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b.g. (baby gangsta) - this nigga die lyrics

[b.g.]
ain’t this a b-tch

[hook: mannie fresh-2x]
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die
if my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon’ cry

[b.g. {talking underneath hook}]
(?????) – f-ck it
someone gotta handle that
checkmate, n-gga

[verse 1]
n-gga done crept down and put ten in my dog
he the only son, so you know his mom’s goin’ off
i wouldn’t be a true n-gga if i let this slide
gotta saddle up – i gotta strap up and ride
my n-gga momma gon’ cry, then your momma gon’ cry
one less in my clique, one in your clique gon’ die
it’s the game – you forgot it’s eye for a eye
body for body, so you gon’ respect my mind
you done started somethin’ i’ma take real far
everyday is shootouts – you done started guerrilla war
it got me hurtin’ to see my dog people in grief
so it’s law i bring the same pain to your peeps
i’m dressed to k!ll: black-hooded, black souljas and ‘bauds
when i spot ya i’ma let the stop on the sk unfold
when you hear that: chukah-blauw!! chukah-blauw!!
i’m tellin’ you it’s too late to run now

[hook]
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die
if my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon’ cry
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die
if my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon’ cry
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die
if my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon’ cry
if this n-gga die, there’s gon’ be consequences and repercussions – believe that

[verse 2]
in the streets i gotta have that mind frame “f-ck it”
gotta keep my nuts dropped – can’t be fearin’ nothin’
when you’re thuggin’, n-gga always into somethin’
when you’re hustlin’, never know when n-gga gon’ say, “up it.”
my dog had a deal planned with some new connect
barely knew ’em, and trust ’em – ain’t wear his vest
he got there thinkin’ the deal was gon’ go sweet
they already had it planned to keep the money and ki’s
they hit him up: two to the head, two to the chest, two to the neck
and left him there to meet his death
i feel guilty lettin’ him go solo
even though he told me, “chill”, i still should’ve rolled
so now i’m in some beef with n-ggas i barely know
i met ’em once, but i use to f-ck one of they ho
i hit her up for some info and broke her off proper
go to they hideout and release that chopper

[hook]
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die
if my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon’ cry
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die
if my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon’ cry
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die
if my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon’ cry
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die –
consequences and repercussions

[verse 3]
this stank b-tch that i grew up with in the hood
my n-gga jocked her – i warned him that she was no good
but f-ck me – he heard the p-ssy was the sh-t
he went, got caught up, got p-ssy-whipped
every night he sleepin’ by this stank b-tch
and i told him she threw crosses and she’ll set him up for sh-t
but he ain’t listen, he tell me mind my biz
now some n-ggas went there, took him out there and split his wig
i ain’t know that’s where he start to stash his yay
he knew better to keep work where his head gon’ lay
but f-ck that, i gotta put some iron on her
gotta release all seventeen out the nine on her
one of my hoes saw her shakin’ -ss in the club
she hurried up, went to the phone and hit me up
i spinned ’round, saw her, and straight cut loose
jive ho, this from him through me straight to you

[hook]
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die
if my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon’ cry
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die
if my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon’ cry
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die
if my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon’ cry
if this n-gga die, then a lot of n-ggas gon’ die –
it’s gon’ be a eye for an eye
consequences and repercussions

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