Lyrics Die Rich - Mr. Serv-On
[Featuring
mac
prime
suspects
lil
gotti
gambino]
[Mr.
serv
on]
Time
to
release
this
terror
on
you
Best
believe
in
these
letters
across
my
stomach
I'm
gonna
blast
on
you
piss
on
you
Fuck
what
these
coward
bitches
told
me
Live
a
quiet
life
take
a
wife
Fuck
that
i'm
slanging
this
shit
day
and
night
Gimme
a
bitch
36
ounces
to
a
crooked
scale
A
thousand
pounds
to
a
bail
nigga
thats
mail
If
i
fail
to
die
with
money
in
my
pocket
Nigga
blast
from
my
side
if
i
ride
I'm
high-siding
on
you
motherfuckers
Lot
of
you
bitches
made
to
suffer
For
that
cheese,
so
drop
to
your
knees,
and
say
please
To
these
young
niggas,
cap
pillas,
and
they
be
candy
dealers
Ready
to
pistol
whip
and
to
die
rich
shit
a
jail
trip
I'll
frusterate
your
bitch
A
nigga
wanna
be
laying
in
them
guts,
nigga
you
know
whats
up
I'm
slanging
this
'cane,
from
youngsfolk,
virginia
to
the
bay
Every
day,
flipping
them
browns
Sharp
me
for
my
shit,
i'm
baseball
whipping
Like
pac
man,
niggas
don't
doubt
it,
been
bout
it
Rolling
with
my
click,
prime
suspects
Ready
to
die
rich
or
die
a
bitch
You
know
my
trip,
i'm
ready
to
die
rich
or
die
a
bitch
Nigga,
you
feel
me
[Prime
suspects]
What's
that
music
man?
Man
what's
the
real
milly
bro?
I
said
bro
i
got
to
get,
we
got
to
get
rich.
Man
that
nigga
gotti
Lil
gotti
Fuck
it,
so
lets
go
get
it
cause
you
know
i
aint
no
bitch
[Mac]
chorus
You
either
die
rich
or
die
a
bitch
Hit
that
flow
when
my
trigger
finger
itch
[Prime
suspects]
I
want
all
that
shit
x4
[Prime
suspects]
Yo,
i'm
coming,
you
running,
cause
i'm
gunning
My
nine
humming,
12
gauge
to
your
fuckin
stomach
Facing
charges,
my?
is
of
runs
and
guns
Getting
it
done,
for
the
fun,
putting
it
down
like
torrence
nigga
Run,
be
that
killa
california
Home
if
that
nigga
did
one
leave
you
soaked
Like
a
sonar,
a
no
limit
soldier,
Been
totin',
fuck
ghetto
quotes
Murder
he
spoke,
i
never
wrote
I
live
with
the
most,
i
left
a
note
Ps
undercover,
pull
the
bluff
from
my
coat,
bitch
You
die
rich
or
a
bitch
nigga
Situation
too
real
so
you
bail
And
when
you
see
us
don't
bow,
nigga
kneel
Used
to
wonder
how
you
jump
ship
in
full
throttle
But
when
a
nigga
got
your
heart
too
so
you
usually
follow
Now
you
screamin
and
hollerin,
with
that
middle
no
ax
But
the
world
can't
hear
you,
with
that
deed
off
your
back
You
gameless
but
you
shameless
Like
a
five
dollar
hoe
on
the
stroll
And
its
gonna
be
ripped
up
to
toe
Guarantee
to
die
a
bitch,
block
hardy
Not
a
prophet
just
a
hoe
ass
bitch
Huh,
realase
that
smoke
from
your
ass,
i
hear
you
hollerin,
whaaaat
My
momma
raised
me
up
a
little
bad
motherfucker
At
the
age
of
fifteen
told
me
slow
down
it
brother
You
bout
to
get
our
shit
with
all
that
weed
hold
firm
Don't
be
no
bitch
little
nigga,
get
the
riches
of
the
world
So
i'm
a
let
know,
i'm
out
for
the
gusto
rippin
some
key
I
can't
be
late
cause
this
murder
rate
is
at
an
all
time
pace
Less
your
kicks
up,
you
better
duck
cause
i
could
give
a
fuck
As
for
this
tool
i
got,
step
poppa
gave
me
this
stuff,
nigga
Chorus
x4
[Lil
gotti
gambino]
Four,
five,
mack
10,
my
only
friend
Who
can
guarantee
me
papers
till
my
end
Selecting
my
dividends
i
want
it
all
I'm
macking
a
hog
in
97,
chasing
down
the
chedder
Down
for
whatever,
hustling
in
any
kind
of
weather
Running
with
killers,
thug
niggas,
drug
dealers,
You
feel
us,
no
limit
thrillers,
mob
figures
Made
niggas,
livin
the
family
of
grave
niggas
So
misbehave,
front
page
my
mafia
wave
Got
me
inches
away
from
a
cage
my
gat
you
display
On
partners
be
played,
my
silent
prayers
be
thug
haters
In
thier
grave
i
be
a
breeder
All
my
days
can
i
take
time
out
to
pray
Cause
momma
said
judgement
day
aint
far
away
So
i
be
thuggin,
pistol
huggin,
slug
bustin
I
wish
a
nigga
would
trip,
i'm
a
do
him
wrong
and
split
his
dome
To
the
moon,
to
the
danger
zone
And
get
dealt
with,
you
either
die
rich
or
die
a
bitch
Lil
gotti,
representing
I'm
representing
that
whole
gambino
family.
Mia
x,
the
farazano,
unlady
like,
mr.
serv-on
Tru,
prime
suspects,
with
that
platinum
shit
With
the
beats
by
the
pound,
p,
the
colonel,
that
nigga
silkk
The
shocker,
c-murder,
the
whole
no
limit
family.
Represent,
for
you
1 Let's Get It Started
2 My Best Friend
3 Head & Shoulders
4 Heaven Is So Close
5 It's Real
6 P Dreams
7 Die Rich
8 Who Raised Me
9 You Know I Would
10 Hustlin'
11 Cemetery Made
12 5 Hollow Points
13 Tryin' to Make It Out Da Ghetto
14 Time to Check My Fetty
15 Affiliated
16 We Ain't the Same
17 Throw Ya City Up
18 Last Wordz
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