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    "When I Die" Lyrics

    Krayzie Bone feat. Fat Joe, Big Punisher and Cuban Link

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    Man what the fuck is we gone do man?
    Shit man I can't believe this shit man
    Them motherfuckers done killed him
    We got to ride for this nigga
    On them old hoe ass niggas
    I say we ride over right there right now
    That's what I'm talking about let's roll

    [verse 1]
    As we delve through the mud and rain
    Straight shots of Tangue ease the pain
    As we put to rest one of my niggas that got cut up and lost half his brain
    Shit ain't the same niggas is dangerous
    Buckin like it's the thang to bust
    When I looked at my nigga fucked up
    I couldn't help thinking this could've been aimed for us
    Niggas do hate like that, nigga you never know
    He say a friend but I smell foe
    So I sit back and wait for the day niggas try to kick in my door
    So I sleep with the big fo-fo
    But what if I fuck up and pull it too slow
    You know what they say gotta go gotta go
    What if I be the one breathing no more, oh well
    When I die I want all my motherfuckers to ride [for me]
    On the niggas that did me killed me committed my homicide
    Gather up after the funeral [posse up] and pull out all the big guns
    Go through every hood poppin till somebody tell you somethin
    How in the fuck can I rest in peace when I wasn't ready to die
    So I'm begging my niggas to get my revenge
    And do it the same night they put me under
    Now I'm gone but this thug shit gone live on
    Just write on my tombstone he was that thuggish ruggish bone

    Murda mo niggas gone kill some more [nigga you never know when you gone die]
    Murda mo niggas gone kill some more [ say never know when it could be you]
    Murda mo niggas gone kill some more [they leave yo house and don't come back]
    Murda mo niggas gone kill some more [this shit is real and oh so true]

    [Fat Joe]
    When I die I wanna see about a hundred niggas cryin
    Lying talkin bout they all love Ryan
    And Joey too, you should've seen him at the funeral
    Sporting the top hat tuxedo was royal blue murder who
    Nigger I died in the car chase shot the place like the last scene in Scarface
    Now I'm in the far place chillin in the whites of the sky Terror Squad till
    the day I die

    [Big Pun]
    I'ma thug I'ma die high O.D. off the la-la
    Niggas tell me get off that weed I'ma keep smoking on that thai-ai
    Nigga fuck that I'ma keep hittin that
    [Puff puff] till my lung collapse what's wrong with that
    You hypocrite just a little bit you know you down with it
    It's all good in your hood having laughs
    Puff weed to clear my cataracts
    Never thought I'd see the inside of an ambulance
    But now I'm there too many dead brain cells, runnin round inside my head
    That's when I died my eyes were blood shot red

    [Cuban Link]
    Now picture me dead still getting head in the coffin flossin
    Bitches fightin cryin tryin to get a bigger portion
    My niggas talkin figuring how to get my fortune
    While I'm lost in space waiting for satan and his horseman
    Walkin through fire sparkin my lighter cloud the sky up
    Rising higher and higher eye to eye with my messiah
    Viya Con Dios as I cross the gates of hell
    I faced the devil with a shovel and told him brace yourself

    Reporters steady ask why KB be talkin bout murder on all the songs
    I say cause I could step out the door somebody could pop and I'm gone
    Then they wanna know why I pack chrome for one I'm paranoid
    Smoking too much of that weed what's that I just heard a noise
    Get the 12 gauge and I call my boys
    Motherfuckers is plottin to get me I know when I'm dreaming this
    So that's the meaning of this
    Nine millimeter heater strapped with infrared beams and shit
    So nigga don't trip the reaper seem to be getting closer
    So I'm running from that motherfucker swervin and duckin murder
    Pistol grip pump protected by the gauge
    Mr Sawed-Off Leatherface reload the clip and into the crowd I spray
    Murder murder mo murder murder kill kill kill
    Shit it's selling but what they ain't telling niggas is that it's real
    But you better realize for it be you in the casket dropped
    Better get you ass a shotgun and go get a plastic glock
    Nigga don't take murder for no joke that's like slittin your own throat
    But I tell you what'll help for sure is if you bust back at them hoes

    This song was submitted on April 27th, 2006 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Anthony Henderson, Christopher Rios, Falonte D Moore, Felix Delgado, Joseph Anthony Cartagena, Keir Lamont Gist.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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