Текст (слова) песни: Trice, Obie - We All Die One Day (Feat. 50 Cent G-Unit Eminem)

[Chorus: x1]
Niggas know what Im about out here
I dont toot my own horn cause I dont have to
You can run your mouth, I dont care
But if you get too close, Im gonna clap you
Its too real out here to be scared
A real nigga gonna do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you should fear
It aint considered a crime unless they catch you
We all die one day (Obie Trice...go!)

[Obie Trice]
Niggas when I step up in the bar, faggots wanna look
Like you motherfuckers got Obie Trice shook
Like Im gonna stand here as a man and
Let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper hand
I got issues, got no time, got guns that mourn niggaz moms
Shoot up clubs and destroy niggaz vibes
Everybody running for their motherfucking lives
Tough club niggaz, we leave early, cock back surely
Open up your fade, your grey brain meets motor city pave
Your nervous system still twitch off Jay Z
Hos in animal skirts get mirked
Dont ever let a nigga tell you slugs dont hurt
Dont ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard
Trust in "God"? Its cause youre about to catch a bullet scar
I give a fuck where you from, who you be with
Keep this a secret, right by the nuts
A 4-5 thatll light niggaz up and this 4-5 high make me not give a fuck

[Chorus: x1]
Niggas Know what Im about out here
I dont toot my own horn cause I dont have to
You can run your mouth I dont care
But if you get too close Im gonna clap you
Its too real out here to be scared
A real nigga is gonna do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you should fear
It aint considered a crime unless they catch you
We all die one day
(Lloyd Banks)

[Lloyd Banks]
But as long as Im here, Im gonna grab checks
And make my cash stretch longer than giraffe necks
Poverty will make your ass bet on words
Touch niggaz in jail make them wanna finish their last set
They say you live by the gun and die by the next nigga gun
If thats the case, then get a bigger one
You dont think Im packed to pump cause Im out of the hood
Thats a stereotype like everybody thats black can jump
Im in a white mink, the fabric is done
Cop rings like Mike [Jordan], [Larry] Bird, Magic [Johnson] and them
Out in Dallas in a palace where the Mavericks is from
Living lavish, Im established, so the cabbagell come
Im the clouds, you dont see me in the train
I travel first class, you aint even got a TV on your plane
You should be easy on my name, cause I aint going back and forth
Your boss and your captains soft (Bitch)

[Chorus: x1]
Niggas Know what Im about out here
I dont toot my own horn cause I dont have to
You can run your mouth I dont care
But if you get too close Im gonna clap you
Its too real out here to be scared
A real nigga is gonna do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you should fear
It aint considered a crime unless they catch you
We all die one day

[Eminem]
Cause we gonna bring it to anybody who want it
You want it? you gon get it
Name em we gon hit em, chew em up and spit em out
[HRRK-PTT]
Too much venom, and if you roll with em
We gonna fuck you up with em
I got too much momentum moving in my direction to lose
My shoes will explode, soon as you go to step in em (BOOM)
You know how we do it, when we do, how we do it, when we come through
G-Unit, D-1-2 and Obie, we all move like assassins
Ski masks and gloves: Consider this as a warning
Disaster comes faster than you can react to it, just ask Muggs
But we are fizast, fuck your little bitch ass up
We are not killers; my vato will have you shot though
Drag through the barrio and fucked like Kim Osario
Little sorry hoe ass, go ask B Real
We burn source covers like fuckin Cypress Hill
Did in the 90s, when you was in diapers still
Shady Records, "you better believe the hype is real"
This is no joke, I dont smoke
But I toke enough second hand to make my fuckin "P.O." choke
Im an OG; you fuckin with a GI Joe
Bia Bia, mia meo a Vida loco
Im a psycho, Mariah aint got shit on me
When I retire Ill be spitting baby food on people
At San Ysidro Ranch, huddled up next to her
With Hello Kitty slippers on, humping her legs
You ever had your cap peeled back, or your shit pushed in?
I put my blade in you like a fucking pin cushion
Slice your ear clear off, Smirnoff and indo
Ill show you how to kill a fucking man like Sen Dog
Nobody told you that Im loco, esse?
I lack every sane chemical in my membrane
Im Slim Sha..."D" in the "Dy" is for "deez nuts"
And you can get each one for free so feast up
I pee in a cup for three months; Im having an E party for Easter, please come

[50 Cent]
We gonna bring it to anybody who want it
You want it? you gon get it
You name em, we gon hit em, chew em up and spit em out
Too much venom and if you role with em
We gonna fuck you up with em
You can do all them push ups to pump up your chest
I got a 12 gauge Mossberg to pump up your chest
Have you gasping for air after that shell hit your vest
Fear me like you fear God cause I bring death
Silverback gorilla in the concrete jungle
Im the strongest around you know how I get down
I watch gangster flicks and root for the bad guy
And turn it off before the end cause the bad guy die
If you trying to buy guns, Im the nigga to look to
So what they got bodies on em, they still look new
You can raise your voice like you fiendin to touch something
When I raise my knife, shit, Im fiendin to cut something
See I walk like Ron ONeil and talk like Goldie
If the bitch think I love her, then the bitch dont know me
(50 Cent: Ha-ha, Sorry Kim, ha-ha)
(Eminem: oh, sorry..oh)

[Chorus: x1]
Niggas Know what Im about out here
I dont toot my own horn cause I dont have to
You can run your mouth I dont care
But if you get too close Im gonna clap you
Its too real out here to be scared
A real nigga is gonna do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you should fear
It aint considered a crime unless they catch you
We all die one day

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Hands On You (Feat. Eminem)
Hoodrats
Lady (Feat. Eminem)
Look In My Eyes (Feat. Nate Dogg)
Never Forget Ya
Oh! (Feat. Busta Rhymes)
Shit Hits The Fan (Feat. Dr. Dre)
Spread Yo Shit (Feat. Kon Artis Of D-12)
The Set Up (Feat. Nate Dogg)
We All Die One Day (Feat. 50 Cent G-Unit Eminem)