Mike-D (S.U.C.) - Don't Mind Dying lyrics

(*talking*) Come on say uh, gangsta sh** n***a G sh** come on what, uh say uh [Intro] This that gangsta talk, that gangsta music That uh gangsta walk, how the gangstas do it - 2x [Mike D] Just when you busters thought, the game was all over I'm fresh out the Pen, with backpacks on both shoulders I got bricks in one, coffee cups in the other OZ's getting baked, cause me I like em smothered I get kisses on both cheeks, cause that's how don n***as do it My people's give me work cheap, cause I run right through it I'm still gangsta n***a, doing what I wan' do Ain't no breathing this summer n***a, we playing spondu His left hand give me, sky's the limit Got that cash lil' daddy, but dog I got's to get it Cause uh I'm a hustler, from my soul And I rock the block, like I'm Billy Blonco Catch me in the all black, tinted Durango Stomping in my 9-5 Max's, and Kangos I'm back in the deck, and bout to slam another do' Wish a n***a would run up, I'ma fill him full of holes [Hook - 2x] I done told these n***as once, I don't mind dying And everything that I love, I'ma throw it on the line When these n***as go to tripping, I'ma duck aim and fire And bury motherf**ers, till the moment I retire [Den Den] See I was built from scratch, compounds of sticky Daddy had me around G's, dressed in Dickies Taught me how to use my hands, and box so well And to bury motherf**ers, that might go and tell See this world is real wicked, and full of shife And your main f**ing trigger, might take your life I stay strapped with teflons, eyes on focus Blowing on k**er green, sitting on sh** that's poking Hoping and low poking, I might die of old age So damn hard, not to hit the news page Gangs like Sadaam, with the microwave cluttered My fingers the whipper, come with grams of bu*ter Hustling like O.J., trying to beat the murder I'm in a open stride, no time to st-st-stutter And if you get in my path, I'ma bl-bl-bluck ya f**ing with a real n***a, that's down to hurt ya [Hook - 2x] [Money] It's gangsta, n***as is fronting and let me get You see I'm fired up, and two to one my life is sent To bring em already, snap necks the close of kin That be the bend, and the gra** we stacking in Real G's stack G's, on the code we falling in With the sa** name n***a, getting away I'ma route ends With some flying in, from all up for the triple win I need a triple spin, everytime for the dirt we in I got my money right, wanna go to war I'll take your life Get money for your head, send your tongue back to your wife With a pair of dice with all snake eyes, you lost your life I done buried a n***a once, don't make it twice Cause I don't mind dying, storming the lot God forgive me twice Cause I'ma have to, take another life I told these n***as once, if I been in and being shife Give me my money, don't give a damn just take his life [Hook - 2x] [Mista MJ] I done told these n***as once, won't be a second time I done lost a lot of what I love, so I don't mind dying Plus these n***as keep lying, bout what I'm supplying I'm fin's to start hog tying, and b**h n***a jaw wiring So it's kool-aid for grind, you better get your guns up You better put your funds up, cause I express wind up And it's a straight come up, go on unlock the safe And unco*k your face, cause you gon drop me the weight And I ain't leaving without it partna, your wife'll get raped Put them kids in duct tape, f**ers stocking on my face Cause I'm a basket case, I get away with no trace And if you step out of line, I'ma put you in place I'm getting down on my grind, with 44's by my spine It's the M to the I to the S-T-A-M-J, everytime I pledge allegiance to crime, I pledge allegiance to rhyme I pledge to bleed the motherf**ers, to the day they out me down [Hook - 2x]