When Death Becomes U(Album Version (Edited)) feat. 50 Cent

歌詞

[M.O.P Intro] Hahahahahaaa Yeah Nigga Whoo.. The Smoke of New York Get up, Come On! Ah! [50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus] There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. (whoooooo) Can front if you want to, but niggas who murk you'll (come on) Come to your tombstone and piss on your grave.. You a rider right, that ride tonight (come on) Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (come on) Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or be killed (come on) Nigga shit is real in the field... [Billy Danze Verse] What's the procedures nigga, when you got a hammer in your mouth? Will you lay down and cry, will you stand up and die Like the man that I am? *Fire!!* Yes Yes, give 'em the whole thang I'm a legend in the town, Nowww Since your all gangstered up lets get the f**k down Big Bill Danze an' I'm reppin' for Buck town Nigga see me dummin' im comin' clutchin' the pound Don't worry about my whereabouts We air um out, clear um out, Yes Yes The pressure's on now, you need to get your hammers up Th-th-th-th-th thats what's up You too tough nigga, you dun rap it up Brownsville, cl-cl-cl-cl-cl Clap it up! Fif put in the call.. We ready to brawl with every one of you all, Yes Yes [50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus] There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. (uh) So front if you want to (uh huh), but niggaz who murk you Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave.. (yes) You a rider right, that ride tonight Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (right) Nigga cock the steel (uh huh), this is kill or be killed (brrrrrrrr!!) Nigga shit is real in the field.. [Lil Fame Verse] You got these young niggaz hollerin "Murderer!!" Copper tops on my block like, blaka blaka blaka Niggas don't give a fuck.. I seen a nigga shoot my moms, right in front of my motherfuckin' face See in the 'ville, ain't no such a thing as a stray bullet When your index finger on the trigger and you pull it Slugs ain't never outta season (uh huh)... All you gotta do is give a motherfucker one reason (Uhh!) Blood stains on the cement.. Same place he stood, thats what they leave 'em Don't black it out, let's just squeezin' off with your gun (uh huh) 'Cause you gon' get your punk ass robbed with the young You know the drill... I'ma give your ass 3 seconds to bounce and you better not jump 1.... Fuck that... [3 gunshots].. Punk bitch!.. Rest in bits! [50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus] There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. So front if you want to (uh huh), but niggas who murk you Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave.. You a rider right, down to ride tonight Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. Nigga cock the steel (uh huh), this is kill or be killed Nigga shit is real in the field..