Letras
The Butcher comin', nigga
I know you got your gun on you, nigga
Fuck you gon' do with that though?
Guns don't make you safe but I'm strapped with mines (got mine)
It's about awareness and your reaction time (a reaction, ooh)
I gave hammers to little niggas who not responsible for 'em (damn)
The power of having a gun a big obstacle for 'em (uh)
In every hood in the country, yeah the cans flarin' (brrt)
And street niggas won't outlive their grandparents (woo)
But, fuck you 'posed to do when it's hate that they got for you?
And you easy to trace 'cause your face recognizable, huh (damn)
I kept it straight, being fake was never honorable (one hunnid)
We different 'cause runnin' 'round with snakes never bothered you (you a snake too)
Talk that tough shit, you never see me jackin' it
This heat clappin' make street savages peace advocates
I'm on the West Coast with a bitch that's East African
I used to take a nine out a brick and repackage it (yeah)
Og's put us on and we cherished it
Now I want my young niggas shooters like Pete Maravich (doot, doot, doot, doot)
Uh, you shot up a crowd and thought you was gangsta (you think you was gangsta?)
But hit a kid 'cause killers don't go to shooting ranges (fucked up)
You know my neighborhood was super dangerous
A record deal will get you lit but a robbery will make you super famous (you litty)
These new niggas just stop and pull it (uh-huh)
Traded in his innocence for a box of bullets (damn)
If there's work in the house it belong to the trapper
And gun's on tour buses always belong to the rapper, uh
(Live by it you die by it)
My little man ride around strapped
Hunting for an OP he can catch
(Live by it you die by it)
Knowing if he don't kill him he coming back
But he said he good 'cause he gonna handle that
(Live by it you die by it)
Kept mine on me wherever I was at
Heard some niggas had some money on my hat
(Live by it you die by it)
Uh, 223.'S, K's, and Mac's
You send a shooter here I'll send 'em back (yo, look)
(Live by it you die by it)
I get the drop on a nigga, it come from the hoes first
We follow the load first, that's what you call homework (yeah)
See the dope gonna lead you to the stash spot
When you see that padlock, you know it's a jackpot
Listen, for a minute robbery was my new profession (uh-huh)
Pop up at your crib dressed like UPS men
Show me where the money at or get your neck slit (I'll kill you)
And we don't even count it on to the next lick, uh
AR-15's to 21 LR's
The SK make the ground shake when it let off
Oil based, tryna to get them flakes like Kellog's
My shooter said if he don't got his gun then he fell off
(Where the fuck yo' gun at?)
Leave your head swollen with what I'm holdin' (uh)
This one on me all the way from Texas reported stolen
Go and get a gun and start buying some jewelry
If you too shook to tote then just hire security, ah
(Live by it you die by it)
My little man ride around strapped
Hunting for an OP he can catch
(Live by it you die by it)
Knowing if he don't kill him he coming back (he coming back)
But he said he good 'cause he gonna handle that
(Live by it you die by it)
Kept mine on me wherever I was at (uh)
Heard some niggas had some money on my hat (you know how we rockin')
(Live by it you die by it)
223.'S, K's, and Mac's (Sopranos, nigga)
Send a shooter here I'll send 'em back
(Live by it you die by it)