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Dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die Dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die I smoke straight out the peg, bitch Real NSD Productions, ho Run a nigga out his shoes, he can't get on back And I'm smokin' on that click-ass bitch that's fuckin' 30 And if you dissin' on Lil' Kobe, ten times you won't make it back And if you run off with my shit, I promise I'ma get it back How you claimin' GBG, but you ain't got your brother back I'm the drill type, not the kill type He talkin' how he knock his dreads off, he gon' knock off his lights Every dollar count, boy, you better stack that bread right Be on and off like Eric Knight You claimin' me, you not my type You claimin' gang, I ain't never sent you a day in my life I up the pipe, I take your life I hit you once, then hit you twice Bullets too fast, better run for your life That boy is a rat, you know he a mice Can't get no death if you not my kind That boy is a snake, he is not my slime Call up my brother, he droppin' a dime Might f*ck on your ho, but she not mine Better watch out, ho, she said I was fine Don't touch nobody, ho, he lyin Don't want no bop, don't waste my time Feelin' like Kobe, I'm in my prime Hop in that whip and let's go for a ride In the car, 4D, but I'ma stick on my side Lil' Joe got the ticket, if you play, then you die Jump on the ho, bitch, I feel like I'm Jive I lost my brother, I almost cried The sun continue to shine Take your ho, pass us to the guys If you just show lookin', you gon' fly This ain't no diss, I'ma leave that guy Run up on me, is you ready to die You wanna get even, this ain't no time When I kick in your shit, all you hear is Fire, fire, fire, fire