dice - lonely ruthless lyrics
i run up on yo’ granny, sn+tch her purse and then shoot her
i needs the motherf+ckin’ money for a brew and some buddah
i said f+ck the police, because they murdered my brotha
see daddy was a dope fiend all i had was my motha
growin’ up as a kid, they said my life wouldn’t last
n+ggas shot up my car, and i shot back at they ass
never labeled a sucka, just a poor mothaf+cka
so when you be pickin’ your cash up, i be stickin’ yo ass up
(now what you gonna do, when the dice has come to, k!ll you?
not a f+ckin’ thang…
what you gonna do when the dice has come to k!ll you?
brrrr ba ba ba a paaaa)
not a f+ckin’ thing ’cause me don’t be f+ckin’ round
see me go rob a bank, ?they f+ck ’em? then we buck ’em down
i walk through the joint with me pants all saggin’
and my mossberg draggin’…
so what’s up? me k!ll cops… ???
i’m the lonely lonely lonely ruthless n+gga…
lonely lonely lonely ruthless n+gga…
now i’m back on the block, with the brew and a glock
i do my dirt every minute so i’m checkin’ the clock
now we’re runnin’ this b+tch, and i’m up to no good
i grabbed my glock and started stickin’ n+ggas up in my hood
who used to beat me with bricks, cracked my head ’til it split
i jacked a n+gga for a cake and then my gun went, ‘booyah cl!ck!’
see daddy used to chock me with a chain and a cord
i put my pistol to his head as i cried for the lord, i said
“i do my dirt all by my lonely, so don’t you walk up on me, ’cause
n+gga you don’t know me” (you don’t know me)
“so you better keep to steppin’, or you will be a victim of 187”
la la la laaaaaaa
well my time is still runnin’, so i gots to be brief
i’m wanted dead or alive and plus i’m labeled a thief
whoever thought that i’d be doin’ all the sh+t that i do?
who gives two f+cks about me? who gives a f+ck about you??
i’m just your ruthless motherf+cker and i’m takin’ no shorts
puttin’ holes in motherf+ckers beatin’ cases in courts
i reminisce about my n+ggas that was k!lled in a drive+by
me asked myself, “why did my n+ggas have to die?”
??? ??? crack of the dawn
and my homies were dead on a lonely monday morinin’
the only one that really cared for me, lord have mercy
thats why i ???packs a cali ???
??and me won’t stop it plain and simple??
??me keeps on jaggin’?? ’til the bullet hits my temple
la la la laaaaa
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