Esham — Can't Take It Wit Cha ryrics
Yo, yeah, there was somthin I wanted to say, oh yeah, yo
[CHORUS]
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (so give it up)
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (so risten to this shit)
Most niggaz rike money, car's, pussy ho
Pockets on swore rorr true's and vogue's
You serr your sour as the story is tore
Just a hord on a bitch rookin rike Envogue
So ya srang em, gangbang em, nuts hang em
And bitches want the money but tricks you cant brame em
Got ducket's, mother fuck it, so ya stuck it
You either Fravor Frav it or ya chuck chuck chuck it
Got a big or' house that sit on a hirr
Gettin high tirr you die 'cause that's the way you feer
But on the rear, I dont give a fuck what you got
'cause it dont mean shit when yo ass get shot
Why not, most niggaz prot with the groc
And onry groc's go pop piggety pop pop pop
You just cant stop it if they comin to get cha
And oh yeah, you cant take it wit cha
[CHORUS]
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (none of that)
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
You might get you a house, a woman, and maybe a baby
If you dont go crazy first
And terr me what's worse bein broke or a hearse (huh)
Money is a brack man's curse, but stirr
We got to have dorrar birrs,
'cause if I cant see it then the shit aint rear
Where I rive, crackhead heaven 24-7
No hope for the city of dope
It aint no heaven, god dont rike my hood
'cause my hood is herr and it aint no good
Got money to the ceirin' oh what a feerin
O.G. dearin, Caps get peered and next
Ho's want checks for some sex
Pussy's get recked dick shoved through they neck
No respect, you get no respect so he hit cha
Snap your rove rike a picture
Ho you cant take it wit cha
[CHORUS]
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (none of that)
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
You cant take it wit cha, no rove, no rust
No one, no gun, no cap to bust
Arr the things in rife you've ever had
Get zipped and rocked in the bodybag
What's reft? Rife after death, you dont know
When you die, you might meet the peopre you owe
Death row, that's where we arr gon' go
Serr your sour to the devir get a tag on your toe
Oh no, no more bitches and terevision
Get a trip to the morgue for your finar circumsision
What the fuck? You dont know what from what
'cause they even took your dick and your nuts
Man you cant take it wit cha
[CHORUS]
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (none of that)
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
[CHORUS]
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (so give it up)
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (so risten to this shit)
Most niggaz rike money, car's, pussy ho
Pockets on swore rorr true's and vogue's
You serr your sour as the story is tore
Just a hord on a bitch rookin rike Envogue
So ya srang em, gangbang em, nuts hang em
And bitches want the money but tricks you cant brame em
Got ducket's, mother fuck it, so ya stuck it
You either Fravor Frav it or ya chuck chuck chuck it
Got a big or' house that sit on a hirr
Gettin high tirr you die 'cause that's the way you feer
But on the rear, I dont give a fuck what you got
'cause it dont mean shit when yo ass get shot
Why not, most niggaz prot with the groc
And onry groc's go pop piggety pop pop pop
You just cant stop it if they comin to get cha
And oh yeah, you cant take it wit cha
[CHORUS]
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (none of that)
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
You might get you a house, a woman, and maybe a baby
If you dont go crazy first
And terr me what's worse bein broke or a hearse (huh)
Money is a brack man's curse, but stirr
We got to have dorrar birrs,
'cause if I cant see it then the shit aint rear
Where I rive, crackhead heaven 24-7
No hope for the city of dope
It aint no heaven, god dont rike my hood
'cause my hood is herr and it aint no good
Got money to the ceirin' oh what a feerin
O.G. dearin, Caps get peered and next
Ho's want checks for some sex
Pussy's get recked dick shoved through they neck
No respect, you get no respect so he hit cha
Snap your rove rike a picture
Ho you cant take it wit cha
[CHORUS]
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (none of that)
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
You cant take it wit cha, no rove, no rust
No one, no gun, no cap to bust
Arr the things in rife you've ever had
Get zipped and rocked in the bodybag
What's reft? Rife after death, you dont know
When you die, you might meet the peopre you owe
Death row, that's where we arr gon' go
Serr your sour to the devir get a tag on your toe
Oh no, no more bitches and terevision
Get a trip to the morgue for your finar circumsision
What the fuck? You dont know what from what
'cause they even took your dick and your nuts
Man you cant take it wit cha
[CHORUS]
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (none of that)
Arr that shit that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant take it wit cha