(Intro) They say you live by it, die by it The life of a G... (Hook) If my d**h is anything like my life Then I'ma die like a G Throw your hammers up in the sky just for me I don't live in the Stuy, the Stuy live in me n***a what! Hit you up with the Mack n***a what! You ain't f**in' with Pap Sendin' shots at me, I'm bustin 'em back So I ride around the town with the gun in my lap (Verse 1) Ayo my bond is my life, my word is my bond You pull the 2-5, I'ma pull the FoFo long n***as can't stop my reign, my buzz too strong sponsored links I was here when you came, I'll be here when you gone Keep talkin' like you tough when you're singin' ya song I blow ya head off, make the morgue sow it back on n***as catch beef in the night, and slip in the dawn That's why the most bodies get dropped in the early morn' When the body gets scooped up and shipped to the morgue The k**er go in the crib and pillow talk to his girl Baby mom say she gon' send him where he belong Call the cops that's what happens when the woman is scorned At the end of most arguments somebody get warned Always gotta be right, just admit when you wrong Say you gon' ride through the hood and blow your chromes But you just bop through the hood and blow your horn (Hook) If my d**h is anything like my life Then I'ma die like a G Throw your hammers up in the sky just for me I don't live in the Stuy, the Stuy live in me n***a what! Hit you up with the Mack n***a what! You ain't f**in' with Pap Sendin' shots at me, I'm bustin 'em back So I ride around the town with the gun in my lap (Verse 2) Feel like I'm Tarzan, aw man, my girl Jane My homies wild like the animals we all bang Lookin' for this coward 'cause he owe me some small change Heard he in the gambling spot, How you gon' gamble while you owe me homie? I ran up in the card game with that long thing I'm puttin' dots on they heads while they playing poker I ain't playin' with ya'll lames, Man I gave them n***as polka dots like Charmane Sayin' they k**ers, man when they gon' start k**in' When blood starts spillin' ya'll start sayin' ya'll chillin' Let them outta town n***as catch ya'll slippin' Pump work on the block, took food outta ya'll kitchen Flossed in ya parties, s**ed all of ya'll women You runnin' round talkin' bout you ain't got no hard feelings You ain't got no hard feelings 'cause you're really a broad This n***a soft, I don't feel him if his feelings ain't hard (Hook) If my d**h is anything like my life Then I'ma die like a G Throw your hammers up in the sky just for me I don't live in the Stuy, the Stuy live in me n***a what! Hit you up with the Mack n***a what! You ain't f**in' with Pap Sendin' shots at me, I'm bustin 'em back So I ride around the town with the gun in my lap (Verse 3) 'Cause snatch you sharks out the ocean, and watch you die Take you guppies out the fish tank and let you dry k** you piranhas at the blink of an eye But I ain't thinkin' bout you I got some bigger fish to fry 'Cause when a n***a live the thug life and somebody hit 'em The family always wanna blame the person who with 'em So if you was with your homie and ya'll got hit up And he ain't make it and you make it then you better grip up Now it's more homicide, more bloodshed 'Cause all they really wanna know is why you ain't dead A n***a follow my whip I ain't gon' scream and shout I'ma lead 'em to his d**h, that's what I'm about Call my homie on the cell, you chillin no doubt These n***as followin' the whip, they must think I'm a slouch I'ma ride through the block, by the club house When you see the car behind me, air that sh** out (Hook) If my d**h is anything like my life Then I'ma die like a G Throw your hammers up in the sky just for me I don't live in the Stuy, the Stuy live in me n***a what! Hit you up with the Mack n***a what! You ain't f**in' with Pap Sendin' shots at me, I'm bustin 'em back So I ride around the town with the gun in my lap