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[man preaching]Either you choose life or you choose death.Either you choose life or you choose death.Based on the decision that you makeGod has come and offered you life,Your enemy can only offer you death (deathrow)If you choose to stay wid your enemyThen you choose death (deathrow)If you choose to leave the enemyand strike out into the unknown.....Hook: Tommy Wright IIIDie motherfucka cause you knew this was a do or dieEither you gon` die or I`m gon` die,I-I-It`s a homicide(4x)[Verse 1: Dirty Red]In my situation, of total devastation,Spread my hustle all across the motherfuckin` nationNiggas wanna click-a, it don`t matter cause you`ll get buckI`m tryna make some bone first, cause I`m tearin` patches out yo heartWhen you start to stir like you come from Corna Village,Blood gon` start to spilly, my gat gon` start to drilly,Niggas in the head wid that infra-red beamin`Blood is steady streamin`, you fuckin` wid ah demonNiggas I and murderers in the South is where I dwellWid plenty ah clientelle and I got them gats as wellSo don`t try to run up, cause I`m quick to pull that gun upI`m askin` questions last, cause I`m sure as hell gon` blast,A nigga in the past wid that muthafuckin` dumb shitYou don`t know who you fuckin` wid, I run, wid a gangsta clickD-I-R-T-Y, R-E-D is not afraid ah you hoesYou gon` die or I`m gon` die, and that`s just how the story goes[Red talks]Yeah Dirty Red up in this bitchAnd I want you boys to know on Corna VillageI`m not runnin`, and I`m not hidin` from anyone ah you hoesYou know what I`m sayin, a nigga look for me if they want toor get they ass blast, what`s up my nigga Lil BayHook (4x)[Verse 2: Tommy Wright III]Down for my crown, ten toe down, Tommy ain`t givin` a FUCK!Runnin` and gunnin` a tech in my coatWhen I open my trench if a nigga`s best builtNiggas who trippin` and scrapin`a bullet on side ah they face just for fuckin` wid Tommy,The nigga that`s creepin` and sneakin` and peekin`and bustin` wide seekin` the beautiful money,Isn`t it funny how a nigga get scared,Watch me put a forty-five to a nigga headPlease don`t shoot, first thing that he sayThen he hit his knees and begin to prayTrick quit cryin` on my motherfuckin` grainHere leave him at a stand still once he hear it cock,Look him in the face, put the gun between his eyesPiss runnin` down his leg, Tommy Wright ain`t surpriseDo or die, cause a head know gotta goIn the midst of the pistol smoke,Mind of a criminal makin` me dog out a dirty hoewhen I be going for broke,(Die motherfucka, die motherfucka, die)Since that day I seen Boyz In Tha HoodI always wanted to do a drive-by,Buck a nigga down to the ground hangin` out the sunroofwid the glock cocked ready aim fire,Grippin` the forty-four, lookin` from side to sideTryna find business to be in a drive-byOn the mission, as I creep deep wid a click thick as John GottiDoggin` the bitches and hoggin` the richesand fillin` these ditches wid dead bodies....[Tommy talks]Straight from a hood called Memphis Tennessee,Do or die no lie, this shit ain`t gon` stop till my casket dropOne man gang Tommy Wright the third known as Tommy three (III)Down wid ten wanted men till the world end, Street Smart in chargeHook (4x)[Verse 3: Project Pimp]Thinkin` of a plan, do or die you can tryProject Pimp gon` spill yo blood,Comin` through the door who is that, finna blast wid the mask,got ah all tight glove, lunatic lunatic beggin` for mercyone hit now yo Tommy`s they covered wid holes,Psycho Pimp maniac devious ready to shoot a bitchleaving yo family froze,P to the R to the O-J-E-C-T to the P-I-M-P blastFour to the four what it`s cold to ya faceWhat`cha say, I`m finna kill yo assFillin` you up wid hollow tipsIf you pray nigga you`ll probably catch a slugFuckin` wid one ah these here, nigga dienigga makin` you lose a pint ah blood,Jumpin` up outta the Chevy in the bushI will scatter and leavin` you dead in the street,Project Pimp buckin` you bitchesso quicka-ly puttin` you sissy ass bitches to sleep,Lockin` him up in the trunk for those niteshe was screamin` and hollerin` I know he was scared,Forty-four buck in the trunk outta luckno more bitch and I know that this nigga was dead,Runnin` and gunnin` for runnin` and funnyhow suckas can call themselves killas and thugs,Blastin` that hoe he was snitchin`he got a gun fillin` him up wid them forty-four slugs,Killin` and pimpin` it`s all in my systemso bitches and niggas got trouble for real,Rest in peace sucka don`t fuck wid meProject Pimp nigga you only got one life to live, BITCH!

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