Lirik Lagu Live By The Gun - Tony Yayo
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[Intro]What the fuck is the deal its the talk of New York Tony Yayo (G-G-G Unit)Yeah, Yo word up man, its fucking cold out here man, my fucking toes is killin me man (its fucking brick)i fucking been on the block all day man but u know i mean i gotta get this money run sleek snow......
[Verse 1]Yo we project livingWith plastic on the furniture,Little niggaz coming up willFucking try to murda yaThe D's not out so the coast is clearBut its getting hard to sleep with this roach in my earEverybody got a nena everybody got a vestNew York City is the arena of deathYo the strip moving slow but everybody going hardSeeing more d's than a damn report cardEverybody rap nowFollow they dreams im a call my clientele man andSign all my fiends same gear for a week wearing dirty clothesAll day in the spot by a dirty stove trials keep me strongHope keep me happy, but im only human so these niggaz wanna clap meThe drug game over but theres money to make so niggaz clappin at niggazTo raise the crime rate
[Chorus]you can live by the gun or die by the bulletniggaz push me for sho im gonna pull itmaterial objects got the world crookedin my hood they hustle and be on the juoke shitsnakes in the grass be on that bullshitniggas thats ass stay with the full clipguns get blast niggaz on that shook shitso live by the gun or die by the bullet
[Verse 2]Tthe rhymes u spit can embarass the cityWell my game bag names like paris and nikkiLoad the semi im in the spot carving the crackYou stunt ill leave my bullets lodged in ur backNew York City everything move fast little girls getPregnant throw they baby in the trashChina white wizzy movin quickly on the ave same cokeThat got whitney in the re-habUp early in the morning cuz theres money to earn cuz the early birdBe the one that catch the worm we nicks trieze twenties and dimes got my spot looking like a soul trainlineFuck doin time, im trying to progress, get that money man nigga serve ur projectsHustlin homie thats all i know in the summer time i can make the whole strip snow
[Chorus]you can live by the gun or die by the bulletniggaz push me for sho im gonna pull itmaterial objects got the world crookedin my hood they hustle and be on the juoke shitsnakes in the grass be on that bullshitniggas thats ass stay with the full clipguns get blast niggaz on that shook shitso live by the gun or die by the bullet
[Verse 1]Yo we project livingWith plastic on the furniture,Little niggaz coming up willFucking try to murda yaThe D's not out so the coast is clearBut its getting hard to sleep with this roach in my earEverybody got a nena everybody got a vestNew York City is the arena of deathYo the strip moving slow but everybody going hardSeeing more d's than a damn report cardEverybody rap nowFollow they dreams im a call my clientele man andSign all my fiends same gear for a week wearing dirty clothesAll day in the spot by a dirty stove trials keep me strongHope keep me happy, but im only human so these niggaz wanna clap meThe drug game over but theres money to make so niggaz clappin at niggazTo raise the crime rate
[Chorus]you can live by the gun or die by the bulletniggaz push me for sho im gonna pull itmaterial objects got the world crookedin my hood they hustle and be on the juoke shitsnakes in the grass be on that bullshitniggas thats ass stay with the full clipguns get blast niggaz on that shook shitso live by the gun or die by the bullet
[Verse 2]Tthe rhymes u spit can embarass the cityWell my game bag names like paris and nikkiLoad the semi im in the spot carving the crackYou stunt ill leave my bullets lodged in ur backNew York City everything move fast little girls getPregnant throw they baby in the trashChina white wizzy movin quickly on the ave same cokeThat got whitney in the re-habUp early in the morning cuz theres money to earn cuz the early birdBe the one that catch the worm we nicks trieze twenties and dimes got my spot looking like a soul trainlineFuck doin time, im trying to progress, get that money man nigga serve ur projectsHustlin homie thats all i know in the summer time i can make the whole strip snow
[Chorus]you can live by the gun or die by the bulletniggaz push me for sho im gonna pull itmaterial objects got the world crookedin my hood they hustle and be on the juoke shitsnakes in the grass be on that bullshitniggas thats ass stay with the full clipguns get blast niggaz on that shook shitso live by the gun or die by the bullet
