Mr. Knightowl - Would You Die For Me lyrics

[Knightowl] That's right mothaf**as Sawed Off Records in the house b**h Some real mothaf**in gang bangers Representin to the fullest Who down to ride with me Who down to f**in die with me You down to die for me Like I'm down to rdie for you mothaf**a Sawed Off baby [Slush the Villain] I'm with my homies and I'm feelin elavated Liqour and weed gots me motivated My mind setated to go commit a crime On my enemies who will f**in bleed when I ride Better hide cause if not your gonna get shot Infrered right between the head make sure that you drop Hear the power mothaf**as cause I'm gonna blast Now your a** is remembered in the past so piss on they grave Buck on all my enemies even in d**h Waitin for the day you take your final breath And that's on the real When you get k**ed I rejoice and laugh On your a** will be decompossin under the gra** f** em all buck em all When they see me they now They just see me they go Where they screamin had it meanin for home Count up your sh** that's deamed like a wealth Like when you need the cross You pray but get no help [Chorus 1: Knightowl] Would you die for me Like I would die for you Would you still be tossin it up When we bout to get f**ed up [Chorus 2: Slush the Villain] If I you ride for me Would you ride for me ese If I die for you Would you die for me [Chorus 3: Knightowl] Would you die for me If you's to ride with me Would you be down to blastin 80's See the penetentary [Chrous 2] [Knightowl] Who wants to step to this loco I'll put the vala in your coco Intoxicated off the hennisse I got the mind swurvin So f** any one disturbin The mente I'll f** you up like Presidente Cause I'm a sick as mothaf**a That be rollin through the caiyas And I got a lot of f**in home boys up in the viayas Mi vala madre por que (?) madres Si queres bronca tu ase way que ronca Mothaf**as panic they haitn Cause they say I'm satin I'm conteplatin on my next plan to k** the man I got my dawg on the side of me Drinkin bra** moneky Nan Dog gettin all f**ed with me Smokin on the lleno Then I pa** it to my dio Manuel sh** all good fool we bang in the same hood Presidondo the big 1 3 at up in Cali Who's down for this murderous ralley [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] [Chorus 3] [Chorus 2] [Bokie Loc] n***a my soul is my own Chrome made for the wails Trippin before we had those hot rocks in your grill Like mister missed me with that twisted Get him with some sh** hey My n***as from the OC and the SD my little nephew Dre So we can put it on em don't need no oppenent Choosed to get them gangstas and them money makers on em Cause real time is crucial wicked All up in my mind to prevent the kick it All up and rise for the meal ticket Get ready to ride like roller coasters b**h Hit a switch in my lo lo all ain't knowin the Bokie Loc Yes ya'll playing n***as like ball If you wanna talk sh** you ready to get hit With my strap oh take a dirt nap 6 feet deep and sleep if you n***as won't freak Old school sheep got ya n***as shook If you ain't knowin the rhyme n***a read a book b**h [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] [Chorus 3] [Chorus 2]