Текст песни Who Gon Die 2Day?! - Jourdan Brothern

One, two, three, four bitches on the fucking floor
One, two, three, four niggas get off at my door
One, two, three, four niggas that don't get no hoes
One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four

Northside, slime nigga, nigga who gon' die today?
You wearing green, you wearing red, either way this choppa spray
I'm gon shoot at any nigga, if they real or if they fake
I don't care if his momma there, pussy nigga die today
I'm at the top these niggas keep talking
These niggas keep talking, but they never walking
Dick riding niggas choose sides
Dick riding niggas gon' die
You a snitch then you gone to they sky
I don't care if that nigga gon' cry
You on the net and you telling them lies
Nigga, you fucked around with the wrong guys, gang

You a "real gangsta" but you only throw that 4 up
You a "real blood" but that C that you throw up
Nigga, how am I gon' slip, when I'm mopping the floor up?
Bitch, how is you gon' hate nigga?, yo ass just showed up
Fuck with them, you don't fuck with me, I was never seen
Choppa go bah bah, I cause a whole murder scene
Voices in my head saying slide sli-sli-slide-slide
Go spin on them niggas, I just wanna see them die, die
"Go slide for Jon nigga", who the fuck is you?
I'm gon kill a bitch nigga if he touch my tool
Gave that nigga a AK, man I had two
She from Carolina 'cause her favorite color baby blue

Northside, slime nigga, nigga who gon' die today?
You wearing green, you wearing red, either way this choppa spray
I'm gon shoot at any nigga, if they real or if they fake
I don't care if his momma there, pussy nigga die today
I'm at the top these niggas keep talking
These niggas keep talking, but they never walking
Dick riding niggas choose sides
Dick riding niggas gon' die
You a snitch then you gone to they sky
I don't care if that nigga gon' cry
You on the net and you telling them lies
Nigga, you fucked around with the wrong guys, gang

I say we walk that nigga down
Yeah chase that nigga with that .50 round
Shoot his bitch ass and it make a lotta sound
Told that DJ bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
Oh that nigga a snitch?
Put his ass in lost and found
Slide for your nigga, you still on that playground
You is not no rapper, put yo cousin 6 feet undergound
I copped me like 10K, I could've went and copped a pound
They hear that lil' Choppa sound, it go bow, bow
Young gangsta nigga, yeah
Y'all gon' shank a nigga?, yeah
Bring a tank, a nigga, yeah
Y'all gon fake a nigga, yeah
You ain't in no gang nigga, I'm screamin' "Slatt slatt"
I'm forreal this time, told that DJ run it back, back

Northside, slime nigga, nigga who gon' die today?
You wearing green, you wearing red, either way this choppa spray
I'm gon shoot at any nigga, if they real or if they fake
I don't care if his momma there, pussy nigga die today
I'm at the top these niggas keep talking
These niggas keep talking, but they never walking
Dick riding niggas choose sides
Dick riding niggas gon' die
You a snitch then you gone to they sky
I don't care if that nigga gon' cry
You on the net and you telling them lies
Nigga, you fucked around with the wrong guys, gang