B.G. - This Nigga Die lyrics

Ain't this a bitch

If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry
Then a lot of mommas gon' cry

- fuck it someone gotta handle that
Checkmate, nigga

Nigga done crept down and put ten in my dog
He the only son
So you know his mom's goin' off
I wouldn't be a true nigga
If I let this slide
Gotta saddle up - I gotta strap up and ride
My nigga momma gon' cry
Then your momma gon' cry
One less in my clique
One in your clique gon' die
It's the game - you forgot it's eye for a eye


Body for body, so you gon' respect my mind
You done started somethin' I'ma take real far
Everyday is shootouts - you
Done started guerrilla war
It got me hurtin' to see
My dog people in grief
So, it's law I bring the
Same pain to your peeps
I'm dressed to kill: black hooded
Black souljas and 'Bauds
When I spot ya I'ma let the
Stop on the SK unfold when you hear that:
Chukah-blauw! chukah-blauw!
I'm tellin' you it's too late to run now

If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry
Then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry
Then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry
Then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this nigga die
There's gon' be consequences and
Repercussions - believe that

In the streets I gotta have
That mind frame "fuck it"
Gotta keep my nuts dropped -
Can't be fearin' nothin'
When you're thuggin'
Nigga always into somethin'
When you're hustlin', never know
When nigga gon' say, "Up it"
My dog had a deal planned
With some new connect barely knew 'em
And trust 'em - ain't wear his vest
He got there thinkin' the deal
Was gon' go sweet
They already had it planned to
Keep the money and ki's
They hit him up: two to the
Head, two to the chest, two to the neck
And left him there to meet his death
I feel guilty lettin' him go solo
Even though he told me, "Chill"
I still should've rolled
So now I'm in some beef
With niggas I barely know i met 'em once
But I use to fuck one of they ho
I hit her up for some info
And broke her off proper
Go to they hideout and release that chopper

If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry
Then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry
Then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry
Then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die -
Consequences and repercussions

This stank bitch that I grew
Up with in the hood
My nigga jocked her - I warned
Him that she was no good
But fuck me - he heard the pussy was the shit
He went, got caught up, got pussy-whipped
Every night he sleepin' by this stank bitch
And I told him she threw crosses and
She'll set him up for shit
But he ain't listen, he tell me mind my biz
Now some niggas went there
Took him out there and split his wig
I ain't know that's where he
Start to stash his yay
He knew better to keep work
Where his head gon' lay
But fuck that, I gotta put some iron on her
Gotta release all seventeen out
The nine on her one of my hoes saw her
Shakin' ass in the club she hurried up
Went to the phone and hit me up
I spinned 'round, saw her
And straight cut loose jive ho
This from him through me straight to you

If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry
Then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry
Then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry
Then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this nigga die
Then a lot of niggas gon' die -
It's gon' be a eye for an eye
Consequences and repercussions