DO OR DIE - Caine House lyrics
rate meChorus<br><br>So I told you where I hang out<br>Ya got some sellin then<br>Haller my name out<br>Remember man me an you<br>Runnin up out the cain house<br>Nigga just for you I blow his brains out<br>I blow his brains out<br>Ill blow his mutherfuckin brains out<br><br>So I told you where I hang out<br>Ya got some sellin then<br>Haller my name out<br>Remember man me an you<br>Runnin up out the cain house<br>Nigga just for you I blow his brains out<br>I blow his brains out<br>Ill blow his mutherfuckin brains out<br><br>Verso one<br><br>Two of my hommies got killed<br>From the hollow point tips<br>Cepts it looks like hell<br>Three point five million<br>From those narcotic sells<br>Gang signs thats maile<br>Seventy two hours incarcerated<br>All becouse my hood floss bloody body's<br>On the pavement<br>That playa hater shit<br>Is what brings that type of drama<br>What a nigga need to start doin<br>Is just kidnappin your mama<br>Catch me in the game for 8 years<br>So watch my nigga catch stripes<br>In the middle of the night<br>Seein fiends smoke pipes<br>Dub sacks an coniac<br>Helps me deal with these phonies<br>Busters sellin for g's that I stack<br>From the back to ponies<br>I got hommies with l's on they backs<br>Who fell through the crack<br>And hidin shank's under they mattress<br>Where were you<br>When will you realise<br>When cockin glocks<br>To pop those cops<br>Makes a mil of these blocks<br>Ride in drop tops<br>Be foolin with g-nocks<br>Dont trust those bitches<br>They choose to squish and let em squeel<br>Go ahead and trust em<br>You'll have no money screamin biaatch<br>To tha billi ba-bang<br>The reflections drummin like solo<br>Hold on like en vogue<br>Put out that endo<br>Let down the window<br>Tec's to our set<br>Seventeen to mix with the bullshit<br>Lettin em know at the do' with the full clip<br>When you bust at me<br>That nigga slip<br>They steady runnin<br>The gun<br>To keep the nigga off that lay low<br>Got niggs on the pay roll<br>That'll kill when I say so<br>Three hay-lo's<br>It gets so fatel<br>On warnell talk to no one<br>Sometimes it gets to the point i<br>Cock my ho's see what I'm sayin<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse two<br><br>The lord is smokin<br>Thats why my life<br>Has been this livin hell<br>For the thug life up on the street<br>And to the prison cell<br>Unlawfull use is what<br>They caught me with a tec-9<br>An do they got probable cause<br>They never did take no time<br>Steady use of prison<br>Took another brothers man hood<br>They choose next time<br>Up under the bench<br>They say it's all good<br>But I was young<br>Didnt know any better<br>Although I did comp out the bootcamp<br>Fly to give a brotha seven<br>Years of prison teirs<br>My hommies pourin beers<br>I guess this henny<br>Should be life of what a thug lives<br>My only hurt<br>Maybe wont be my last<br>But heres a tip for these cops<br>Next time I'm goin out with a blast<br>So if you look up in this black man's<br>Eyes of straight madness<br>Ready to buck you down<br>Upon the ground<br>For all my past teachers<br>Give your souls up<br>If your showed up<br>Dont hold up<br>We do or die<br>And you know we<br>Straight soldiers<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Nigga I got your back<br>You got mine<br>Lets keep it comin<br>Throw your guns in the air<br>Uh-uh no time for runnin<br>They'll miss the gunnin<br>Its do or die<br>When we ride out<br>Niggero you comin<br>Lets leave the scene<br>And go and hide out<br>An miss the trippin<br>Trippin an clippin<br>Lets get to dippin<br>Mutherfuck gonna die<br>Becouse he lied<br>About my hommie flippin<br>Swole head and a broke jaw<br>Fuck that<br>My nigga you dead an gone<br>But you better believe<br>Im bustin back<br>Aint got no time<br>For individuals<br>Who just wanna trip<br>You done broke his jaw<br>You done broke my law<br>So now I gots to dip<br>Now whip<br>Up on that ass<br>With this nine milla<br>You ain't fuckin with a ho<br>You fuckin with a po<br>That be a stone killa<br>My nigga dead an gone<br>So rest in peace an close his casket<br>Thiers plenty more chances<br>If it takes ten years<br>I swear ill kill this basterd<br>To war zone grab that chrome<br>Plus the clip that matches<br>Retalliation is a must<br>Thats why I'm kickin asses<br>These bhn they straight be trippin<br>Cus the hood I come from<br>Thats why I'm packin<br>Fully be jackin<br>Cus these ho's don't want none<br>Cant get along<br>Keep this mo<br>Im talkin player rythem<br>Got niggas on the side<br>Whose bitin ears<br>By spittin negatism<br>I got my ninner<br>Off of safety<br>Ready to try it out<br>What made me do it<br>It was hood when I ride out<br>From north or south<br>To the east to the west<br>Who rolls the best<br>So fuck your chief<br>His ass gonna die<br>When I load this tec<br><br>Chorus<br><br>To them niggas in the pen<br>Who got sent up for this bullshit<br>Yea pullin triggas fo' bigger figgas<br>Thats it them niggas loyal to this game<br>And some of these niggas ain't your hommies<br>The niggas you think are your hommies are not your hommies<br>So when you look behind your back<br>That mutherfucker might be havin a knife stabbin you<br>So you watch that shit<br>Its real<br>About that pen nigga<br>To the niggas on the street an in the pen yea
