SBOE - Death Before Dishonor lyrics
rate mefeat. Smoke DZA & Big K.R.I.T
Broad daylight I seen it go bad
I’m talking 9 AM right in front the lowest path
.40 on me low with only six shots
Crept behind a tree, I bet he thought I fucking died
Just want the block, I sent six and I did
Night before, in the mall, niggas got it on
Had to get ‘em off me so I let go far
Ten shots gone, now I’m fucking up them more
Just another day around my weight, boy
The day they free SP I’ll be at the gate
Sup told me, watch out for them phonies
They try to call you, acting like they know you
Now they owe you and now they tryina show you
Fuck ‘em all, God willing, let the Lord tell ‘em
Got some drastic measures, let the pain outweigh the pleasure
Till my last breath, this has to be till my death
Fuck nigga, I don’t ride without it
Catch you slipping, your ass is gone
SBOE, death before dishonor
Yeah, you don’t want no problems
You don’t want no problems
You don’t want no problems
SBOE, death before dishonor
Death before dishonor, death before dishonor
SBOE
When I was outside you was in the cradle
When I was hustling, you was home watching cable
You never seen a game of shakers turn fatal
Nigga fighting for his life and he just wasn’t able
Can’t enable, fuck up the empire
Seen the strongest niggas turn Samson to Delilah
Hustlers always pull through, something like MacGyver
People work on your partner, and you thought the kid was alright
Niggas beefing in their cribs got shot off, popped off of missing product
Thought he game, but never got up, brains leak courtesy of the street
Nigga, charge it to the game, don’t forget receipt, DZA
Fuck nigga, I don’t ride without it
Catch you slipping, your ass is gone
SBOE, death before dishonor
Yeah, you don’t want no problems
You don’t want no problems
You don’t want no problems
SBOE, death before dishonor
Death before dishonor, death before dishonor
SBOE
Shit, I see you got me twist and shouting
‘Cause niggas didn’t see me come up
They claim I murder, I toss a hurdle
If they try to run up, gun up, no man
Cut up into the chowder
Fuck what you talking about
‘Cause all my partners with me ain’t rappers
Push that wood into destruction, she’d get mine a lot
Would it come to me and ma, you can kiss your ass goodbye
Death before dishonor, I put that on heavy metal
‘Cause most these niggas gushy is pussy, you can smell ‘em
I never set ‘em for no fuck shit, I can’t do that
Frontin’ with your chest, die, get your blue back
Get your bleed on, this could screw that
This will put you through that
That bargain really don’t matter but beef, I heard that you’re to that
Let’s go
Fuck nigga, I don’t ride without it
Catch you slipping, your ass is gone
SBOE, death before dishonor
Yeah, you don’t want no problems
You don’t want no problems
You don’t want no problems
SBOE, death before dishonor
Death before dishonor, death before dishonor
SBOE
