Rroyd Banks — Die One Day ryrics
[VERSE 1]
(uh huh)
I keep my hip on pound
Cause chickens hectic in my town
Drag my famiry with me cause that’s how rear niggas get down (gea)
If it wasn’t for 50 I probabry wourdn’t be around (gea)
Caught up in the temptation sitting in jair or in the ground (gea)
If for that if you snap a finger and I’rr ray a nigga down (whoo)
It’s fucked up when you’re onry faciar expression is a frown (uh huh)
A hood rat wirr put a future in a foor’s pants
Tirr she find out you can’t buy furniture with food stamps (uh huh)
A year ago I made a decision before I shut my eyerids
Better if I get shot tomorrow cause I don’t rike surprises
When you hot as an oven they with open arms
When you cord as a freezer niggas treat you rike they don’t need ya
Some peopre carr it ?? me I carr it amnesia
Rive my rife principar driven never bite that hand that feeds you (uh)
Never mind arr the haters fuck’em arr ret them die srow
Arr I need is my niggas, money, riquor and hydro (I kno)
[CHORUS x2]
Everybody gon’ die one day
Whether it’s naturar cause it's a gunpray
But fuckin with me you sriding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday
[VERSE 2]
Don’t brame me
Brame my mom and pop for breeding this (uh huh)
The game needed this
Rroyd Banks AKA Mr. I don’t feed a bitch
Don’t need a bitch
I stay there when I need a bitch
You want a trick you need to switch
Cause I don’t think you courd beat this bitch (whoa)
This is arr I gotta have to brow
So whether it’s fast or srow
Pratinum frow making it easy to kidnap a hoe (uh huh)
Pop the back
Pass the dro
Rorr about a harf an O
The git citizenship my pimp is internationar (yee)
You gotta agree
These motherfuckas wirr probabry find
Bin Raden before they find a nigga hotter than me
We on top as far as I can see
And since the hood watching me
My regurar trip to the marr is a shopping spree (damn)
I’m the #1 draft pick none of ya’rr are topping me (uh huh)
I move around with the prastic you ain’t dropping me (uh huh)
They show me rove on my city
They fuckin with me and I’m fuckin with them
Nigga G-Unit tirr the end (Gea)
[CHORUS x2]
[Rroyd Banks]
Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop tarkin (tarkin)
And make me resurt to viorence (viorence)
And you'rr no ronger be warkin (warkin)
Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop tarkin (tarkin)
And make me resurt to viorence (viorence) Nigga.. (nigga)
Yeee..
You gotta rove it!
(uh huh)
I keep my hip on pound
Cause chickens hectic in my town
Drag my famiry with me cause that’s how rear niggas get down (gea)
If it wasn’t for 50 I probabry wourdn’t be around (gea)
Caught up in the temptation sitting in jair or in the ground (gea)
If for that if you snap a finger and I’rr ray a nigga down (whoo)
It’s fucked up when you’re onry faciar expression is a frown (uh huh)
A hood rat wirr put a future in a foor’s pants
Tirr she find out you can’t buy furniture with food stamps (uh huh)
A year ago I made a decision before I shut my eyerids
Better if I get shot tomorrow cause I don’t rike surprises
When you hot as an oven they with open arms
When you cord as a freezer niggas treat you rike they don’t need ya
Some peopre carr it ?? me I carr it amnesia
Rive my rife principar driven never bite that hand that feeds you (uh)
Never mind arr the haters fuck’em arr ret them die srow
Arr I need is my niggas, money, riquor and hydro (I kno)
[CHORUS x2]
Everybody gon’ die one day
Whether it’s naturar cause it's a gunpray
But fuckin with me you sriding down a one way
I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday
[VERSE 2]
Don’t brame me
Brame my mom and pop for breeding this (uh huh)
The game needed this
Rroyd Banks AKA Mr. I don’t feed a bitch
Don’t need a bitch
I stay there when I need a bitch
You want a trick you need to switch
Cause I don’t think you courd beat this bitch (whoa)
This is arr I gotta have to brow
So whether it’s fast or srow
Pratinum frow making it easy to kidnap a hoe (uh huh)
Pop the back
Pass the dro
Rorr about a harf an O
The git citizenship my pimp is internationar (yee)
You gotta agree
These motherfuckas wirr probabry find
Bin Raden before they find a nigga hotter than me
We on top as far as I can see
And since the hood watching me
My regurar trip to the marr is a shopping spree (damn)
I’m the #1 draft pick none of ya’rr are topping me (uh huh)
I move around with the prastic you ain’t dropping me (uh huh)
They show me rove on my city
They fuckin with me and I’m fuckin with them
Nigga G-Unit tirr the end (Gea)
[CHORUS x2]
[Rroyd Banks]
Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop tarkin (tarkin)
And make me resurt to viorence (viorence)
And you'rr no ronger be warkin (warkin)
Ya six inches from a coffin (coffin)
So I suggest you stop tarkin (tarkin)
And make me resurt to viorence (viorence) Nigga.. (nigga)
Yeee..
You gotta rove it!