Don’t Die Lyrics

by Birdman

Yeah, yeah, check me out man, yeah

Original gangsta, black clothes and bangers
Bullet shells and chambers, fill the L's up
We stay low from the ranges
'Cause they tryin' to tame us, but we brainless

And just think, I'm one sell out record away
From being famous, *** I guess I ain't it
You could paint it how you may, but I remain this gangsta
'Til the day I lay where the worms stay

I spit it for my *** sake, I spit it for myself a long time ago
Got a few houses, few whips, few condos
I'm so straight, I'm pointin'
The game is hurtin', and baby boy the ointment

Baby boy the president now, *** you gotta make an appointment
Two record labels, you should come join 'em
Do check the label
And make sure it's yellow or rose 'fore you bring it to my table

Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it

Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it

Yeah, **8 playin', doing about 180, Mazeratti, matchin' drop top sun shade
Gotta be fly, P1 ***, spent about five condo high in the sky
G4 whenever, fly in any weather
Had to pop a few *** that was bad feathers, million on the floor
Thats fo' sho' that lil' homie got the flow, so we all just goin' flow

And don't think about the past
A little water came, now we floatin' on everything
*** doing about anything, killin' while they hustlin'
*** puttin' it in for the change

So we headed to the game, Culpepper gettin' his roll on
I'm on the side with that bling
And outside, got them thangs
Them Phantoms out there, we do it up, switchin' lanes

Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it

Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it

Naw, don't *** with that dogg
Yo, I'm gonna knock your *** head off
And I'm coming back hard
Stunner get me to work, and I'm runnin' that off

I'm comin' back with it and let my team split it
With a swagger you can't get, naw you can't get it
***, *** I pop like Diddy, I pop like when he goin' stop?
When it's empty and you still drawing Leonardo D'Vinci

Trap me, I'm in there early, gettin' money, ridin' dirty
Uptown puttin' in down, blowin' out the pound
Duffle bag full of cash when I come around
The lil' homie got the game so I put him down

Hold my town, world wide wearin' a crown
Like father like son, got it off the mound
Like father like son, n***** stand their grounds
Like father like son, n***** f*** them clowns

Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it

Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it

Believe that 305, 404, 713, all that, Dallas, Kansas
Everybody ya' heard me, Oklahoma, yeah, everybody, the whole world