
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Believe me my hammer don't give
a damn what you been through
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It's a cold cold world, my whole
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life was a winter
Never gave a fuck about the cold
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(nah) draped in thermal
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Don't put your nose in things
don't concern you
Verse 9
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business,
why'all niggaz so childish
I'm in the cut, analyzin while
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and I'ma clap my heat off the grip
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Murder so clean you
Verse 10
paranoid nigga,
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don't get too
close
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Or I might think you schemin on me,
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Esus4
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I'm cockin the toast
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The game cutthroat
so I killed the ref
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Mobb fallin off, baby girl don't hold your breath,
breath
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(Yeah that's right, uh- huh)
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[Chorus]
Outro 1
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