Текст и слова песни AZ – Doe or Die
New yor undercover baby, whole lot of things done changed
It's alot of people puttin black eyes in the game, know what I mean
I had my glocked cocked, but took a fall now I'm off my feet
I gotta eat, so its back to these fuckin streets
And I will grow cause I'm an old timer
I bring the drama to any nigga, his baby or his fuckin mama
I gotta look like Tevin Campbell
But still I gamble, hustle and scramble
Cause money is muscle in this damn zoo
And in order to make it
You gotta take it
Be the boom blast boom spin
Don't break but don't fake it
That's why there's no guilt for these trife niggas blood I spilt
Took what they built, flippin their drug game on tilt
Cause in New York, dealin drugs is a sport
You either sell, smoke it shoot up or snort
Anyway your caught
And since I'm in it, now I'm in it to win it
Skies sets the limit
Ain't no being some motherfucker's lieutenant
Shit, from this point that's how I feel, I wanna fly
Yeah, its either doe or die
Chorus: (Repeat 2X)
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes, the weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
And other hoods I hang with
Mix slang in they language
Love, kickin that gang shit
Sellin on the same strip
Hustlin hard, no matter how much we hated
So dedicated, even our dreams are drug related
Shit, puff bananas
Not even the cops can stand us
Cause of the way we vanish, everytime they come to can us
25 we get the money live
Fuck all that funny jive
The streets is our only source to survive
And when corny teeny boppers think about tryin to stop us
I rather put your head, through the propella of a helicopter
Cause all my peeps be playin for keeps
Straight out the litter, so bitter
These bandits don't even need sweets
Bringin the ruckus, like some mad motherfuckers
It's alot of people puttin black eyes in the game, know what I mean
I had my glocked cocked, but took a fall now I'm off my feet
I gotta eat, so its back to these fuckin streets
And I will grow cause I'm an old timer
I bring the drama to any nigga, his baby or his fuckin mama
I gotta look like Tevin Campbell
But still I gamble, hustle and scramble
Cause money is muscle in this damn zoo
And in order to make it
You gotta take it
Be the boom blast boom spin
Don't break but don't fake it
That's why there's no guilt for these trife niggas blood I spilt
Took what they built, flippin their drug game on tilt
Cause in New York, dealin drugs is a sport
You either sell, smoke it shoot up or snort
Anyway your caught
And since I'm in it, now I'm in it to win it
Skies sets the limit
Ain't no being some motherfucker's lieutenant
Shit, from this point that's how I feel, I wanna fly
Yeah, its either doe or die
Chorus: (Repeat 2X)
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes
It's like a jungle sometimes, the weed smoke makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
And other hoods I hang with
Mix slang in they language
Love, kickin that gang shit
Sellin on the same strip
Hustlin hard, no matter how much we hated
So dedicated, even our dreams are drug related
Shit, puff bananas
Not even the cops can stand us
Cause of the way we vanish, everytime they come to can us
25 we get the money live
Fuck all that funny jive
The streets is our only source to survive
And when corny teeny boppers think about tryin to stop us
I rather put your head, through the propella of a helicopter
Cause all my peeps be playin for keeps
Straight out the litter, so bitter
These bandits don't even need sweets
Bringin the ruckus, like some mad motherfuckers
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