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Do Or Die Lyrics

Album: Headz Or Tailz

Who Am I Lyrics

(feat. Scarface)

 [Chorus x 2]

 Who am I? Scar mother fucking face

 Who am I? A to the mother fucking K

 Who am I? Belo mother fucking Zero

 Who am I? Niggas Ain't Ready to Die

 

 [Scarface]

 Who the fuck am I?

 A born killer with no conscience

 Leaving niggas with holes in their heads unconscience

 No second chances

 Cos in this game no one advances

 You made your move and fucked up now the devil dances

 No scrilla for this just murderers with blocks

 To run up on their dick and hit em and get em hot

 With a 357 slug pointed at your nose

 Left a bloody mess and a note stuck between your toes

 You fuck with me nigga you're fucking with the warrior

 Anybody destroying you're packing the sig sauer

 Putting niggas off in body bags cos in this game you take no prisoners

 Leave it in blood Hare Krishna

 Nobody's breathing niggas stuck on getting even

 You die this evening insanity gon be my reason

 I trail niggas fill niggas and kill niggas

 I introduce the ways that are wicked to real niggas

 

 [Chorus x 2]

 

 [AK]

 Who ever epitomise

 And idolise my murderous skills

 With this vivid imagination and slugs that kill

 Off in the zone unorthodox with the world on blocks

 It's unexplainable how I got these bitch niggas locked

 Keep my eyes on my safe and keep this murderous flavour

 Since I picked up a strap I've had this murderous behaviour

 Spread the whole clip around and get the fuck outta Dodge

 I got a ride full of straps in my homies backyard

 It's too cold to proceed without a block to start

 Watch a gat blows him apart as the bullets depart

 Now who the fuck am I? Is the question you ask

 Can't be touched or fucked with is all you need to know

 It's 1998 plus you bitches got to go

 And y'all cain't fuck with me and tell em why

 My adrenaline rush on jump

 Plus you got my arm beneath grabbing with the double barrel pump

 

 [Chorus x 2]

 

 [Belo]

 I hear some niggas talking loud like we been stealing this shit

 Just say you hate me cock the bullshit don't you grip on my dick

 It's Belo Zero mother fuckers same sick ass nut

 Drink a brew and smoke some weed and blow your bitch ass up

 I put in work so recognise I carry my shit on my chest

 More respect and I neglect to come up back with the vest

 I never seen a thousand soldiers hit the dirt on your roll

 Fuck your chief and all the soldiers I'm a king on my own

 I'm coming with force down with Big Chief nigga Rapalot style

 Grip sixteens and triple beams will leave that ass on the pile

 Walk on down and see the light cos I'm not faking the shit

 I told you once that I'm a soldier I'm just taking your shit

 Now who am I a born killer nigga fuck what you heard 

 I'm too delirious and serious I ain't like a nerd

 Fuck around and call the coroner dig your whole ass up

 Separate your head from the spam and leave your bitch ass stuck

 Nigga...

 

 [Chorus x 2]

 

 [N.A.R.D]

 Retaliation is a must

 I see niggas from behind so I bust

 My Desert Eagles gon to catch you when they duck

 Now what the purpose when they still gon get struck

 And leave they brains fucked up

 I don't know why they put they eyes on me

 Cos I'm a black material killer trying to keep it low key

 Now what it was they probably didn't know it was me

 But that goes to show em that fancy bitches focus just be

 They want to look up on my Rolex while I spot on my heat

 They see my Lexus car shining when I been on the streets

 With no ticket on it but still they try to find out what's in it

 It's a black nigga with a black chrome on the seat

 In the dark zone it's on

 And hell yeah I used to push packs

 Taking niggas straps and pimping bitches in 'lacs

 Matter of fact this shit I rap about I did before 

 See it ain't no studio mother fucker just stepping through these doors

 

 [Chorus x 2]

 

 We can't be fucked with we can't be touched

 Cos the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too much

 Do Or Die Do Or Die

 Cos the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too much
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