Do Or Die

Lyrics

[Intro: Brother Minister A. Samad Muhammad & Tommy Wright III] Either you choose life, or you choose death Either you choose life, or you choose death Based on the decision that you make God has come and offered you life Your enemy can only offer you death (Row) If you choose to stay with your enemy, then you choose death (Deathrow) If you choose to leave the enemy and strike out into the unknown (Into the unknown) [Chorus: Tommy Wright III] Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide [Verse 1: Dirty Red] In my situation of total devastation Spread my hustle all across the motherfuckin' nation Niggas wanna click up, it don't matter 'cause you'll get buck I'm tryna make some bone first, cause I'm tearin' patches out yo heart When you start to stir like you come from Corner Village Blood gon' start to spillin', my Gat gon' start to drillin' Niggas in the head with that infrared beamin' Blood is steady streamin', you fuckin' with a demon Niggas, I, and murderers in the South is where I dwell With plenty of clientele, and I got them Gats as well So don't try to run up, 'cause I'm quick to pull that gun up I'm askin' questions last, 'cause I'm sure as hell gon' blast A nigga in the past with that motherfuckin' dumb-shit You don't know who you fuckin' with, I roam with a gangster clique D-I-R-T-Y-R-E-D is not afraid of you hoes You gon' die or I'm gon' die, and that's just how the story goes [Interlude: Dirty Red] Yeah, Dirty Red up in this bitch And I want you boys to know on Corner Village I'm not runnin', and I'm not hidin' from neither one of you hoes You know I'm sayin', a nigga look for me if they want to or get they ass blast What's up my nigga Lil' Bay? [Chorus: Tommy Wright III] Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide [Verse 2: Tommy Wright III] Down for my crown, ten toes down, Tommy ain't givin' a fuck Runnin' and gunnin' a TEC in my coat When I open my trench if a nigga's best built Niggas who trippin' and scrapin' A bullet on side of they face just for fuckin' with Tommy The nigga that's creepin' and sneakin' and peekin' And bustin' wide seekin' the beautiful money Isn't it funny how a nigga get scared? Watch me put a forty-five to a nigga head "Please don't shoot", first thing that he say Then he hit his knees and begin to pray Trick, quit cryin' on my motherfuckin' grain Here leave him at a stand still once he hear it cock Look him in the face, put the gun between his eyes Piss runnin' down his leg, Tommy Wright ain't surprise Do or die, cause a hizzno gotta go in the mist of the pistol smoke Mind of a criminal makin' me dog out a dirty ho When I be going for broke Die motherfucker, die motherfucker, die Since that day I seen Boyz In Tha Hood I always wanted to do a drive-by Buck a nigga down to the ground hangin' out the sunroof With the Glock cocked ready, aim, fire Grippin' the .44, lookin' from side to side Tryna find victims to be in a drive-by On a mission, as I creep deep with a clique thick as John Gotti Doggin' the bitches and hoggin' the riches And fillin' these ditches with dead bodies [Interlude: Tommy Wright III] Straight from a hood called Memphis, Tennessee Do or die, no lie, this shit ain't gon' stop 'til my casket drop One man gang, Tommy Wright III known as Tommy Three Down with Ten Wanted Men 'tll the world end Street Smart in charge [Chorus: Tommy Wright II] Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide Die motherfucker, 'cause you knew this was a do or die Either you gon' die or I'm gon' die I-I-It's a homicide [Verse 3: Project Pimp] Thinkin' of a plan, do or die, you can try Project Pimp gon' spill your blood Comin' through the door, who is that? Finna blast with the mask, got a all tight glove Lunatic, lunatic beggin' for mercy, one hit, now yo Tommys, they covered with holes Psycho Pimp maniac, devious, ready to shoot a bitch, leavin' yo' family froze P to the R, to the O-J-E-C-T to the P-I-M-P, blast Four to the four with the scope to ya face What you say, I'm finna kill your ass Fillin' you up with hollow tips If you play, nigga, you'll probably catch a slug Fuckin' with one of these here, nigga, die Nigga, makin' you lose a pint of blood Jumpin' up outta the Chevy, the buckshots will scatter and leavin' you dead in the street Project Pimp buckin' you bitches So quickly puttin' you sissy-ass bitches to sleep Lockin' him up in the trunk for those nights He was screamin' and hollerin' I know he was scared Forty-four buck in the trunk outta luck No more bitchin', I'll note that this nigga was dead Gunnin' and gunnin', fuck runnin' It funny how suckers can call themselves killers and thugs Blastin' that ho he was snitchin' He got a gun fillin' him up wid them forty-four slugs Killin' and pimpin' it's all in my system So bitches and niggas got trouble for real Rest in peace, sucker, don't fuck with me Project Pimp, nigga, you only got one life to live, bitch