Do or Die lyrics

[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 motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide
Die motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide
Die motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide
Die motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide

[Verse 1: Dirty Red]
In my situation, of total devastation
Spread my hustle all across the motherf*ckin' nation
n*ggas wanna click up
It don't matter cause you'll get buck
I'm tryna make some bone first, cause I'm tearin' patches out yo heart
When you start to stir like you come from Corna Village
Blood gon' start to spillin', my gat gon' start to drillin'
n*ggas in the head with that infrared beamin'
Blood is steady streamin', you f*ckin' width a demon
n*ggas I and murderers in the South is where I dwell
With plenty of clientele, and I got them gats as well
So don't try to run up, cause I'm quick to pull that gun up
I'm askin' questions last, 'cause I'm sure as hell gon' blast
A n*gga in the past with that muthaf*ckin' dumb sh*t
You don't know who you f*ckin' with, I run, with a gangsta click
D-I-R-T-Y, R-E-D is not afraid of you hoes
You gon' die or I'm gon' die, and that's just how the story goes
[Dirty Red talks]
Yeah Dirty Red up in this b*tch
And I want you boys to know on Corna Village
I'm not runnin', and I'm not hidin' from anyone of you hoes
You know what I'm sayin, a n*gga look for me if they want to
Or get they ass blast, what's up my n*gga Lil Bay

[Hook: Tommy Wright III]
Die motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide
Die motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide
Die motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide
Die motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide

[Verse 2: Tommy Wright III]
Down for my crown, ten toe down, Tommy ain't givin' a f*ck!
Runnin' and gunnin' a tech in my coat
When I open my trench if a n*gga's best built
n*ggas who trippin' and scrapin'
A bullet on side of they face just for f*ckin' with Tommy
The n*gga that's creepin' and sneakin' and peekin'
And bustin' wide seekin' the beautiful money
Isn't it funny how a n*gga get scared?
Watch me put a forty-five to a n*gga head
"Please don't shoot", first thing that he say
Then he hit his knees and begin to pray
Trick quit cryin' on my motherf*ckin' grain
Here leave him at a stand still once he hear it c*ck
Look him in the face, put the gun between his eyes
p*ss runnin' down his leg, Tommy Wright ain't 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 ho
When I be going for broke
(Die motherf*cka, die motherf*cka, die)
Since that day I seen Boyz In Tha Hood
I always wanted to do a drive-by
Buck a n*gga down to the ground hangin' out the sunroof
With the Glock c*cked ready aim fire
Grippin' the .44, lookin' from side to side
Tryna find victims to be in a drive-by
On the mission, as I creep deep with a click thick as John Gotti
Doggin' the b*tches and hoggin' the riches
And fillin' these ditches with dead bodies....
[Tommy Wright III talks]
Straight from a hood called Memphis, Tennessee
Do or die no lie, this sh*t ain't gon' stop till my casket drop
One man gang Tommy Wright the third known as Tommy III
Down with ten wanted men till the world end
Street Smart in charge

[Hook: Tommy Wright II]
Die motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide
Die motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide
Die motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide
Die motherf*cka, 'cause you knew this was a do or die
Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die
I-I-It's a homicide

[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 with the mask
Got ah all tight glove, lunatic lunatic beggin' for mercy
One hit, now yo Tommys, they covered with holes
Psycho Pimp maniac devious ready to shoot a b*tch
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 with the scope to ya face
What'cha say, I'm finna kill yo ass
Fillin' you up with hollow tips
If you pray n*gga you'll probably catch a slug
f*ckin' with one of these here, n*gga die
n*gga makin' you lose a pint of blood
Jumpin' up outta the Chevy in the bush
I will scatter and leavin' you dead in the street
Project Pimp buckin' you b*tches
So quicka-ly puttin' you sissy ass b*tches to sleep
Lockin' him up in the trunk for those nights
He was screamin' and hollerin' I know he was scared
Forty-four buck in the trunk outta luck
No more b*tchin', I'll note that this n*gga was dead
Gunnin' and gunnin' for runnin'
It funny how suckas can call themselves killas and thugs
Blastin' that ho he was snitchin'
He got a gun fillin' him up wid them forty-four slugs
Killin' and pimpin' it's all in my system
So b*tches and n*ggas got trouble for real
Rest in peace sucka don't f*ck with me
Project Pimp n*gga you only got one life to live, b*tch!