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Do Or Die - "Murders, Pimps + Thugs"
Lyrics to Murders, Pimps + Thugs : (feat. Ja Rule) [Chorus 2X: Do or Die] We the murderers, pimps plus thugs We the murderers, pimps plus thugs We the murderers, pimps plus thugs We the murderers, murderers, murderers [Ja Rule] Growing up in the ghetto With that New York state of mind I realized that night, that my future was crime Hustlin dimes was my trademark Soon as that blunt spark I, inhale, exhale, took my next sale Daily routine, get up, wash ass, get cream Cop that first tear on my slick sixteen I seen more bricks and cash and shit Got greedy, and weed up with that counterfit Cuz Pa-pis gettin sloppy, and kinda fiendly Stupid nigga, you been trading thoughts with your enemy' Murderous, grimey, from where' Hollis Queens Woodhull, got it all from thugs and fiends I need cream, so I strap the nine to my waistline Grabbin OZ, keys to the three Hundred GS nigga Bulletproof vest to eliminate stress Ha, who the best' [Chorus 2X] [Do or Die] Dont get close to our side if you aint from New York You screamin "Ride or Die" or "Pimp till you die" You figurin you a murderer, put your guns in the sky Make them see em, cuz every nigga we fuck with has heaters Dont get, stepped with these heaters when you hatin on these po-pos Dont think for one time Jas comin solo Its Do or Die, Chicago collabo Neighborhood watch you from a block with a flock of thugs Ready to show some love Grippin with extra guns and clips And worldwide all these niggaz know we love that shit How hard we hit, we put you in your darkest pits Its Do or Die and Ja Rule nigga Murda for life [Chorus 2X] [Do or Die] Cant keep up with the paper chasin Gonna run up with these glocks and rob the basement Two niggaz with glocks, cock, pop, drop, quit hastin Is put two in your bitch ass gettin hot with the casin Its kill or be killed in Chi recognize what you facin Whores and pimps, hustlers, killers, and drug dealers Since a shorty been hollerin seeds with a plug in Two for ten, up on the block diamond cut griller Be em or see em motherfuckers, be a hoe skrilla Iller noise state put through my blood If niggaz got love its in my blood Run niggaz spittin hollows thats followin shit And killin niggaz that aint real, been hollerin shit [Chorus 2X] [Do or Die] Better get gone, chrome by the hip bone Hit domes like pickles, its not to sit on Better getcho pimp on for the clips get sticked home Sit back til the tricks gone Then flash through the hood like you misunderstood Diamonds over get that wood Its all good see, low down four pound Full clips for showdowns, smoke weed and throw down Representin both towns, you dont know now, better slow down P-I-M-P flippin filty Cream stream dream, Hennessy, tipsy Theres blood for the true thug, puttin weight in the po-pub Its nuthin, sit down and shut up, roll like that Then in the morn we ball like that [Chorus till fade] [ Murders, Pimps + Thugs Lyrics ]
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