Lupe Fiasco - Die lyrics

I present, the d**h, of tha cool (Lupe) Well I heard like group of cows That all your enemies wanna shoot you down They got AK 47's and a bunch of mac 11's Semi automatic weapons that produce ka pows Word on the street is, they all got heatas They gon hit you up and you ain't even gon see it You gotta lot of money, I ain't tryna be funny But they say where you goin, you ain't even gon need it They see you ridin round, shinin with your fine round diamonds Pretty green eyed lady Been on tha sideline poutin, while you primetime poppin Hungry n***as want a peice of your pastry I suggest you protect your bakery Cause they comin for your head, And its a bounty on that chain thats hangin from your neck They said I don't know What you been told in your ear, but I hear its goin down Sombody gotta DIE!!! Don't know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round Sombody gotta DIE!!! [Gemstones] Hitta n***a wit tha mini mac strap, clap Any n***a think he gettin keys down here Any meeta, any n***a gettin money, or my honey, man I heard Micheal young is a weak clown? here Run up on a n***a from tha back wit a mac Or be strapped cause a n***a finna squeeze off 10 Run up on his n***a lac ratta tat tat, Click clack where this n***a at I need sin sh** is goin down if I see him Bump a n***a out like oxy ten And keep a couple of dollas up in tha wallet To pay they cops so they can never box me in DIE!!! Thats what i'm thinkin While ridin around polishin this big pistol Imma catch him in tha wind Pray tha gun don't jam So until we meet again n***a its cool! I don't know What you been told in your ear, but I hear its goin down Sombody gotta DIE!!! Don't know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round Sombody gotta DIE!!! Man, man you can't beleive none of that. Man you need just need to, you just need to relax man. Trust me [Lupe] Don't pay them n***as no mind They hatin on you ain't nobody witta shotty Planin on doin a robbery Itchin to catch a body Creepin in a stolen jalopy Out there waitin on you [Gemstones] sittin in a stolen car, finna rob this n***a Should I let the mini mac or tha shotgun hit him? I been waitin all day tryna spot this n***a I can't let him get away, im gon pop this n***a! UHHHH] [Lupe] Plus they don't know about the choppa in tha trunk Tha glocks in a box and tha nine on tuck The bullet proof gla** the 40's in tha stash You pull tha steerin wheel and it pop on up [Gemstones] 40 caliber stashed up in tha stash box Bullet proof windows, you couldn't break em wit a padlock Ak in tha trunk, where tha sounds bump Two twin glocks and a nine in his damn crotch [Lupe] Maaaaaaan We tryna go up in this club Show a little love Get a few drinks Holla at some girls Snatch up a pair Leave outta there Put some dro in tha air And then go and get some grub [Gemstones] We finna go up in tha club Show a little love Get a few drinks Holla at some girls Snatch up a pair Leave outta there Put some dro in tha air And then catch a few slugs [Lupe] Ay pull over right here, I gotta take a pee And don't go nowhere n***a wait for me And if some n***as do k** you in the next few minutes Just remember my n***a its a heaven for a G. (Music stops) (The cool plays on the radio inside of a car) [Lupe] Ay ay hold this right there. I'll be, I'll be right back I gotta take a piss man hold on. Fa sho. Ay man, ay don't leave I'll be right back. Ay don't leave I'll be back. [Gemstones] Hurry your a** up man. Damn. Coolest n***a what, coolest n***a what, coolest n***a what. Hustla for life!!! Ay man, n***a hurry your a** up. sh**. I'm ma cool a** n***a man. f**in three in tha mornin. I'm tha coolest muthaf**a in tha world man. n***as ain't f**in with me man. n***a I'm high, smokin. Fly a** car. I run these muthaf**in streets, and these n***as out here lookin for me. Man I wish a muthaf**a would... Ay n***a hurry your a** up, n***a. Damn (Footsteps and a gun co*king) (Random voice)Whats up now n***a? *Gun Shots* Ain't to cool now is you n***a? (Musics slowly fades to a stop)