[Chorus] Death before dishonor put my trust up in these slugs No trust, no love Say bitch I get it up in blood Tell me when did I go wrong, where did I go wrong? We just wanted to get on Bitch I get it up in blood I got so many niggas gone, so many comin' home For my team I put on Bitch I get it up in blood nigga Say bitch I get it up in blood I get it up in blood
[NBA Youngboy Verse 1] These niggas be hatin' tryna fuck my name up I been gettin' it in tryna get my bread up Can't trust nobody, can't let'em get me caught up Get up in my way he gone get his head busted Bop yo head to my music but don't feel my pain Shit too deep you'll never understand Same ole shit seem like it don't change Some pussy ass niggas get hit with that flame No i can't step I'm still learning the game Ride through my city and I'm strapped with that thang I gotta stay focus I'm only 16, prefect my crowd pursuing my dreams In the life of a Menace I go by the name youngboy Call the shots cause I'm over that gang She looked in my face and was tellin' them lies Got deno to set that hoe car up in flames Just cause he my cousin I ain't let him slide Shoot his ma house up since he think that I'm playin' My and P steal a truck fill that bitch up with gas shoot out of time and come up on that bag We gone take everything since he want a taste
[Chorus] Death before dishonor put my trust up in these slugs No trust, no love Say bitch I get it up in blood Tell me when did I go wrong, where did I go wrong? We just wanted to get on Bitch I get it up in blood I got so many niggas gone, so many comin' home For my team I put on Bitch I get it up in blood nigga Say bitch I get it up in blood I get it up in blood
[Boosie Badazz Verse] Murder, terrorizing, that's all they understand Enemies, memories I got some bloody hands Son of a hitter, cold nigga with some cold ways My court days, rest in peace to all my throwaways I sit and smile like fuck them niggas on my johnson days Straight disrespect, what you expect they suppose to lay I know these niggas don't love me so why should I trust them? These niggas they bustas, I put em' in ditches I put em' on crutches, slanging them cutters I done lost too many niggas, took too many losses He wasn't bout busting his trigger, took the boss of bosses Got caught by the boss, if you slippin' it may cost ya' Jeepers creepers in these waters, best leave home with your revolver I hope yo people got extensions cause them boys got shooters It's bout who catch the other slippin it's not bout choppers and rugers I pray I come home to Kinnie It's me, Youngboy and that llama Been a young boy bout that drama Thuggin death fo' dishonor BOSS MAYNE
[Chorus] Death before dishonor put my trust up in these slugs No trust, no love Say bitch I get it up in blood Tell me when did I go wrong, where did I go wrong? We just wanted to get on Bitch I get it up in blood I got so many niggas gone, so many comin' home For my team I put on Bitch I get it up in blood nigga Say bitch I get it up in blood I get it up in bloodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
