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gangsta boo - kill or be killed lyrics

kill or be killed, in a battle field
live how you die, n-gg-, die by the skill
kill or be killed, in a battle field
live how you die, n-gg-, choose how you live
kill or be killed, in a battle field
live how you die, n-gg-, die how you live
kill or be killed, in a battle field
die by the skill, dawg, these streets are too real
this n-gg- named rob, he was hot up on the block
he sold a bunch of rocks, he ran from the cops
a young n-gg- ridin’ clean, at the age of 15
kicked up out his momma’s house, daddy was a f-ckin’ feind
he was straight, though. he ain’t have a bunch of problems
but, if he did, his revolver would solve them

stayed up in the projects, stayed breakin’ b-tches necks
stayed up in the club, fresh to death, in the gucci set
he was tryna get his act straight, so he turned to rap

he was tryna sell his last ounce, then out comes the gat
man, they tried to rob him, tried to take that n-gg-z life
but he bust them n-gg-z back, rob took the robbers life
ride, get high, visualize the moment
this is rob to the robbers, listen closely.
“man, you hoe -ss n-gg-z got me f-cked up
think ya’ll can rob a motherf-cker like this.” d-mn

“you know who the f-ck you f-ckin’ with?” oh man, he hit

“gimme my sh-t, lil’ b-tch.”
kill or be killed, in a battle field
live how you die, n-gg-, die by the skill
kill or be killed, in a battle field
live how you die, n-gg-, choose how you live
kill or be killed, in a battle field

live how you die, n-gg-, die how you live
kill or be killed, in a battle field
die by the skill, dawg, these streets are too real

okay, rob done get caught up in some crazy stuff
’cause that petty -ss robber tried to test to rob’s nuts
now, rob is on the run. the word spreadin’ through the hood

rob shot that n-gg- 5 times up by the school
and such an -ss boy, had a tape, he was snitchin’, too
that’s how the murder got linked back to rob, fool
man, this sh-t is wild. yeah, this n-gg- was a golden child

tryna come up from rags to riches like he stayed on 8 mile
f-ckin’ with that shady -ss white boy up on that dope
he shoulda known that white boy was talkin’ to them folks
rob gone up outta dodge, called his lawyer, told him the biz

told him he ain’t have no control over the sh-t that he just did
man, keep a n-gg- straight if a case get up on me.(fo sho’)

i was comin’ clean out the streets to the industry. (end of show)
“man, that’s f-cked up, man
a n-gg- tryna do sumn positive, man, always gotta turn out deadly.”
it’s serious in the streets… it’s watchin’

kill or be killed, in a battle field
die by the skill, dawg, these streets are too real
kill or be killed, in a battle field

live how you die, n-gg-, die by the skill

kill or be killed, in a battle field
live how you die, n-gg-, choose how you live
kill or be killed, in a battle field

live how you die, n-gg-, die how you live
kill or be killed, in a battle field
die by the skill, dawg, these streets are too real

- gangsta boo lyrics

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