NOW YOU HAVE TO DIE FOR THE MONEY II lyrics
by triplesixdelete
[HOOK]
Now you have to die
For the money, aye x4
[VERSE 1]
Every day I'm woke
And I go to work in the morgue
I meet bros and we go to smoke
I see judicial car and now I know,
What I to do with your f*cking body on the floor
[VERSE 2]
b*tch what the f*ck?
Where is your f*cking luck?
You didn't trust anyone,
Cause you always been schmuck
b*tch what the f*ck?
Where is your f*cking luck?
You so motherf*cker, fat muck
Your life was really suck
[HOOK]
Now you have to die
For the money, aye x4