(Hook) Don’t want nobody to die, don’t wanna have to vibe But in this game I guess that’s just the way I guess that’s just the way Have it your way
(Verse) It’s gonna be a lot slofs in your flowering And gat clinger, bat swinger, bullets flyin, niggas dyin Moms cryin, don’t want it, they’re coming Blood gushing from their arms, legs, head and stomach I feel the hatred, when I turned around like the Matrix Coming for me, and a ray of bullets headed dead for me First the one, and then came the 2 and 3 and 4 5, 6, 7, shots from a mack 11 Platinum producer killed by haters and now you on channel 7 You do peace for 2 Pac, now coming out to spring from heaven You know my piece is harder than grease is, With no wrong way to eat yo face like a reset, Jesus Soon as the second I get some Chi niggas Quit they fuckin jobs and they could hang full time So give me the gat, I hit em with that Cock back, pat pat Let me tell you niggas something familiar Broke niggas don’t want your cash, they wanna kill ya
(Hook) Don’t want nobody to die, don’t wanna have to vibe But in this game I guess that’s just the way I guess that’s just the way Have it your way
(Verse) Oh I get it, this year niggas don’t dance They just rock bulletproof pants and steel pants Now everybody got a gun in they hand Yea bitch nigga, run to yo man Streets, with them, you try the area, fuck where they land Niggas close they eyes and don’t aim Like my bitch when she pop champagne bottles I tell you bout them damn models They can’t cook the lick but they’ll lick a dick and swallow Look out to living my life bro Bulshittin when I write songs But she talkin bout havin ice on And I could barely keep my lights on Niggas play me like Tyson, tryna take my life songs You are not nigga to fuck out the box, full Glock, forgot the box Cock, who the fuck tryna box right now? I feel like my old city on my back I feel like next year my whole city on the map For the name
(Hook) Don’t want nobody to die, don’t wanna have to vibe But in this game I guess that’s just the way I guess that’s just the way Have it your way
(Verse) I’m from Chi Town where the rap’s the realest My crack’s gorilla We got the millers and we’ll be at yo scrilla Close yo doors, lock your windows We be at em execs for them, back in and checks now We on the court and we got next Steppin out of summer, we got bands, we got next try It’s kinda like trading places, huh? I never plug But I’m guilty by association, the gangsters show me love For that track I did, yea I know The rest of album whack and shit It’s Kanye to that with that platinum shit, ya punk bitch
(Hook) Don’t want nobody to die, don’t wanna have to vibe But in this game I guess that’s just the way I guess that’s just the way Have it your way
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