gin Do or Die - we at it again Whether you ride in a six or the fin Shot out to my niggaz in the pen Tatted up with a few dead friends Do or Die - we
hear the stuff I'm still tryin' to hear this love what that do It's like that baby when I mix it up Baby girl you just got me sprung, what that do Oh
Do or Die - we at it again Whether you ride in a six or the fin Shot out to my niggaz in the pen Tatted up with a few dead friends Do or Die - we at
Traduzione: Do Or Die. Superiore [remix].
huh) Put the high score up, then tear the floor up On the world tour with your whore out in Europe Head on the tour bus (ehh) Do what them niggaz in the
And when you do I'm a give it to you special delivery [Chorus: P. Diddy] (I want that) Special delivery!!! This is the remix!!! Special delivery!!!
[Natina] (Shamari) Yo, whoo this is hot, uh-huh See what I believe (What ya believe Natina?) Yeah, I believe that Bring It All To Me Needs a remix, uh
shit Yeah, 50 Cent G-Unit Remix Tony Yayo We gonna do it again [Hook: repeat 2X] Back seat of the Caddy truck or Tahoe Back seat of the Benz truck or
shooting the stars I'm blacking the whites to blues That right yeah I'm sickening with the kung fu More complex then mixo flicks or were I yank a bitch Supposing a remix
outta that catalogue She introduced to that lock jaw and I think her name was Lisa Or maybe it was Sheila My chevy sittin' too high I call that Wiz Khalifa
over yet, man You know how them...the DJs...y'all gotta... Spin it back around and start it from the top I ain't gonna make you do that on this remix
Big Daddy Kane) [Intro: Busta Rhymes] This is a national security alert! (REMIX! REMIX! REMIX!) Ground Music! Flipmode! Aftermath! Here we go! (REMIX! REMIX! REMIX
Big Daddy Kane) [Intro: Busta Rhymes] This is a national security alert! (Remix! Remix! Remix!) Ground Music! Flipmode! Aftermath! Here we go! (Remix! Remix! Remix
to do? [Cha Cha] All my down broads keep taking that paper Stand your ground let nobody break you Look them niggas right dead in the face And say what y'all wanna do
sure that bitch feel me [Chorus - 2x] [Traci] Back up off me bitch, my time recognize Get up off me trick 'fore I expose your insides Fuck you bitch, remix
Who waan play? I hit hard papi Aztec bumbaye Jey! Now do as I do, do as I say And we don't have problems if you do it my way Uh! Pistol torn heaven right
run in a fight I hold mics while you hold spite Like a broken hearted bitch Don't give no fuck who yo team or who you startin with Cameoed or charted
own my own company pal I'm slangin' spinners, how you lovin' me now In L.A. you gotta be do or die in junior high He's Sly Boogy, I'm Crooked I and we