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H.W.A. - To Live Or Die Lyrics

  • [Verse 1]
  • It all got started on a hot summer day
  • A shot was heard, a ***** was shot that day
  • The hoes were taking over, riding three deep
  • Lorenzo rims in a black cherry Jeep
  • The ***** violated, her name was Terri B
  • Riding the coat tail of the rapper Eazy-E
  • Now I'm a give you an F cause your ass'll stand tall
  • A funky white ***** with a little bit of ball
  • Ruthless, that's what you think you are
  • A hoe is on the beat, so you won't get very far
  • Talking that shit on a murder you wrote
  • ***** try again, that's a mother*****ing joke
  • Wicky-wicky-wack, that's what I said
  • Now a wacked assed ***** got a nine to her head
  • Don't lay back, and start to cry
  • It's a hell of a choice: To Live Or Die
  • [Chorus: x4]
  • To Live Or Die
  • Die *****
  • [Verse 2]
  • I'm a mother*****er, I'll put you through a test
  • You're another sucker I had to lay to rest
  • Blood sweat and tears running down your face
  • I ain't even pull a trigger, now I got a murder case
  • I'll drop your ass right down to your knees
  • You're begging like a punk, baby girl please
  • ***** you, yeah I said it again
  • I'll kick your ass while I count to ten
  • The choice is yours, you'd better make it fast
  • Five more seconds, the nine up your ass
  • I'm wasting my time, cause it ain't no fight
  • I'm a ***** you up when we touch the mike
  • My rap's so strong, like an armored tank
  • Step back *****, cause you're about to get ganked
  • HWA is in the place
  • Kicking funky rhymes all in your face
  • Murder, murder, is what you preach
  • You wouldn't kick sand on a mother*****ing beach
  • Your record deal is a mystery to me
  • You must have give Eric some white *****
  • *****, you think you're hard, but you're softer than butter
  • Trying to hang around the Compton brothers
  • You want to be black, and that's no lie
  • *****, make a choice: To Live Or Die
  • [Verse 3]
  • I don't know where you're from, but it sure ain't the streets
  • Cause you're walking around sweet and petite
  • I'm the baddest, hardest ***** in the world
  • Check my credentials, they call me baby girl
  • Taking white *****es out iis a hobby of mine
  • ***** all that shit, Jaz pass me the nine
  • Remember that test, ***** you didn't pass
  • Now I'm forced to put the nine back in your ass
  • Put the clip in then I blast you
  • No that didn't get past you
  • Your no rapping ass was bound to fail
  • Now my mother*****ing ass might wind up in jail
  • I went to court and copÏ€ed my plea
  • I had to murder, she was a wack MC
  • The judge liked me and gave me a try
  • Cause he liked my hit: To Live Or Die
  • [Chorus: repeat and fade]

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