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letra de live by the gun - tony yayo

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yeah, yo word up man
f-cking cold out here man, f-cking toes is killing me man
f-cking been on the block all day man
but you know i gotta get this money, rain, sleet, snow man
f-ck man, yo man listen

yo we project living with plastic on the furniture
little n-gg-z coming up will f-cking try to murda ya
the d’s not out so the coast is clear
but it’s getting hard to sleep with this roach in my ear

everybody got a nena, everybody got a vest
new york city is the arena of death
yo the strip moving slow but everybody going hard
seeing more d’s than a d-mn report card

everybody rap now, follow they dreams
i’m a call my clientele man and sign all my fiends
same gear for a week wearing dirty clothes
all day in the spot by a dirty stove

trials keep me strong, hope keep me happy
but i’m only human so these n-gg-z wanna clap me
the drug game over but there’s money to make
so n-gg-z clappin’ at n-gg-z to raise the crime rate

you can live by the gun or die by the bullet
n-gg-z push me for sho i’m gonna pull it
material objects got the world crooked
in my hood they hustle and be on the juoke sh-t

snakes in the gr-ss, be on that bullsh-t
n-gg-s thats -ss stay with the full clip
guns get blast, n-gg-z on that shook sh-t
so live by the gun or die by the bullet

the rhymes you spit can embar-ss the city
well, my game bag names like paris and nikki
load the semi i’m in the spot carving the crack
you stunt i’ll leave my bullets lodged in your back

new york city, everything move fast
little girls get pregnant, throw their baby in the trash
china white wizzy movin’ quickly on the ave
same c-ke that got whitney in the rehab

up early in the morning ‘cuz there’s money to earn
‘cuz the early bird be the one that catch the worm
we got nicks, trieze, twenties and dimes
got my spot looking like a soul train line

f-ck doin’ time, i’m trying to progress
get that money man n-gg- serve your projects
hustlin’ homie thats all i know
in the summer time i can make the whole strip snow

you can live by the gun or die by the bullet
n-gg-z push me for sho’, i’m gonna pull it
material objects got the world crooked
in my hood they hustle and be on the juoke sh-t

snakes in the gr-ss, be on that bullsh-t
n-gg-s thats -ss stay with the full clip
guns get blast, n-gg-z on that shook sh-t
so live by the gun or die by the bullet

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