Rolling Stones

will i die nigga don't wanna go to hell tho all really want was bankroll a pioneer hellpup tuck underneath my shirt cuh in da streets anything goes money on my mind everyday i gotta stay just to get bye all u muthafuckaz counted me out now u muthafuckaz wanna kno how when a nigga ablum gon b coming out nigga im a rolling stone papa left us alone I put 2 in his dome all i need is sks fuk wat u heard nigga im the best my ol girl i love her to death lay a finger on her u better kill yourself my bitch nigga she don't speak no English sliding with dem cocaine demons no they leaving nobody breaffin kill for no reason nigga give me a reason its murking season u get ripped to pieces u get torn apart now ya mom at home with a broken heart life so hard and I'm so sorry but sorry aint gon bring him back nigga an i came from a broken home this bottle i ain't leaving till its all gon nigga my city is a warzone better be 050 when the war is on no where to run no where to hide zombie life got family ties ill dispeapear right before your eyes i don't fuck dem guys that like to play both sides put the barrel right between ya eyes don't blink ya eyes u a die in the dark stickaveli im the nigga in charge no flawge nigga i send u to god