Mr. Marcelo - Live By It lyrics

[Mr. Marcelo] First of all, ain't no mistakes aloud Quickest n***a to pull a trigger moves the crowd Livin' it foul, ghetto n***a doing it wild Lots of n***as wanna be us, but they don't know how I growl like a dog, before I break ya off Anything above ya shoulders, I take it off I got nothing to lose but alot to gain I ran, I slang, I hang in the courtway mane Late night on the flight just doing my thing If it's beef I'm letting them rang, it ain't not thang To no n***a that f** with me Doing bad they'll rob armored trucks with me Take it back to the hood and spit it up with me They dump for me, I guess cause of who I run with n***as down to drop, givin' em low sh** I pack a handgun with a .30 round clip Down to cut lose, no running or getting spooked Who act greedy?, if I can't, you can't either Me and Mac, in the beamer truck strangling heaters We live by it, we die by it Chorus: [Mr. Marcelo] I live by it and I die by it, and if I got beef I sleep and I lie by the gun I live by it and I die by it, and if I got beef I sleep and I lie by the gun [Mac] What, n***a, look My bodyguard ain't Kevin, they call him Mac-11 Look down the barrel and tell me if you see Hell or Heaven I murder my foes and pray for they souls And plead guilty, and expect the same when you k** me Tell my b**hes to carry out the slaughter, and it's an order It'll be a red christmas, for you son and your daughters I live by it, but Mac will never die by it You don't want them Telly boys to come fly by G.T. Apostle, put that on the hood And if I die representin' that it's all good My brother Ghost is a straight shot, give him a Glock From a rooftop, and they'll never know who shot Chorus: [Mr. Marcelo] I live by it and I die by it, and if I got beef I sleep and I lie by the gun I live by it and I die by it, and if I got beef I sleep and I lie by the gun, the gun [Mr. Marcelo] Man .38, I love her, .25 will make me miss her Traded in a 10 mintue to get his little sister Me and Mr. Mauseberg was tight as f** But ain't no way I'm givin' my chopper up I love to hear the sound of M-16 Two 23's and AR-15's AP-9, Mac-11, and the techs in effect But ain't no telling, what finna eject Desert Eagle, we bustin' back at them people n***as afraid, in the fade, throwin' grenades Pop a 4-5 and glide, it's real cool When 4-4 came around, they act a fool SK in the hallway, surrounded by troops For n***as that don't know, a troop is a .22 Chorus: [Mr. Marcelo] I live by it and die by it, and if I got beef I sleep and I lie by the gun I live by it and die by it, and if I got beef I sleep and I lie by the gun, the gun I live by it and die by it, and if I got beef I sleep and I lie by the gun, the gun