C-BO - Til My Casket Drops Lyrics
A body fulla tack 2's, battlescars from bullet woundsNew clothes, diamond medallions from paid duesNiggas that ride til they rue with the attitude of'***** the world' from tryin to kill us everytime we moveYou're perpetratin to be a killer but I know you're fakersThem jealous cowards killed my nigga 2PAC in VegasVague kind of bullets fired, we're ready to die with open eyesI be the last man standin when the smoke diesThis world's infested with haters, wannabe playersPlayer hatin a real player cos he's livin majorNo disrespect to you redneck blood-suckin pigsIf a nigga die, just give my cash to my wife and kidsBut what you thought makes the world go roundI got an ese in the East Bay ballin a hundred poundsPush a 600 rag drop E-12Dump a 100-round clip in ya, ask about my mail[Chorus:]I try to keep my focus, on survivin and moneyCan't let them niggas smoke us, before we unload them talonsTraumatise and hope this is how we leave em when they hit usWith the guts to die, pullin the trigger til my casket drops[repeat]Them player haters wanna blast me up like they did 'PacBut I don't give a ***** I'm a ride til my casket dropIt don't stop until you sucker niggas drippin jellyPumpin slugs into you mother*****in pig's bellyI'm full of indica weed laced with heroinCall it Kryptonite-on the dead, I'ma risk tonightBlast the first mother*****er that stepsUp to my ride, not knowin where my weapon is keptI shoot in-side their chests, I'ma thug life, I'm crazyGot my strength rays to make him kiss his babies*****in sucker ass niggas that didn't ??? ???Hard lies on him and didn't retaliateHard then later on "Shit, hey what's happenin?"We woulda chased them suckers down and capped emGive a shout to Outlaw Immortalz rightLook me up cos I'm a ride until my casket drops[Chorus]Murder, money, power, pistols and warfareKill all my black folks and the peckerwoods wouldn't careKeep my head up, duckin and dodgin from the state penCos fo' sho', ain't no future in goin back againThey got to kill me, fill me up with leadLet me, die slowly from my boots to my headAs a, big chief I refuse to retreat, IRip teeth outta eye then dump heat, whyThe PD reach but catch concreteNever sol-ved, gone off indica and HennesseyInfrared at my dog, paws locked like pig jawsWith my gun up, punk, I run up on alla y'allThen I dump, dump dump dump to get the moneyNow I stole Rolex diamond, shinin outta sunnyWest Coast the spot, servin caine to get the millionsDistributin the game, makes you want to get the billions[Chorus]
