This Nigga Die

[B.G.]

Ain't this a bitch

(Hook-2x)

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die

If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry

[B.G. {talking underneath hook}]

(?????) - fuck it

Someone gotta handle that

Checkmate, nigga

[B.G.]

Nigga done crept down and put ten in my dog

He the only son, so you know his mom's goin' off

I wouldn't be a true nigga if I let this slide

Gotta saddle up - I gotta strap up and ride

My nigga momma gon' cry, then your momma gon' cry

One less in my clique, one in your clique gon' die

It's the game - you forgot it's eye for a eye

Body for body, so you gon' respect my mind

You done started somethin' I'ma take real far

Everyday is shootouts - you done started guerrilla war

It got me hurtin' to see my dog people in grief

So it's law I bring the same pain to your peeps

I'm dressed to kill: black-hooded, black souljas and 'Bauds

When I spot ya I'ma let the stop on the SK unfold

When you hear that: chukah-blauw!! chukah-blauw!!

I'm tellin' you it's too late to run now

(Hook)

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die

If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die

If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die

If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry

If this nigga die, there's gon' be consequences and repercussions - believe that

[B.G.]

In the streets I gotta have that mind frame "fuck it"

Gotta keep my nuts dropped - can't be fearin' nothin'

When you're thuggin', nigga always into somethin'

When you're hustlin', never know when nigga gon' say, "Up it."

My dog had a deal planned with some new connect

Barely knew 'em, and trust 'em - ain't wear his vest

He got there thinkin' the deal was gon' go sweet

They already had it planned to keep the money and ki's

They hit him up: two to the head, two to the chest, two to the neck

And left him there to meet his death

I feel guilty lettin' him go solo

Even though he told me, "Chill", I still should've rolled

So now I'm in some beef with niggas I barely know

I met 'em once, but I use to fuck one of they ho

I hit her up for some info and broke her off proper

Go to they hideout and release that chopper

(Hook)

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die

If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die

If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die

If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die -

consequences and repercussions

[B.G.]

This stank bitch that I grew up with in the hood

My nigga jocked her - I warned him that she was no good

But fuck me - he heard the pussy was the shit

He went, got caught up, got pussy-whipped

Every night he sleepin' by this stank bitch

And I told him she threw crosses and she'll set him up for shit

But he ain't listen, he tell me mind my biz

Now some niggas went there, took him out there and split his wig

I ain't know that's where he start to stash his yay

He knew better to keep work where his head gon' lay

But fuck that, I gotta put some iron on her

Gotta release all seventeen out the nine on her

One of my hoes saw her shakin' ass in the club

She hurried up, went to the phone and hit me up

I spinned 'round, saw her, and straight cut loose

Jive ho, this from him through me straight to you

(Hook)

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die

If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die

If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die

If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die -

it's gon' be a eye for an eye

Consequences and repercussions