Trill n*ggaz Don’t Die lyrics

by

Rick Ross


[Intro: Pimp C]
I pack that nine everytime, and I ain't trying dying
pus*y n*gga, I pack that nine everytime and I ain't trying dying

[Hook: Pimp C]
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die

[Verse 1: Pimp C]
pus*y n*gga, thinking you gon' kill me
I got some'ing for your ass, n*gga you gon' feel me
I'mma blow you out the water, with the 2-23
Putting di*k up in your daughter, rap is over I serve some cheese
n*gga talking bout, robbing Chad
Run up on me with that first, will leave you stinking in the grass
If you Catholic go to mass, if you Baptist go to church
See a ho up in a n*gga, gon pull up a skirt
That'll be, some incredible sh*t
n*ggas scheming on my bezel, on some devilish sh*t
I been to hell and back, on another level you b*tch
Go on try it I'm going live, they gon need a shovel for you b*tch
[Hook: Pimp C]
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die

[Verse 2: Z-Ro]
I been stabbed I been shot, went from no fans to being hot
But somehow always fall short, for trying to keep fiddles in my pot
In a dog eat dog world, y'all fellas be chasing girls
When I place myself in history, too hot for a ladder to catch me
But I can't help but to notice, I'm one of the coldest
And I know y'all haters love when I'm locked up, but I won't lose focus
Yeah I wrote this counting down, how many days I got
So lately my gun ain't been hid, it's been displayed a lot
My attitude is f*cked up, I don't give a f*ck cause I just don't give one
Thinking bout living a life where everything you do right is wrong, mo'f*cker I live one
I know n*ggas wanna kill me, but I'm still riding pride
Cause the Lord riding with me, and that's the main reason why

[Hook: Pimp C]
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
[Verse 3: Pimp C]
Some n*ggas win, and some n*ggas lose
Some n*ggas getting bruised, some always crying to blues
Some n*ggas already lost, and ain't gon lose no mo'
Big shoes ho' choose, ain't paying dues no mo'
Everything y'all trying to do, I built a school ho'
Now it's fly to talk country, I made the rules ho'
I was sagging in my khaki's, 'fore di*kies was cool
Gangsta Nike's on my feet, our music banging in the streets
The young B.G.'s, really love to thump
f*ck radio and BET, I'm out here bumping in the trunk
For the girls popping pus*y, and the boys with the blow
Cadillac'ers and flat-backers, I'm out here repping for it ho'

[Hook: Pimp C]
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die
I just wanna celebrate
Cause trill n*ggas don't die

[Verse 4: Bun B]
Can't any man, boy or woman take away my soul
It's a gift given from God, and I'm keeping a tight hold
The world is ugly and cold, trying to make me the same
But I'mma keep it one hundred, when it come to the game
Tame attitude, they get the wolves to grouping up
They laying boys down, they future they scooping up
We keep it click tight, so when n*ggas start lurking
In the dark heaters start, anybody start j*rking
Put my work in on the reg', the powder in the keg
A dragging society, don't borrow don't beg
For tomorrow so gon 'head with your pity, I'mma be cool
Kindergardeners was looking up to me, in pre-school
Down with Pimp C fool, and P-A-T the town
Representing it to the fullest, till I'm gone I hold it down
Bun Beater, would never sell you no lie
So if you ask for the truth, I'mma reply to trill n*ggas don't die
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