Представляем точный текст композиции "Do Or Die" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Tommy Wright III . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Do Or Die» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Tommy Wright III передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Tommy Wright III - "Do Or Die"
Lyrics to Do Or Die : (feat. Dirty Red, Project Pimp) [man preaching] Either you choose life or you choose death. Either you choose life or you choose death. Based on the decision that you make God has come and offered you life, Your enemy can only offer you death (deathrow) If you choose to stay wid your enemy Then you choose death (deathrow) If you choose to leave the enemy and strike out into the unknown..... [Hook: Tommy Wright III] Die motherfucka cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon die or Im gon die, I-I-Its a homicide [x4] [Verse 1: Dirty Red] In my situation, of total devastation, Spread my hustle all across the motherfuckin nation Niggas wanna click-a, it dont matter cause youll get buck Im tryna make some bone first, cause Im tearin patches out yo heart When you start to stir like you come from Corna Village, Blood gon start to spilly, my gat gon start to drilly, Niggas in the head wid that infra-red beamin Blood is steady streamin, you fuckin wid ah demon Niggas I and murderers in the South is where I dwell Wid plenty ah clientelle and I got them gats as well So dont try to run up, cause Im quick to pull that gun up Im askin questions last, cause Im sure as hell gon blast, A nigga in the past wid that muthafuckin dumb shit You dont know who you fuckin wid, I run, wid a gangsta click D-I-R-T-Y, R-E-D is not afraid ah you hoes You gon die or Im gon die, and thats just how the story goes [Red talks] Yeah Dirty Red up in this bitch And I want you boys to know on Corna Village Im not runnin, and Im not hidin from anyone ah you hoes You know what Im sayin, a nigga look for me if they want to or get they ass blast, whats up my nigga Lil Bay [Hook x4] [Verse 2: Tommy Wright III] Down for my crown, ten toe down, Tommy aint givin a FUCK! Runnin and gunnin a tech in my coat When I open my trench if a niggas best built Niggas who trippin and scrapin a bullet on side ah they face just for fuckin wid Tommy, The nigga thats creepin and sneakin and peekin and bustin wide seekin the beautiful money, Isnt it funny how a nigga get scared, Watch me put a forty-five to a nigga head Please dont shoot, first thing that he say Then he hit his knees and begin to pray Trick quit cryin on my motherfuckin grain Here leave him at a stand still once he hear it cock, Look him in the face, put the gun between his eyes Piss runnin down his leg, Tommy Wright aint surprise Do or die, cause a head know gotta go In the midst of the pistol smoke, Mind of a criminal makin me dog out a dirty hoe when I be going for broke, (Die motherfucka, die motherfucka, die) Since that day I seen Boyz In Tha Hood I always wanted to do a drive-by, Buck a nigga down to the ground hangin out the sunroof wid the glock cocked ready aim fire, Grippin the forty-four, lookin from side to side Tryna find business to be in a drive-by On the mission, as I creep deep wid a click thick as John Gotti Doggin the bitches and hoggin the riches and fillin these ditches wid dead bodies.... [Tommy talks] Straight from a hood called Memphis Tennessee, Do or die no lie, this shit aint gon stop till my casket drop One man gang Tommy Wright the third known as Tommy three (III) Down wid ten wanted men till the world end, Street Smart in charge [Hook x4] [Verse 3: Project Pimp] Thinkin of a plan, do or die you can try Project Pimp gon spill yo blood, Comin through the door who is that, finna blast wid the mask, got ah all tight glove, lunatic lunatic beggin for mercy one hit now yo Tommys they covered wid holes, Psycho Pimp maniac devious ready to shoot a bitch leaving yo family froze, P to the R to the O-J-E-C-T to the P-I-M-P blast Four to the four what its cold to ya face Whatcha say, Im finna kill yo ass Fillin you up wid hollow tips If you pray nigga youll probably catch a slug Fuckin wid one ah these here, nigga die nigga makin you lose a pint ah blood, Jumpin up outta the Chevy in the bush I will scatter and leavin you dead in the street, Project Pimp buckin you bitches so quicka-ly puttin you sissy ass bitches to sleep, Lockin him up in the trunk for those nites he was screamin and hollerin I know he was scared, Forty-four buck in the trunk outta luck no more bitch and I know that this nigga was dead, Runnin and gunnin for runnin and funny how suckas can call themselves killas and thugs, Blastin that hoe he was snitchin he got a gun fillin him up wid them forty-four slugs, Killin and pimpin its all in my system so bitches and niggas got trouble for real, Rest in peace sucka dont fuck wid me Project Pimp nigga you only got one life to live, BITCH! [ Do Or Die Lyrics ]
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