(Hook)
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I don’t wanna go
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But I know I can’t stay
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Cus the Grim Reaper keeps hanging round here every day
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That’s why I’m gonna go
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Get the fuck out of my way
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Ride til I die
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Man told me that, I said ride til I die
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(Verse)
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All the pills and the liquor got my liver shot
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Will I make it? I don’t care if I live or not
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30 grand a week, I’mma try to get on top
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Haters wanna see me go like BIG and Pac
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I’m doin dirt with a sucker down get your car
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Don’t even plug round me, that get you knocked
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Red flag when I fly, fuck fed time
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When the money touchdown I’mma say I’m not
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Big guwop in the flat red box
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And that old school Chevy slappin old school Pac
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It’s hard, there’s no loving no more, I seen a lot
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And them letters that you sent, real talkin mean a lot
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When you’re down they don’t ever come around
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When I’m out I’mma slap a few people in the mouth
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All I wanna do is live, I’mma try
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But these pills got me ready to die
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I’m ready to die
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(Hook)
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I don’t wanna go
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But I know I can’t stay
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Cus the Grim Reaper keeps hanging round here every day
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That’s why I’m gonna go
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Get the fuck out of my way
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Ride til I die
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Man told me that, I said ride til I die
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(Verse)
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My nigga got grazed and he really got shot
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I don’t feel sorry for him, he ain’t really got the guys
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Take 9 of em like Grady or my nigga might lose em
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We keep on getting shot, he’s just fightin right through em
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When that God gave life right back to em
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We gotta pass in these streets, we just ride right through em
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I don’t love nothing homie, after that what’s left?
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I give a fuck about a broad, I’m a man myself
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Like it’s my last day livin, that’s how I carry myself
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I got that 4-4 magnum, I’m Dirty Harry himself
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If I had M’s I’mma need you to pray for me
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They was countin lookin every goddamned day for me
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I’m in the Bentley with the seat laid back, me and a k pack
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Turned up to the motherfuckin max but I don’t play it
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Fuck a handshake, let’s go and let it pop
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I’ll be a legend fore my motherfuckin heart start feelin drunk
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(Hook)
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I don’t wanna go
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But I know I can’t stay
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Cus the Grim Reaper keeps hanging round here every day
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That’s why I’m gonna go
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Get the fuck out of my way
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Ride til I die
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Man told me that, I said ride til I die
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(Verse)
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Shit, I never figured as a little nigga
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How hard it be to stay free as I got bigger
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Thought your mama pay the bills and she’s great time
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Food stamps here and there just to maintain
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Damn shame when you broke how can you live fool?
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I give a fuck if I never eat another bar of new
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One foot in a grave and another in a soup lyin
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Scared to kick, my nigga dog when in due time
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I spread my tears in my hands and let em dry
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Fuck the police, middle fingers, let em fly
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Pretend for my seniors just a in case a nigga die
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I think they want my soul right between you and I
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I’m tired of the drama and the pain, struggle of the game
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I told Jesus it’s cool if he changed my name
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I’m feelin like the world on my back
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It’s hard being black and fat
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(Hook)
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I don’t wanna go
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But I know I can’t stay
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Cus the Grim Reaper keeps hanging round here every day
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That’s why I’m gonna go
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Get the fuck out of my way
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Ride til I die
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Man told me that, I said ride til I die
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Ready 2 Die
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| Berner |
