Krayzie Bone, Big Pun, Cuban Link, Fat Joe - When I Die lyrics
Krayzie Bone [Anthony Henderson]
Fat Joe [Joseph Antonio Cartagena] The Bronx, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Krayzie Bone, Big Pun, Cuban Link, Fat Joe - When I Die lyrics]
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 ho ass niggas
I say we ride over right there right now
That's what I'm talking about let's roll
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
On the niggas that did me
Killed me committed my homicide
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
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 nigga, 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
I'm a thug, I'mma die high, OD off the la la
Niggas tell me get off that weed
I'mma keep smoking on that thai-ai
Nigga fuck that I'mma keep hittin 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
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
Shit man I can't believe this shit man
Them motherfuckers done killed him
We got to ride for this nigga
On them old ho ass niggas
I say we ride over right there right now
That's what I'm talking about let's roll
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
On the niggas that did me
Killed me committed my homicide
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
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 nigga, 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
I'm a thug, I'mma die high, OD off the la la
Niggas tell me get off that weed
I'mma keep smoking on that thai-ai
Nigga fuck that I'mma keep hittin 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
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