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lirik lagu don’t die ft. bandhunta izzy – bop menaxe

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[intro]
(velcro, bring the strap out, n*gga mama crying, n*gga)
don’t let your first time being dead bring me to church
don’t let the first time gettin’ chauffeured be the he*rs*, n*gga

[chorus]
don’t let your last place gettin’ dead bring me to church
don’t let the last time gettin’ chauffeured be the he*rs*, n*gga
don’t let your last word be the internet or a verse, n*gga
don’t let the last pictures you takе be on a shirt, n*gga

don’t let your last place gеttin’ dead bring me to church
don’t let the last time gettin’ chauffeured be the he*rs*, n*gga
don’t let your last word be the internet or a verse, n*gga
don’t let the last pictures you take be on a shirt, n*gga

[verse 1]
i ain’t gon lie, i’m out my mind
bro caught bodies, they doin’ time
he 36, he caught a dime (d*mn)

i ain’t the last call on the list
i might just coach out on the streets
see somethin’ wrong, i’m sending a blitz
i be the last face you see
bout blood, how it’s supposed to be
bout wing, gon play no d
let me out on the side of the street, n*gga
lucci rich as a b*tch, but we ain’t gon ask to pay no fee
hope he got kids in the house with him ’fore a n*gga try and play me
n*gga, we back out
we sell that raw, you try to steal then you get smacked out
you say you real, he felt that pressure then he capped out
you cappin’ n*gga, we tryna step like it’s a frat out (tryna step)
velcro, we gon’ bring the straps out
[chorus]
don’t let your last place gettin’ dead bring me to church
don’t let the last time gettin’ chauffeured be the he*rs*, n*gga
don’t let your last word be the internet or a verse, n*gga
don’t let the last pictures you take be on a shirt, n*gga

don’t let your last place gettin’ dead bring me to church
don’t let the last time gettin’ chauffeured be the he*rs*, n*gga
don’t let your last word be the internet or a verse, n*gga
don’t let the last pictures you take be on a shirt, n*gga

[verse 2]
please don’t die ’fore you get to live
you ain’t got a whip, you ain’t got a crib
you ain’t did sh*t, you ain’t got a will
now you gon’ think about these sh*lls
now you gon’ think about mondu
cryin’ in a black suit at the ville
yeah, if i ain’t do sh*t, i kept it trill
i done gon’ on probation
i ain’t have sh*t but my steel
been f*cked up, down on luck
i ain’t have sh*t, i ain’t never steal
is it a realer crip i seen, huh seen finna leave the crime scene?

he from b*more to the a
slidin’ wit n*ggas from my team
got some n*ggas that i know gon’ bust a grip, gon’ do his thing
when they zip you up in that bag, designer clothes don’t mean a thing
when they you under that dirt, that lil’ ditch don’t mean a thing
[chorus]
don’t let your last place gettin’ dead bring me to church
don’t let the last time gettin’ chauffeured be the he*rs*, n*gga
don’t let your last word be the internet or a verse, n*gga
don’t let the last pictures you take be on a shirt, n*gga

don’t let your last place gettin’ dead bring me to church
don’t let the last time gettin’ chauffeured be the he*rs*, n*gga
don’t let your last word be the internet or a verse, n*gga
don’t let the last pictures you take be on a shirt, n*gga
(don’t die, n*gga)

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