I Don’t Wanna Die

Spice 1 & Q Bosilini & Worldwide & Ronnie Spencer - Rap, G-Funk
I Don’t Wanna Die
2 Plays
Duration: 4:25
Lyrics
[Intro: Ronnie Spencer & Pimp C] Yeah Hooooo Hooooo Swing down, I don't wanna die I don't wanna die [Chorus: Pimp C & Ronnie Spencer] Swing down sweet chariot stop, (Yeah) Don't let me die (Let me die)Swing down, I don't wanna die (Let me die) Swing down, I don't wanna die, I (I don't wanna die) Swing down, I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die [Verse 1: Spice 1] Sweet chariot swingin' down (down), I don't wanna die (Die) Hear Harriet screamin' now, young black man fly Me and my goons, wish a mafucka would We attack like them lil' Niglets, from Tales from the Hood But I know we all gotta go one day Nigga you know you can't cheat death, it won't go away That's why you gotta do the things that you love doin' While you still alive Some people jump out of airplanes just to get high of life But they don't wanna die, they just doin' it for the thrill of it The niggas in my hood, they doin' it for the kill of it Exhilaratin', watchin' niggas hatin' in my hood is like Niggas offered this some yellow brand, yellow puddin' See I'm deep in the game, far from just havin' my foot in You just actin' like a boy in the hood, Cuba Gooding We be really ridin', we be really rollin' round the corner like Blaow-b-bla-b-b-bla-blaooow, you don't wanna die [Chorus: Pimp C & Ronnie Spencer] Swing down, sweet chariot stop Don't let me die (Don't let me die) Swing down, I don't wanna die (I don't wanna die)(Let me die) Swing down, (Spice, what's happenin?) I don't wanna die, I (Aw you gotta swing down) Swing down, (Q Bosilini in this bitch) I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die(I don't wanna die) [Verse 2: Q Bosilini] Yo everybody want Heaven but nobody know the Lord (The Lord) I see the signs of the times that they ignored (They ignored) Fast hoes and this money got they full attention (Ugh) Half my schoolmates dead or either in the prison (Damn) But some we're beamed up, holed up with Jesus (Jesus) They couldn't strap on my side, they leave you clean cut (Baow) And, bitch, it ain't no love, love would take advantage Steal from ya, fuck ya over, yeah ya own family (Nah) Some of 'em did grammy, some slang to mothafuckas (Hehe) Sold to an undercover, told on his own brother (Man) Ay pussy how I gut you, the world better without ya Catch ya at the red light with ya bass poundin' Stay on your P, potna, peace ain't cheap, potna Really fake as fuck, at the same time in these streets, potna Nintey degress and I still got the heater on me AIn't tryna die been a while since I've seen the preacher, homie [Chorus: Pimp C & Ronnie Spencer] Swing down, sweet chariot stop Don't let me die (Don't let me die) Swing down, I don't wanna die (I don't wanna die)(Let me die) Swing down, I don't wanna die, I (Yeah) Swing down (You gotta swing down) I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die [Verse 3: Worldwide] Look, look Livin' everyday like it's my last and I won't answer If I don't like the question asked, man, what they talkin' 'bout? Blind from that lone star, worldwide showin' nekked ass Like a pornstar, let my nuts hang, while I swang, bitch, I'm so hard Think you seeing eye, nigga, you out ya mind Hold up, roll up, po up came from nothin' Now you know us, Devil on us cuttin' corners, niggas tryna make it home Laws don't wanna see that happen, if I roll it know it strong What you on, bidness on my phone, bitches on my phone All that, that wood [?] Niggas front and fall back they switched up could've called that On some psychic shit, thangs I used to love don't even like that shit High as I can get, eyes always low but never blinded shit Worldwide, nawf east side, deuce dime, she still timeless while yo time tick Please hop off my dick, bitches gravitate to fly shit Tryna live forever, nigga [Chorus: Pimp C & Ronnie Spencer] Swing down, sweet chariot stop (Sweet) don't let me die (You gotta swing down) Swing down I don't wanna die (Let me die) (I don't wanna die) Swing down, I don't wanna die, I (Oh oh) Swing down, I don't wanna die, (Yeah, yeah) I don't wanna die [Outro: Spice 1] Yeah, man, Pimp I can't believe you gone my nigga You know the first thing I seen After I got shot that night and woke up in the hospital, man First thing I seen was you on the news, man At the Mondrian, they said my homeboy was dead But you know what? But you ain't dead, homie
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Credits
- Writers
- Spice 1
- Q Bosilini
- Worldwide
- Ronnie Spencer