Mystikal - Live or Die lyrics

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Mystikal - Live or Die lyrics

[Master P] Master P and Treach, n***a It's all family baby Get them Naughty boys, I got the No Limit Soldiers And when we posse up, these n***as gon' pay us [Refrain: Phiness and Mystikal] I thought I told you, have my money Whatcha wanna do n***a You got until sunrise, or lose your life Whatcha gonna do n***a We comin with them thangs, and we ready to ride Where they at, let's get 'em Are you ready to die Live or die, live or die, live or die Where they at, let's get 'em [Vinnie] With a little bit of taste of the ba** to the face In the place for anybody not paying on time Rather be up in a six foot cell Before I let another n***a get flagrant with mine And we be taking all cash, no checks, so go cancel this I know n***as are so scandalous The ones I bust I'mma show em nuff ? on how many people Thinking that they can stand with this, sh** I thought somebody told you, boy Them Naughty n***as ain't no toys You're f**ing with sixteen styles over sixteen bars Sixteen car man entourage And when we get things started, I'm the hardest artist Styles I flips retarded Family who can handle this From Illtown to S.E. to Los Angeles [Refrain] [Treach] Hear the tale, of the n'Illtown O.G., better know me Shape the gold teeth, CD be, bring the clip shells And Olde E and gats, so no one gets close to me And down to scrap, raise em from that True tradition, raise 'em up and gangsta b**hes That'll blaze them bu*ts, don't play for f** Now we had a dealer knock off joints, Julie's jacking With the drop-off point, yo, what the deal n***a You backed out, I f**ing witnessed it And have partners have to split sh** with Nah, pay me now, bust it At sundown see I went on work I sent a tec mount in a tennis skirt, pop the blood claat Watch a thug rock, slugs pop With every cop on the block, with double-eye on my mugshots He better pay me like he postin bail Or send his hand with no nails to his mom in the mail [Refrain] [Mystikal] Don't look now but I'm back Now give me all my props again I gotta kick your motherf**ing a** for steppin on my moca**ins We blended with Treach and Vinnie from Naughty By Nature It's Mystikal with Silkk the Shocker and them No Limit Lieutenant is at it again Catch me in the studio, tappin in from it, actin bad with a pen No blacking, no ant-dragging, no babbling I'm grabbing the mic in the booth when they peak I'mma gonna get me started wra**in' Turning and tussling Clutching and muscling I saw myself the demons when I'm busting them If you wanna live you wouldn't f** with them Don't f** with them [Silkk the Shocker] Ha hah, don't f** with them, look n***a, I keep a tight show, Luciano type dough Feature Al Capone's way out n***a, I got that type of flow Don't floss, if it ain't yours See we a bunch of feature artists, y'all a bunch of and mores Get the picture like Van Gogh, plus they done banned our tours Catch me gettin my floss on walking 'cross marble tan floors Can't even touch the flow, can't even touch no coat b**h I'm made now, I can't even much touch no mo' f** the whole rap game up n***a just, one of my lines Say y'know a n***a like me, you're lying b**h Cause I'm like one of a kind From the Jerz to the five-oh we get down and dirty ya heard I gotta eat, so I gotta go to street, cop two keys and a bird So y'all better have what you owe me, by sundown Or else I'mma get Mystikal, Naughty By Nature, my boys and 'nem We gonna get y'all! [Refrain]

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