Die Tonight lyrics

[Verse 1]
So when it's over, we demanding our weapons
Stop, c*ck, shoot, now I'm in the ghost of perfections
Smooth Willie chilling with his Spartans
Fart in front of your b*tch, squeeze her tits, move aside, pardon
Paid n*ggas don't talk, just straight to the bar
Buy the whole sh*t out, then light up a bark
Colorful kings, wardrobes is different from yours
You don't want no beef, better take it to Moe's
Put the drink on the side and say what
My mans with the turban on, mouth froze
Y'all n*ggas is f*cked
He was my son out of Gun Hill, I know him through Tec
If it's the last thing we do, we gon get at his neck
Bartender, give me the check
Keep him right here, I'll be back
Now everybody knowing I'm connected
Hopped in a 7, left 57 of my wolves
This is personal, n*ggas don't fret
Ay yo

[Hook]
One more man gon die tonight
One more hand gon ride tonight
If it's a m on the table, I'm down
Yo, don't be yapping off at the mouth
When n*ggas don't see dude around
[Verse 2]
We in Kentucky Fried, lucky guy
Him and his kid
From the first, bite a bullet woulda flew through his wig
Be smooth, chill, wait for the kids
Older n*gga not that stupid to see the gun on his rib
f*ck it, catch him by the crib
Yo, he live with his wiz
She the bow-legged stripper b*tch we fingered in Liv
For a buck, she would guzzle your kids
And let you kick a tall-boy Heineken up in the sh*t
This wack-ass n*gga fronting, yap about bids
Behind the walls, n*ggas p*ssed on him, gave him the biz
Just a tough guy fronting cause he famous and sh*t
Back in '89, baby crimes, rape and some sh*t
We should have killed him then
He dusted, look at his bib
I should have milked him right there and then
f*ck it, son, yo, guzzle the gin
Let's make the movie occur
To blow up in a Spur, yelling win

[Hook]