M.O.P., 50 Cent - When Death Becomes You lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[M.O.P., 50 Cent - When Death Becomes You lyrics]
There's nowhere to run to
When death becomes you
Some say your soul may burn in the flame
Can front if you want too
But niggas who merk you
Will come to your tombstone and
Piss on your grave
You a rider right?, down to ride tonight?
Nigga you gone ride or you gone die tonight
Nigga cock the steel, it's kill or be killed
Nigga shit is real in the field
What's the procedures nigga
When you got a hammer in your mouth?
Will you lay down and cry? Will
You stand up and die?
I'm a legend in the town, now
Since your all gangstad up let's
Get the fuck down
Big Bill Danz and I'm reppin for buck town
Niggas see me dummin
I'm coming clutching the pound
You too tough nigga, you done wrap it up
Niggas don't give a fuck
I seen a nigga shoot my moms
Right in front of my motherfucking face
See in the 'Ville' ain't no such
Thing as a stray bullet
When your index finger on the
Trigger and you pull it
Slugs ain't never out of season
All you gotta do is give
A motherfucker one reason
Blood stains on the cement
Same place he stood
That's were you leave em'
And don't back it out unless your
Squeezing off with your gun
Cause you gone get your punk
Ass robbed for your gun you know the drill
I'm a give your ass 3 seconds to bounce
And you better not jog, nigga run
When death becomes you
Some say your soul may burn in the flame
Can front if you want too
But niggas who merk you
Will come to your tombstone and
Piss on your grave
You a rider right?, down to ride tonight?
Nigga you gone ride or you gone die tonight
Nigga cock the steel, it's kill or be killed
Nigga shit is real in the field
What's the procedures nigga
When you got a hammer in your mouth?
Will you lay down and cry? Will
You stand up and die?
I'm a legend in the town, now
Since your all gangstad up let's
Get the fuck down
Big Bill Danz and I'm reppin for buck town
Niggas see me dummin
I'm coming clutching the pound
You too tough nigga, you done wrap it up
Niggas don't give a fuck
I seen a nigga shoot my moms
Right in front of my motherfucking face
See in the 'Ville' ain't no such
Thing as a stray bullet
When your index finger on the
Trigger and you pull it
Slugs ain't never out of season
All you gotta do is give
A motherfucker one reason
Blood stains on the cement
Same place he stood
That's were you leave em'
And don't back it out unless your
Squeezing off with your gun
Cause you gone get your punk
Ass robbed for your gun you know the drill
I'm a give your ass 3 seconds to bounce
And you better not jog, nigga run