Don’t Wanna Die(Explicit) - Bad Azz

Feat Daz Dillinger
Police officer talking
Bad Azz talking
I guess they think since Pac died we gon' let up or somethin
Rest In Peace Mr Shakur whyn't we let these n***as have it
Daz
Back home for s**t c'mon
Pick a couple of these n***as off choke and it's on
Nine millimeter tec's and big heaters
We greet 'em with death and show 'em that they can't defeat us
By any means a call from here to get rid of y'all
It don't stop until my casket drop
Get my palms red
And it read one of us'll be dead a week later L Dog'll get it
The beef to make sure none of y'all get is
Shoot up his crib and came back to show him what he did
See there won't be no tomorrow
Somebody got's to die not tonight or tomorrow
I blaze a blunt and bring the funk
Pop the trunk get the gauge with the sawed off pump
Get Mr Bad hop in the back
And skate out to show these suckas what we talkin about
Don't wanna die
And don't be ready gon' ride
Look into my eyes realize
That a n***a's gonna ride
Don't wanna die
And don't be ready gon' ride
Look into my eyes realize
That a n***a's gonna ride
Don't wanna die
Bad Azz
Who me I mean death before dishoner
Find what corner they hang on so we can roll up on 'em
Jump out on 'em click pull the pump out on 'em
Whose the punk out of 'em blast and dazzle Bad mash 'em
Thrashin heat on these decilous streets
Sayin shoot until I ruined all my enemies feats
N***a f**k rappin we into killin and scrappin
Over b******t that happened n***a duckin while we cappin
And F**K you n***as hatin little Pac imitators
Wanna be Outlawz n***a Snoop the Top Dogg
Turn rappers into tell 'em who's the Chronic
These slugs for you wanna be thugs we stay up on it
N***a don't it feel good to be a D P G
We escaped from Death Row you're still locked in the click
I'm in Detroit with five n***as two glocks in my mit
When you see us better pop 'fore you shot what you thinkin
Daz
I'm out for the n***as who die my instinct is prime
Time to time ask why do guys shout die
In a quick fast I mash that n***a Daz and Bad smash
That's how your homie got satched
We don't take s**t whether Blood or Crip
You'll get your a*s kicked n***a come talkin that s**t
I'm murder in
And yet and still I ain't 'em out
Bad Azz
And don't forget you're in L A fool stompin you out
Anywhere out of town it's a gun in your mouth
Me I hate to have to turn and pullin burners
We ain't learnin it ain't healthy
You'll turn up dead before you wind up wealthy
So much jealousy and hate in every city every state
Since it ain't no love say goodnight after I hate you
Any playa that's in love with life I can't relate to
Just say God please bless your soul before they take you