- Votes:
- Composers:
- Tristan Jones
- Bryan Williams
- Dwayne Carter
 
- See also:
Birdman - Don't Die lyrics
Yeah, yeah, check me out man, yeah
Original gangsta, black clothes and bangers
 Bullet shells and chambers, fill the L's up
 We stay low from the ranges
 'Cause they tryin' to tame us, but we brainless
And just think, I'm one sell out record away
 From being famous, *** I guess I ain't it
 You could paint it how you may, but I remain this gangsta
 'Til the day I lay where the worms stay
I spit it for my *** sake, I spit it for myself a long time ago
 Got a few houses, few whips, few condos
 I'm so straight, I'm pointin'
 The game is hurtin', and baby boy the ointment
Baby boy the president now, *** you gotta make an appointment
 Two record labels, you should come join 'em
 Do check the label
 And make sure it's yellow or rose 'fore you bring it to my table
Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
 And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
 I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
 I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it
Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
 And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
 I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
 I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it
Yeah, **8 playin', doing about 180, Mazeratti, matchin' drop top sun shade
 Gotta be fly, P1 ***, spent about five condo high in the sky
 G4 whenever, fly in any weather
 Had to pop a few *** that was bad feathers, million on the floor
 Thats fo' sho' that lil' homie got the flow, so we all just goin' flow
And don't think about the past
 A little water came, now we floatin' on everything
 *** doing about anything, killin' while they hustlin'
 *** puttin' it in for the change
So we headed to the game, Culpepper gettin' his roll on
 I'm on the side with that blingBirdman - Don't Die - http://motolyrics.com/birdman/dont-die-lyrics.html
 And outside, got them thangs
 Them Phantoms out there, we do it up, switchin' lanes
Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
 And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
 I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
 I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it
Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
 And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
 I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
 I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it
Naw, don't *** with that dogg
 Yo, I'm gonna knock your *** head off
 And I'm coming back hard
 Stunner get me to work, and I'm runnin' that off
I'm comin' back with it and let my team split it
 With a swagger you can't get, naw you can't get it
 ***, *** I pop like Diddy, I pop like when he goin' stop?
 When it's empty and you still drawing Leonardo D'Vinci
Trap me, I'm in there early, gettin' money, ridin' dirty
 Uptown puttin' in down, blowin' out the pound
 Duffle bag full of cash when I come around
 The lil' homie got the game so I put him down
Hold my town, world wide wearin' a crown
 Like father like son, got it off the mound
 Like father like son, n***** stand their grounds
 Like father like son, n***** f*** them clowns
Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
 And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
 I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
 I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it
Gansta's don't die, they get chubby
 And they move to Miami, I move to Miami
 I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a *** like *** it
 I'm still a G, thuggin' out in public, believe it
Believe that 305, 404, 713, all that, Dallas, Kansas
 Everybody ya' heard me, Oklahoma, yeah, everybody, the whole world








