Dats Why We Die
Verse 1
Let me holla at you true thugs
Fo da ones wanna dump slugs
On da corner where dey slang drugs
Only God is thicker dan blood
Fo da sake of da luv
Know He shedded His blood
Who you thinkin it was
Huh Huh Huh Huh
Had you dumpin dem slugs
Leavin em dead
Whey dey really did needed da luv
Huh! Jiggaz?
Cause you got figgaz
You can die quick
You can ride or die or
You can live life wit us
Too many on da lockdown
So you better tell em all put da glock down
4-mics in da Source think you hot now
While you ridin in yo Chev wit yo top down
All da way from Pompano
To let em know
Son, just how da story go
And from Ft. Lauderdale
Where dey make em yell
And dey push more weight dan mail
In da M I A where da thugs live and die everyday
In da hood where da mommas cry everyday
Where da kids listen to Slip--Slide everyday
(okay--Shut Up)
S. FLA--dat's why we die
In da MIA--dat's why we die
In da dirty south ya'll tellin dese lies--dat's why we die
Carolina--dat's why we die
ATL--dat's why we die
Alabama, Mississippi young thugs--dat's why we die
Chorus
You got dese young girls backin it up--dat's why we die
You got dese young cats blazin it up--dat's why we die
Cash Money--dat's why we die No Limit--dat's why we die
Roc-a-fella ya'll tellin dese lies--dat's why we die
Not Limit--dat's why we die
Murder Inc--dat's why we die
Roc-a-fella--dat's why we die
Verse 2
Let me tell you somethin partna you ain't ready to die
Cause you take yo last breath and you close yo eyes
Same ones dat stare you right in yo mouth
Same ones dat run up in yo house
And da ones you thought was down wit you
Hit you up in da back wit a 22
Fo da hell of it
So I'm tellin it
Don't even know who you messin wit
When you husslin everyday in dese streets--dat's drug money
Then you leavin people dead in dese streets--dat's blood money
And then these babiez can't even eat--dat's not funny
Huh Uh--dat's why we die Huh Uh--dat's why we die
Yo words hittin em up like a hot slugg
Made da girls wanna bounce in da hot tub
See da pain in her eyes--never knew luv
Let em know dat Christ is da true luv
And I Know you drive a big Benz
Big body wit da tight endz
Cuase you wanna get paid
Everybody want it nowadays
Black Rob said it's whoa (whoa whoa)
Make you wanna hit da ceilin yo
Cause you make a million sales
Sittin in da jail (but he back in jail)
Cause da devil caught you slippin yo