Till I Die lyrics

[Intro: J mane]
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Yea, yea, yea
FYB b*tch
Gang, ayy
The f*cking lable hoe
Gang, ayy

[Verse 1: J mane]
Goofy talking though we x'd him out the picture
I went Chiraq straight to Dallas and I am locked in with the killas
I am smoking dead opps I ain't mention we gorrilaz
Dead n*gga disrespect me I might smack him with the blicka (Gang)
We got glizzy's, we got drac's, we got k's
Dead n*gga counting hin Imma send him to his grave
FYB the f*cking label, la familia in the gang
63rd 'till I die this sh*t running through my veins
Through my veins, through my blood all a n*gga do is drug
n*gga run up on J mane wear his ass like a tug
Got my gun in the club, so these n*ggas know what's up
When you see me you better duck all I know is bup bup bup (Grrr)
Bup bup bup know a n*gga on thе ground, that's another man down
[?]
Bup bup bup know a n*gga on the ground, that's another man down
[?]
[Verse 2: Rosama]
I say b*tch I'm with guys rеal hoover gang member
You might think I'm just a rapper, b*tch I'm a grave digger
Real mobster, street sweeper, b*tch I'm a made n*gga
Throw his ass underwater [?]
I've been bumping Machiavelli
2Pac, hit him up
Load the clip, empty it
Now pick yo partner up
Red beams on the glizzy and a scope on the same
Pop when that balloon releases it blow out the candle lights b*tch (fuh fuh)
You gon' loose alone
He gon' need inhaler
[?] bullets in his chest
He gon' need a ventilator
Vix vapors, jumper cables
It's some sh*t just to stand
He was calling for his rapper but got picked up by Ember lane (by Ember lane)

[Outro]
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