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[Verse 1 - Young Jeezy]Welcome to the life of a young thug nigga (yea)Only hang out wit' them criminals and drug dealers (ayyy)I'm from even where dead die (die)But try an' do it big like the kid from BedstuyI see death around the corna and I ain't scaredI got a carbon 15 and I'm fully prepared (that's right)Lord a mercy 20 rounds in a clip (yea)Outta line get 20 rounds in ya hip (ayyy)Shoot first and ask questions lata' (lata)The answer is it was all about the paper (yea)Everything the game is shit to loseAnd a new forty-five that I'm dyin' to use (yeahhhh)[Chorus - Ill Will]If ya real like me (like me)Throw ya hoods in the air so the whole wide world can see (ay)Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed, last of a dying breedAnd if ya real like me (like me)Keep that thang on ya hip that's just the way that it's gotta beLast of a dying breed, last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed[Verse 2 - Young Buck]I done seen niggaz come and goShit the whole world done seen what I done beforeWe do anythang when the funds is lowSongtexteI'm the reason outta towners don't come no mo'Let me show you niggaz how to break down the whole thangMy nigga B.G. know Buck been a birdmanIt's got to be in ya blood to be a thugIf I ain't makin' enough I'ma jack my plugWe was born in itNot sworn in itYou can go against it or you can join wit' itMade my mark so the streets gon' remember meNow come and get it nigga Cashville Tennekee holla back[Chorus][Verse 3 - Trick Daddy]Some of the dudes we thought was real O.G.'s was O.B'sCause they talked pleas and included G's like you and meThe first step was going to set a trapSo in a short period, they convinced the grand jury to allow a phone tapAnd if they listenin'Not once did they hear us mentioningMurder and a cocaine distributingThrough all that was dividends comin' inI'm strict legit, and better yet we too smart for ya bullshitCallin all cars (callin all cars)Hit your brother alongAnd tell 'em hurry up and come them niggaz got gunzMan down, shots fired, only fuck niggaz and cops diedFirst stage of a riotAnd them fucks couldn't sneak byOh you want to witness some shitFine bitch, be quietBecause they only got what you tell 'emAnd only witness that they had, the bitch was layin' there deadShot in the street all red, with two shots to his headCause he was workin for the fedsAnd the last informant, informed usThey had it out for usFor a bird that he got popped forSo ride or die for him (ride or die for him)Better yet, you better kill 'emCause I think he's gonna be the bitch to tell 'emAnd he probably done all ready told 'emBut then again with out a witness them bitches ain't got shit[Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania