Tommy Wright III - Die Nigga Die [1080p HQ | 320kbps]

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[Hook: Tommy Wright]
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split
Die nigga die nigga die nigga die
Gotta be equipped with a Jason mask
(4x)

[Verse 1: Tini]
Jealous bustas dwell, what the hell, it is me finally
Welcome to the game so glad that you came
No longer vamping from the scene missed Tini
Nineteen-tini five with the solo
Told you I was gonna creep, so here it is God damn
Everybody gotta put a hold on they tape
Cause the mugging family is going to the top man
Peeping robbing chiefing everyday life of a thug
Gimme love, robbers steady creeping to the east
A quarter after eleven it's almost that time for the leprechaun to creep
Tini just in back get my gat plus my back pack
Creeping up from out the dark I gotta get ya fool
Seven Jason masks with the buckshots and the anna cannons
How in the fuck can I lose?

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Tini]
Gripping on my Glock, looking down my block
Seeing what's up by the bump
Before I hit the track get my back pack
Making sure I got another clip for my gat when I rat-tat
Did you see me? Hocus pocus in the dust
From the quickness I be venting never seen
It's a drought, no doubt, no rocks, on my block, spray the cops
I'm a robber so let me count my green
Two fifteens, bumping in my trunk, detachable face partner
Chevy thang with green oxy trevols spark it with the vogues
With the gold stole from the white folks
Slowly I approach, to the car
Smack you buck up bitch and get yo ass out
Open up the door, fuck the kids, shoot the dad kill the mommy
Your ass shouldn'ta stopped at the red light
Got a Lexus, and it ride so smooth
Finna dodge this motherfucker before I give it up
Got it right into the chop shop
Then it's downtown riding from the po-pos where I'm never found
Then I turn it in, seven Gs in my pocket flat
Got a big fat knot swelling from my right thigh
Keep a hustle anyway I can, to the night I die stay high
No looking back, danger lurks and it hurts
If it catch, then I bet ya that it's me too
Don't set to rinse say what ya gonna do
Cause when you slip don't make a move
It's kinda sad though, they got me mad into the game
And when it's time I'm steady busting at my jealous friends
Got a gauge, hanging out the window
Niggas in my neighborhood sipping on Hen