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Mr Serv On Before I Die

the way I die then let me die Before I die nigga, before i die i'mma sho'nuff put my fingers on the trigger [Verse 2:] I'm sittin' in the church pew

first pitch Opening serve or tee off, take your pick I'm the mailman delivering styles that I'm concocting While my man Mr. E assists like John Stockton

that I warn you Man make a move, make a threat, I'll make it reign knuckles on you I ain't a woman or a baby dawg, I'm out of your league My wife heard

Teachers)] It's P.I.T. supreno Mix it down, dedicated to Steve Feliciano Directored that steam and gouge Danno F' the five-oh pronto, cuz I know First

slanging rocks Hook (Mr. Serv-On) Now where I'm from, niggas cock the 50. caliber chrome You ain't real, catch a policy with Mr. Serv-On You slip on

it's him I'll serve But you can't, and I'm not and you won't, so just stop feeling shaken; your thing is breakin'; come stand on this Rock [Chorus] I

I got whatever ya need, big faces For dollars I'm chasin' if I want it I take it Ain't no mystery or no myth when I'm takin' ya shit And you'll be history

I die be sure to cherish every word in this song Because I promise you, if I ain't mean it, I wouldn'ta wrote none Before I die I wanna thank the Lord for Mr

it wicked with the Warren G child see styles, meanwhile freestyles have been rendered I see the door of your mind, may I enter? I knock and I promise I