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Die for a nigga Die for a nigga Would you really die for a nigga? Die for a nigga Would you really die for a nigga? (Die for me) x21 Die for the boss. (Die for the boss) Lie for the boss. (Lie for the boss) Ride for the boss. (Ride for the boss) Cry for the boss. (Cry for the boss) Tell me what's ???, tell me what's loss If you stickin' to the script you can find God When I ask you the question, just answer precise Would you take your own life for me? Would you die for me? Get your brains blown Stand in front the gun then bleed out on the floor Would you die for me? Get laid face down You said you want a thug, don't be scared now Shawty, would you die for me? Get your brains blown Stand in front the gun then bleed out on the floor Would you die for me? Get laid face down Letras de cancionesYou said you want a thug, don't be scared now Standing ovation, cl-cl-cl-clap that ass, "applausing" Yeah, came you with yo' nigga but bustin' in her ??? She dribble and bounce it, I might turn into Spalding Love & Basketball, yeah, fuck with Nia the long way Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm in the trap right now tryna parlay I might fuck Drake sister, iCarly You might stall out, bitch, don't start me! And I'm in a Honda Civic with a enough money to buy a Lamborghi-ni Feed me rappers and they trash beats! I bet I clear em all up, like a vaccine I'm spittin' on a black couch like a casting She having flashbacks, I see her from your POV Yeah, bitch need some discipline Glock with her thirsty DP a bitch, better pray I don't ??? Yeah, ever got fingered with a clip? Yeah, that's rough sex Gun powder on ya pussy lips, oh, you a tough bitch I know what you thinking "I need a nasty nigga, dirty nigga" I ain't never done none of that shit, man, I'm just fuckin' with ya But you know I did shoot a nigga in the street with a dirty pistol How you think I got teardrops on my face? I really hurt a nigga She say I'm way way too aggressive, now she skrrt a nigga Yeah, I put that pistol to her face, but I was just flirting with her! Would you die for me? Get your brains blown Stand in front the gun then bleed out on the floor Would you die for me? Get laid face down You said you want a thug, don't be scared now Shawty, would you die for me? Get your brains blown Stand in front the gun then bleed out on the floor Would you die for me? Get laid face down You said you want a thug, don't be scared now Real bitches get down on the floor in a drop top Make that pussy pop like a old bitch at a sockhop Designer bags on the floor, the .40 got the Glock hot I'm a flashy bitch, rocking Gucci, never TopShop Bitches steady hating, I can never make the opp hot Catch me with Lil Nene and my 4 up at the top spot All my bitches they gone ride, but look like she finna slide Gang up in this bitch screaming "Fuck the other side!" Bitches wanna be down with me, but ya mama raised a hoe Buckin' all on Twitter, bitch, you do that shit for show I ain't got no clowns with me, bitch all my niggas slimes Snuck them straps up on the club, bitch, they do it all the time Yeah, nigga, I'll die for you, but you can't have no hoes If I find out 'bout that bitch, then we going blow for blow I'll ride for you, put that gun up in my name If they whip this bitch over, then you better take the blame, bitch! ...die for me? Get your brains blown Stand in front the gun then bleed out on the floor Would you die for me? Get laid face down You said you want a thug, don't be scared now Shawty, would you die for me? Get your brains blown Stand in front the gun then bleed out on the floor Would you die for me? Get laid face down You said you want a thug, don't be scared now And I'm ain't playing Bitch who don't take that charge, they putting you on a t-shirt From Letras Mania