Lil Wayne - Don't Die Lyrics
Yeah...yeahCheck Me Out Man..yeah[lil Wayne]Original Gangsta, Black Clothes And BangersBullet Shells And Chambers, Fill The L's UpWe Stay Low From The Ranges Cause They Tryin To Tame Us, But We BrainlessAnd Just Think, I'm One Sell Out Record Away From Being FamousShit I Guess I Ain't ItYou Could Paint It How You May, But I Remain This Gangsta 'til The Day I LayWhere The Worms StayI Spit It For My Nigga's SakeI Spit It For Myself A Long Time AgoGot A Few Houses, Few Whips, Few CondosI'm So Straight I'm PointinThe Game Is Hurtin, And Baby Boy The OintmentBaby Boy The President NowShit You Gotta Make An AppointmentTwo Record LabelsYou Should Come Join 'emDo Check The LabelAnd Make Sure It's Yellow Or Rose 'fore You Bring It To My Table[chorus: Lil Wayne]Gansta's Don't Die, They Get Chubby And They Move To Miami, I Move To MiamiI'm Banned From Wet Willies, But A Nigga Like ***** ItI'm Still A G, Thuggin Out In Public, Believe ItGansta's Don't Die, They Get Chubby And They Move To Miami, I Move To MiamiI'm Banned From Wet Willies, But A Nigga Like ***** ItI'm Still A G, Thuggin Out In Public, Straight Up[birdman]Yeah...Nigga Playin, Doing About 180Mazeratti, Matchin Drop Top Sun ShadeGotta Be Fly, P1 Nigga, Spent About Five On A Condo High In The SkyG4 Whenever, Fly In Any WeatherHad To Pop A Few Pussies That Was Bad FeathersMillion On The FloorThats Fo' Sho' That Lil' Homie Got The Flow, So We All Just Goin FlowAnd Don't Think About The PastA Little Water Came, Now We Floatin On EverythingNiggaz Doing About Anything, Killin While They HustlinNiggaz Puttin It In For The ChangeSo We Headed To The Game, Culpepper Gettin His Roll OnI'm On The Side With That BlingAnd Outside, Got Them ThangsThem Phantoms Out There, We Do It Up, Switchin Lanes[chorus][lil Wayne]Naw, Don't ***** With That DoggYo, I'm Gonna Knock Your *****in Head OffAnd I'm Coming Back HardStunner Get Me To Work, And I'm Runnin That OffI'm Comin Back With It, And Let My Team Split ItWith A Swagger You Can't Get, Naw You Can't Get ItShit, ***** I Pop Like Diddy, I Pop Like When He Goin Stop? When It's EmptyAnd You Still Drawing Leonardo D'vinci[birdman]Trap Me, I'm In There Early, Gettin Money Ridin DirtyUptown Puttin In Down Blowin Out The PoundDuffle Bag Full Of Cash When I Come AroundThe Lil' Homie Got The Game So I Put Him DownHold My Town, World Wide Wearin A CrownLike Father Like Son, Got It Off The MoundLike Father Like Son, Nigga's Stand Their GroundsLike Father Like Son, Nigga ***** Them Clowns[chorus][birdman (over Chorus)]Yeah Nigga,Un-*****in-believableI Know Y'all Hear Some More Shit About Me And My Little Young NiggaYou Know, They Mouth Like They AssAnything Will Come Outta That Mother*****er Ya' Heard MeBig Shouts To All Them Cities Who Opened Your Arms To Us NiggaAnd Let Us Through That Mother*****er, Ya' Heard MeCause That Water Ran Us Out That Mother*****er, But We Did Bounce BackBelieve That 305, 404, 713, All That, Dallas, KansasEverybody Ya' Heard Me, Oklahoma, Yeah, Everybody, The Whole World
