Lyrical Breakdown of The Die (feat. GemStones) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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I present, the death, of tha cool Well I heard like group of cows That all your enimies wanna shoot you down They got ak 47's and a bunch of mac 11's Semi automatic weapons that produce ka pows Word on the street is, they all got heatas They gon hit you up and you ain't even gon see it You gotta lot of money, I ain't tryna be funny But they say where you goin, you ain't even gon need it They see you ridin round, shinin with your fine round diamonds Pretty green eyed lady Been on tha sideline poutin, while you primetime poppin Hungry niggas want a peice of your pastry I suggest you protect your bakery Cause they comin for your head, And its a bounty on that chain thats hangin from your neck They said I don't know What you been told in your ear, but I hear its goin down Sombody gotta DIE!!! Don't know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round Sombody gotta DIE!!! Hitta nigga wit tha mini mac strap, clap Any nigga think he gettin keys down here Any meeta, any nigga gettin money, or my honey, man heard micheal young is the reclown? here Run up on a nigga from tha back wit a mac Or be strapped cause a nigga finna squeeze off 10 Run up on his nigga lac ratta tat tat, Click clack where this nigga at I need sin Shit is goin down if i see him Bump a nigga out like oxy ten And keep a couple of dollas up in tha wallet To pay they cops so they can never box me in DIE!!! Thats what im thinkin While ridin around polishin this big pistol Imma catch him in tha wind Pray tha gun don't jam So until we meet again Nigga its cool! I don't know What you been told in your ear, but I hear its goin down Sombody gotta DIE!!! Don't know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round Sombody gotta DIE!!! Man, man you can't beleive none of that. Man you need just need to, you just need to relax Man. Trust me Don't pay them niggas no mind They hatin on you ain't nobody witta shotty Planin on doin a robbery Itchin to catch a body Creepin in a stolen jalopy Out there waitin on you Sittin in a stolen car, finna rob this nigga Should i let the mini mac or tha shotgun hit him? I been waitin all day tryna spot this nigga I can't let him get away, im gon pop this nigga! UHHHH Plus they don't know about the choppa in tha trunk Tha glocks in a box and tha nine on tuck The bullet proof glass the 40's in tha stash You pull tha steerin wheel and it pop on up 40 caliber stashed up in tha stash box Bullet proof windows, you couldn't break em wit a padlock Ak in tha trunk, where tha sounds bump Two twin glock 40's and a nine and this damn clock? Maaaaaaan We tryna go up in this club Show a little love Get a few drinks Holla at some girls Snatch up a pair Leave outta there Put some dro in tha air And then go and get some grub We finna go up in tha club Show a little love Get a few drinks Holla at some girls Snatch up a pair Leave outta there Put some dro in tha air And then catch a few slugs Ay pull over right here, i gotta take a pee And don't go nowhere nigga wait for me And if some niggas do kill you in the next few minutes Just remember my nigga its a heaven for a G. Ay ay hold this right there. I'll be, i'll be right back i gotta take a piss man hold on. Fa sho. Ay man, ay don't leave i'll be right back. Ay don't leave i'll be back. Hurry your ass up man. Damn. Coolest nigga what, coolest nigga what, coolest nigga what. Hustla for life!!! Ay man, nigga hurry your ass up. Shit. Imma cool ass nigga man. Fuckin three in tha mornin. I'm tha coolest muthafucka in tha world man. Niggas ain't fuckin with me man. Nigga i'm high, smokin. Fly ass car. I run these muthafuckin streets, and these niggas out here lookin for me. Man i wish a muthafucka would... Ay nigga hurry your ass up, nigga. Damn Whats up now nigga? Ain't too cool now is you nigga?