Live Or Die Lyrics

Live Or Die lyrics

*sounds of an automatic being fired, then a single gunshot*

[Master P]
Unnnnnnnnnnnngh!  He heh
Master P and Treach, nigga
It`s all family baby
Get them Naughty boys, I got the No Limit Soldiers
And when we posse up, these niggaz gon` pay us

Chorus: Phiness, (Mystikal)

I thought I told you, have my mo-ney (Whatcha wan` do nigga?)
You got until sunrise, or lose your life (Whatcha gon` do nigga?)
We comin with them thangs, and we ready to ride
(Where they at?  Let`s GET EM!)
Are you ready to die (live or die, live or die, live or die)
(Where they at?  Let`s GET EM!)

[Vinnie]
With a little bit of taste of the bass to the face
in the place for anybody not payin-on-time
Rather be up in a six foot cell
before I let another nigga get flagrant-with-mine
And we be takin all cash, no checks, so go cancel this
I know niggaz are so scandalous
The ones I bust I`ma show em nuff ? on how many people 
thinkin that they can stand with this, sheeyit
I thought somebody told you, BOY
Them Naughty niggaz ain`t no toys
You`re f**kin with sixteen styles over sixteen bars
Sixteen car man entourage
And when we get things started, I`m the hardest artist
Styles I flips retarded
Family who can handle this
From Illtown to S.E. to Los Angeles

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[Treach]
Hear the tale, of the n`Illtown O.G., better know me
Shape the gold teeth, CD be, bring the clip shells
and Olde E and gats, so no one gets close to me
and down to scrap, raise em from that
True tradition, RAISE EM UP, and gangsta bit*hes
that`ll blaze them butts, don`t play for f**k
Now we had a dealer knock off joints, Julie`s jackin
with the drop-off point (yo what the deal nigga)
You backed out, I f**kin WITNESSED it
And have partners have to split sh*t with
(Nah, pay me now, bust it)
At sundown see I went on work
I sent a tec mount in a tennis skirt, pop the blood claat
Watch a thug rock, slugs pop
With every cop on the block, with double-eye on my mugshots
He better pay me like he postin bail
or send his hand with no nails to his mom in the mail

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[Mystikal]
Don`t look now, but I`M BACK!!
Now give me all my props again
I gotta kick your motherf**kin as* for steppin on my MOCASSINS!!
We blended with Treach and Vinnie from Naughty By Nature
It`s Mystikal with Silkk the Shocker and `nem
No Limit Lieutenant is at it again!!
Catch me in the studio, tappin in from it, actin bad with a pen!!
No blackin, no ant-draggin, no babblin
I`m grabbin the mic in the booth when they peak
I`ma gon` get me started WRASSLIN!!
Turnin and tusslin
Clutchin and musclin
I saw myself the demons when I`m BUSTIN THEM
If you wanna live you wouldn`t F**K WITH THEM
Don`t F**K WITH THEM

[Silkk the Shocker]
Ha hah, don`t f**k with them, look
Nigga, I keep a tight show, Luciano type dough
Feature Al Capone`s way out nigga, I got that type of flow
Don`t floss, if it ain`t yours
See we a bunch of feature artists, y`all a bunch of "and mores.."
Get the picture like Van Gogh, plus they done banned our tours
Catch me gettin my floss on walkin `cross marble tan floors
Can`t even touch the flow, can`t even touch no coat
Bit*h I`m made now, I can`t even much touch no mo`
f**k the whole rap game up nigga just, one of my lines
Say y`know a nigga like me, you`re lyin bit*h
cause I`m like one of a kind
From the Jerz to the five-oh we get down and dirty ya heard?
I gotta eat, so I gotta go to street, cop two keys and a bird
.. So y`all better have what you owe me!  By sundown
.. Or else I`ma get Mystikal, Naughty By Nature, my boys and `nem
.. We gonna get y`all!

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