Jeezy, Lil’ Will , Young Buck, Trick Daddy - Last of a Dying Breed lyrics

[Jeezy, Lil’ Will , Young Buck, Trick Daddy - Last of a Dying Breed lyrics]

Welcome to the life of a young thug nigga
(yea) only hang out wit' them
Criminals and drug dealers (ayyy)
I'm from even where dead die (die)
But try an' do it big
Like the kid from Bedstuy
I see death around the corna
And I ain't scared
I got a carbon 15 and I'm fully prepared
(that's right)
Lord a mercy 20 rounds in a clip (yea)
Outta line get 20 rounds in ya hip (ayyy)
Shoot first and ask questions later (lata)
The answer is it was all about the paper
(yea) everything to gain and shit to lose
And a new forty-five that I'm dyin' to use
(yeah)

If ya real like me (like me)
Throw ya hoods in the air so
The whole wide world can see (ay)
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed
And if ya real like me (like me)
Keep that thang on ya hip that's just
The way that it's gotta be
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed

I done seen niggas come and go
Shit the whole world done seen
What I done before
We do anything when the funds is low
I'm the reason outta towners
Don't come no mo'
Let me show you niggas how to
Break down the whole thang
My nigga BG know Buck been a birdman
It's got to be in ya blood to be a thug
If I ain't makin' enough I'mma jack my plug
We was born in it, not sworn in it
You can go against it or you can join wit' it
Made my mark so the streets gon' remember me
Now come and get it
Niggas Cashville, Ten-a-ki, holla back

If ya real like me (like me)
Throw ya hoods in the air so
The whole wide world can see (ay)
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed
And if ya real like me (like me)
Keep that thang on ya hip that's just
The way that it's gotta be
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed

Some of the dudes we thought
Was real OG's was OB's
Cause they talked pleas and included
G's like you and me
The first step was going to set a trap
So in a short period
They convinced the grand jury to
Allow a phone tap and if they listenin'
Not once did they hear us mentioning
Murder and a cocaine distributing
Through all that was dividends comin' in
I'm strict legit
And better yet we too smart for ya bullshit
Callin all cars (callin all cars)
Hit your burglar alarm
And tell 'em hurry up and
Come them niggas got gunz
Man down, shots fired
Only fuck niggas and cops died
First stage of a riot
And them fucks couldn't sneak by
Oh you want to witness some shit
Fine bitch, be quiet
Because they only got what you tell 'em
And only witness that they had
The bitch was layin' there dead
Shot in the street all red
With two shots to his head
Cause he was workin' for the feds
And the last informant, informed us
They had it out for us
For a bird that he got popped for
So ride or die for him (ride or die for him)
Better yet, you better kill 'em
Cause, I think he's gonna be
The bitch to tell 'em
And he probably done already told 'em
But then again with out a witness
Them bitches ain't got shit

If ya real like me (like me)
Throw ya hoods in the air so
The whole wide world can see (ay)
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed
And if ya real like me (like me)
Keep that thang on ya hip that's just
The way that it's gotta be
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed

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