e fo eva dyin slow but in da end im goin breath. (Chorus x2) im dyin...dyin slow mammaz cryin...cuz im dyin slow ain' no lyin bout it cuz it jus make it worse im dyin
young This song is dedicated to all them Young kids and people that are innocent That died young At Columbine High Rest in Peace (Oklahoma) Outlawz Lil' young
leave when ya need me I do ya just like daddy ---------------------------- I met her when she was younger when her daddy died when she was younger her
All you gotta do is put your hair down, get your mind right Knahmean? I'm here for you, yo Relax yourself, let your conscience be free You now rollin with them thugs
(feat. D-Tay, First Born, Rizin Sun) You can smoke one to the head to this Rizin Sun, Young Buck (What), First Born (What), and D-Tay Them four hard
don't know How many times do I have to sit in and grown I'm a Young Buck, but still enough to know when you niggas is hoe [Young Buck:] I still remember
(feat. Slim Thug & Bun B) [Slim Thug:] Yeah, Slim Thugga, the motha fuckin boss (It's southern smoke you heard me) Bosshog outlawz boyz in blue (Southern
is put your hair down, get your mind right You know what I mean? I'm here for you, yo Relax yourself, let your conscience be free You now rollin' with them thugs
them Nike's? Oh, you like them, yeah? They look good on me, you wanna cop a pair Though it takes some time, we still love everybody Them like my thug
don't give a damn, they want who got the cheap price I'm tryin' to keep right, get it in dough You see people is dyin' fast and the money is slow We
You can smoke one to the head to this Rizin Sun, Young Buck (What), First Born (What), and D-Tay Them four hard hitters nigga and we back Another dope
doubt, get yo money Throw yo hands in the air Yeah, just like daddy baby Know you got somewhere to go tonight 'Cause you a thug nigga, thug nigga, the thug
knowin' he was dyin' slower I guess I see ya when I see ya soldier Does anybody have an answer why? It seems the good die young Can anybody tell me
you make it, eat a meal and get naked You can, walk in yo drawers and nobody could say shit I got STL tatted on my right arm, some of 'em saw 'em I ain't dyin
Chorus *(phats bossalini & val young)* 2x That's the ballers feud A thug changes, and love changes That's the ballers feud And best friends become strangers
the Mob, young catch punkin' heads Wishin' you was dead, layin in bed the next Nigga what did I say, to make these niggas act this way Rich thugs still
