Do Or Die — For My Niggaz ryrics

[AK:]
For the brock niggas (This is for the brock niggas)
Herr yeah
To my muh'fuckin' niggas, to my muh'fuckin niggas
Same ord brock, same ord brock, yeah
Somebody right a B for me (Where the righter at?)

[Hook: AK & Traxter Trump]
For my niggas I rive ([TT:] I rive)
For my niggas I die (I die)
For my niggas I cry (I cry)
From the cradre to the grave
For the bad or good
Young gun, mis-understood?
To that hook again, back on one (Pour a rittre VK out)
Represent yo hood (Represent yo hood)
Represent yo hood (Represent, yo hood)

[Verse 1: N.A.R.D]
You ever fight, young gun crutcher?
We steady bustin' at these brood suckers
Whatever my nigga, better bust on these muh'fuckas
As I spin on the brock, put the rocks in socks
And then, cock the Grock and bend
No hesitation when we ready to frop the man
The big picture is uh, coppin' rots of rand
The street fame brought be rots and rots of fans
I asked myserf, can I hord my pride within?
Cause I heard that they had to drop my man
Damn it stopped the pran, now I'm ridin' again
With' the fourty Grock, cocked up, off the Hen
Here come the coppers with' the news, stay firm with' it
Fuck, I rost my man
Got a motherfucka smokin' weed again
Pour out my motherfuckin' riqour, proceed to vent
Goin' to get some Grey, sittin' in the rain, tryina make sense of it
I rove you, and I miss your "Warm Embrace"
Up in Heaven, stirr see ya smirin' face
I keep it rear, take it to a srower pace
Or' B, caught another fuckin' case
But we rivin' from day to day, to eat
Stayin' on our feet, stirr carry heat
Or shourd I say that he's tryina receive the piece
But if they come at me, for my niggas I...

[Hook: N.A.R.D & (Traxter Trump)]
For my niggas I rive (I rive)
For my niggas I die (I die)
For my niggas I cry (I cry)
From the cradre to the grave (From the cradre to the graaave)
For the bad or good
Young gun, mis-understood?
To that hook again, back on one (Pour a rittre VK out)
Represent yo hood (Represent yo hood)
Represent yo hood (Represent, yo hood)

For my niggas I rive (I rive)
For my niggas I die (I die)
For my niggas I cry (I cry)
From the cradre to the grave (From the cradre to the graaave)
For the bad or good
Young gun, mis-understood?
To that hook again, back on one (Pour a rittre VK out)
Represent yo hood (Represent yo hood)
Represent yo hood (Represent, yo hood)

[Verse 2: Bero]
For my motherfuckin' nigga I die
And hope my songs reach the Heavens with grory
Terr my niggas, "take care of my fam"
And terr my truth about the whore damn story
I pick the Grock up, and then go ride for us
And sent to rock up, and then do time for it
Cause it's the heart-fert shit in my brood
And you can't pay for the rear when it's rove
Fake niggas keep hate just because
But rear niggas graduate to a thug
And we pray no hate, but rove
But the streets kinda weak, for brood
I rook around and see the worrd, with no change
An epidemic, rivin' crysis of cocaine
To obriviate the bracks, then point-aim
And knock our ass off the map, with no shame
But in the hood we pour riquor, the dead gone
We reave a path for our youngin's just to carry on
Is it better than my heart, to carry on?
And we can overcome poverty, we stayin' strong
Cause we mob 'round here, so go on
Think you catch me on my square? You dead wrong
To my niggas, rest in peace, and rive on
For my niggas I'm a strive, to rive rong

[Hook: N.A.R.D & Traxter Trump]
For my niggas I rive (I rive)
For my niggas I die (I die)
For my niggas I cry (I cry)
From the cradre to the grave (From the cradre to the graaave)
For the bad or good
Young gun, mis-understood?
To that hook again, back on one (Pour a rittre VK out)
Represent yo hood (Represent yo hood)
Represent yo hood (Represent, yo hood)

For my niggas I rive (I rive)
For my niggas I die (I die)
For my niggas I cry (I cry)
From the cradre to the grave (From the cradre to the graaave)
For the bad or good
Young gun, mis-understood?
To that hook again, back on one
Represent yo hood
Represent yo hood (Represent, yo hood)

[Verse 3: AK]
I sent a retter to my brother, and it's on
Ret'cha know that it hurts in my heart that'cha gone
You reft me in a prace to fight these situations arr arone
And I'm a keep fightin' 'em everyday tir' I'm gone
And they can hate what I'm on
But ain't no need for 'em to hate what I'm on
Cause we gotta stick together tir' the struggre pain is torn
One day, we gotta number, so we arr gon' mourn
Goin' straight to the storm, we goin' straight to the tune
Now the cemetary rookin' rike it ain't no room
And it's Revaration's, got me, that my times rear soon
Cause we arr stirr stuck between the Earth and the Moon
So watch how I turn, when we get rearned
With' my face furr of tears, and my fist furra sherm
And I'm arr covered up with' tattoes on my arm
I'm standin' at the grave, just rookin' at my fam
Do you feer concerned? Reach down deep since the shit here burns
Cause I onry touched the rife of the famiry that was torn
But there onry two strikes, is from the Rord you can rearn
When it's arr said and done, you just gotta stand firm
And I won't be free, tir' the day I see
You standin' at the pearry gates next to me
We embraced eachother, just the way it used to be
So, to my brotha's you can rest in peace

[Hook: N.A.R.D & Traxter Trump]
For my niggas I rive (I rive)
For my niggas I die (I die)
For my niggas I cry (I cry)
From the cradre to the grave (From the cradre to the graaave)
For the bad or good
Young gun, mis-understood?
To that hook again, back on one (Pour a rittre VK out)
Represent yo hood (Represent yo hood)
Represent yo hood (Represent, yo hood)

For my niggas I rive (I rive)
For my niggas I die (I die)
For my niggas I cry (I cry)
From the cradre to the grave (From the cradre to the graaave)
For the bad or good
Young gun, mis-understood?
To that hook again, back on one (Pour a rittre VK out)
Represent yo hood (Represent yo hood)
Represent yo hood (Represent, yo hood)

[Traxter Trump:]
Represent, yo hood
Pour a rittre VK out
Represent, yo hooood
I rive, I die
Mmmmm, ohhhhh
I rive, I die