DJ DramaNever Die

[Intro: cee-lo green] I pour out a little liquor (uh-huh) Rip to my n****s (rest in peace) I pour out a little liquor [Verse 1: jadakiss] Evil thoughts in your mind keep running through Not quite sure what you wanna do Like, what is this world coming to? Life goes on even if you don't want it to (uh-huh) It's a sad ride home If the good die young do the bad die old? (let me know) I'm just trying to carry my load Another good n***a livin but the bad got gold Lookin for the lord but the devil spoke to you When you lose a loved one or somebody that's close to you People turning they back meaning the most to you Then you find out your man is sending them folks to you Maybe you she'd a tear and you never cry Always true to your word and you never lie Got your hand on them birds you would let em fly Yeah, cause real n****s never die (what?) [Hook: cee-lo green] Somebody tell me why Why the good die young Sometimes it makes me cry (cry) To know that you're mine Hold on to the memories Not a day goes by I Hear a voice and dry those eyes Cause real n****s never die (real n****s never die) They never die, no Real n****s never die (real n****s never die) They never die Real n****s never die [Verse 2: nipsey hu$$le] I had love for this music But ain't know how to pursue it Was frustrated as a teen I needed money for buicks? My shirt was stained from the sewage N****s rockin' the newest I dealt with it for the moment but couldn't call it the future I'm down a block from the shootin' It started to sound like recruitin' Seein' n****s I grew which lead to funeral music And I was only fifteen I parted ways with my schoolin' My first seven and? Of work were like my holy communion And now I'm turnt out The block hot, n****s burnt out With no heart it's cold cash that we search out We got? We heard shots then we 'sperse out Retaliation, get back Exactly what the turf bout And it's a game of young n****s I was heard 'bout On the real I almost she'd tears in the church house Back when I thought real n****s couldn't die Turned out I was wrong but still couldn't cry [Hook:] [Verse 3: young jeezy] She said everybody real, where the fakers at? She said everybody trill, where the flakers at? Trynta break em down, where the tables at? Dufflebag full of cash like, where vegas at? ? Tables life's a gamble, what a n***a want? Now I'm lookin round like, what have a n***a done? My lord my god, I'm used to hustlin hard Guess they find it hard how a n***a beat the odds No illuminati never been a fan of saints That's what happens when you room biggest in the states Same rubberband my cuttin tire? Braids with We ain't cut the same car my auntsie played spades with What you know about fire eatin off a half Let's fire muhfuckas now you do the math I'd say more on these rap n****s don't lie This is real n***a s**t and real n****s don't die [Hook:] [Outro: cee-lo green] I pour out a little liquor Rip to my n****s I pour out a little liquor Rip to my n****s
Lyricsfreak.com © 2014