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lirik lagu og kid frost - six million ways to die

[chorus:] (4x)
six million ways to die, so i chose to
shoot without thinking
living that gangsta life
straight bangin’
ready to die
straight bangin’
ready to die

[bad boy:]
they told me to roll with the gun
rap to the kick and the drum
clown on it, b~tch you’ll be one
claiming that clik to the 1
constantly twisting the tounge
b~tch i spit venom
hit’em, light a dose of adrenaline
send them with shots to the penalties
i don’t give a f~ck about penalties
don’t give a f~ck about enemies
no one puts fear in me

[ese brown:]
these streets got frozen
step to the game
with the homie frost
and now they’re overdosing
gats and buick’s stolen
with embalming fluid i’m rolling
holding close to 16 ounces of overdoseable
with gats that are noticeable
we roll with the chosen few
with the locs on, it’s serious
[romero new mexico lobo:]
straight to the dome like a head rush, critical
so sick and so tired of accepting the minimum
this hunger inside of me making me miserable
live it and see it i am it, a criminal
no doubt in my mind i’m a dig it through
you ain’t in it to win it, then what you in it for?
put cynical lyrics to the pinnacle
hit it and pull it just like a bullet do

[kid frost:]
c~ck back the hammer and squeeze
coming up like a fat rat snackin’ his cheese
the rap game’s like one big infectious disease
my practice, on continuing with the vaccine
hittin’ on dust like a blues screen
and it’s crooked than h~town gangster lean
and we do what we do whenever we want
steppin’ in and out coke~white limousines

[chorus:] (4x)
six million ways to die, so i chose to
shoot without thinking
living that gangsta life
straight bangin’
ready to die
straight bangin’
ready to die
[romero:]
gonna hit you with one punch
with one dump
gonna murder each and every motherf~cker that wants some
like i told you before
gonna take it to a level you ain’t never seen before
give it to you raw
like you never saw
give away, take away
hit you hardcore
you don’t wanna go to war, son
but ‘fore the war begun
you was talking a lot of sh~t
and now you talking d~ck

[bad boy:]
i’m getting it blown
bullets and straps straight to the dome
7~0~too many guns
one clik criminals
one hit, critical
hit with the heat
hit with the beat
i’m quick with the heat
homie that came with the creep
doing this sh~t for the streets
six million ways to die so i chose
[kid frost:]
six million ways to die, suicide it’s a suicide
where i come from we live life do or die
where you come from you live your life a lie
sucka like you stay drunk and high
can’t look a real gangster in his eyes
slippin’ so i caught you by surprise
the dumb man that try to planned my demise
gets f~cked up, broke down the sides

[ese brown:]
strapped with the chrome
several reasons just to get it on
c~cked back then it’s on
bullets are blown, shots to their dome
pops and their gone stripped to their own
too scared to get it on with the frozen eyes
c~ck back that .45
eyes open and wide
and leave his thoughts on the passenger side seat immortalized

[chorus:] (4x)
six million ways to die, so i chose to
shoot without thinking
living that gangsta life
straight bangin’
ready to die
straight bangin’
ready to die

[kid frost:]
you show me the skirt
there’s a b~tch in you
gonna get the shovel, dig a ditch for you
a body in the desert, there for three weeks
and still n0body’s missing you
so what’s a g to do besides a holla at two?
see the barricades and blast right through
it’s the life i chose, the life i live
so tell me, what the f~ck am i supposed to do?

[bad boy:]
need me a sack of weed to get blown
b~tches is acting on, then get goin’
homies is packing on to get it on, it’s on
until we’re getting on homes
with whole clips and chromes
holding the mic, don’t look at us wrong
clika be bangin’ and sangin’ along
frost be the boss and we getting it on
banging on b~tch and hoes

[romero:]
bad boy should i hit the blunt and get ridiculous
always walking with the bottle and a spliff to bust
said i live to bust, i live to bust a nut
gonna hurt em with the nina
put a bullet through your peanut
you ain’t rough enough i got you ruffled up
make you crumble up like a (?)
with their flannel split
now i got you full of (?)
i don’t care if i make a million homie
i just wanna rip

[ese brown:]
i’m speaking for sc’s and 28th streets
i speak for the vegas streets, see them in the sheets
’cause i can’t sleep and i can’t creep
without you punk ass b~tches getting next to me they wanna test the g ’cause i’m a destiny
you motherf~ckers won’t rest ’til the death of me
but i’m a blazer, weed and lace streets
gangsta sh~t straight for these streets and theirs:

[chorus:] (x4)
six million ways to die, now so i chose to
shoot without thinking
living that gangsta life straight bangin’
ready to die
straight bangin’
ready to die

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