the life of a g if my death is anything like my life then i mma 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 nigga what hit you up with the mack nigga what you ain t fuckin with pap sendin shots at me i m bustin em back so i ride around the town with the gun in my lap ayo my bond is my life my word is my bond you pull the 2 5 i mma pull the fofo long niggas can t stop my reign my buzz too strong 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 niggas 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 killer 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 if my death is anything like my life then i mma 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 nigga what hit you up with the mack nigga what you ain t fuckin with pap sendin shots at me i m bustin em back so i ride around the town with the gun in my lap  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 niggas poker dots like charmane sayin they killers man when they gon start killin when blood starts spillin ya ll start sayin ya ll chillin let them outta town niggas catch ya ll slippin pump work on the block took food outta ya ll kitchen flossed in ya parties sexed 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 nigga soft i don t feel him if his feelings ain t hard if my death is anything like my life then i mma 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 nigga what hit you up with the mack nigga what you ain t fuckin with pap sendin shots at me i m bustin em back so i ride around the town with the gun in my lap cause snatch you sharks out the ocean and watch you die take you guppies out the fish tank and let you dry kill you piranhas at at the blink of an eye but i ain t thinkin bout you i got some bigger fish to fry cause when a nigga 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 nigga follow my whip i ain t gon scream and shout i mma lead em to his death that s what i m about call my homie on the cell you chillin no doubt these niggas followin the whip they must think i m a slouch i mma ride through the block by the club house when you see the car behind me air that shit out if my death is anything like my life then i mma 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 nigga what hit you up with the mack nigga what you ain t fuckin with pap sendin shots at me i m bustin em back so i ride around the town with the gun in my lap