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Master P
(Only time will tell nigg*
when we die go to heaven or hell nigg*)(4X)
When i die nigg* don't wanna go to hell though
I been out here hustling trying to get dough
Got da game in my vein won't change
little homies on the street know my name
its the M-A-S to tha R-P
A young nigg* tryin live in these ghetto streets
would I die, would I roll, would i retire young,
would a nigg* get paid be the out come
its strictly for the G's so a nigg* ball
thankin mama godd*mn don't let your baby fall
i'm out here tryin to make me a little change
stuck in this muth*fkin dope game
would i lose tryin to keep my fkin shoes
would a young nigg* see P on the news
I done seen rappers get their fkin cap peeled
say its mafia d*mn what a bad deal
so the game get hectic so i wanna cheat
grab my gat kill off my enemies
I'd do fair time nigg* but fk that
I'd rather sleep, split a wig with my crome gat
cuz I ain't goin less I take two wit me
want P they better come and get me
I ain't hard to find it ain't a rhyme
its gonna either be your soul or mine
(Only time will tell nigg*
when we die go to heaven or hell nigg*)(4X)
Die to make covers of magazines
I'd rather be unknown then dead and famous with green
The black hearse roll through da ghetto streets
I made the sign of da cross, glad it ain't me
Not fearing death, just not ready yet
two stones to my brother, may his soul rest
retaliation is a must fool (huh)
some don't play by no fking rules
in this game get so deep so we gotta ride
Mama don't trip, don't even cry
when its my time to go then I gotta leave
but while I'm here I'm gonna drink henicy and smoke weed
is there a heaven for a gansta callin
trying figure out if they up there ballin
My young getting paid left da earth
godd*mn six feet now he's in da dirt
church bells rangin hoes sangin
my nigg*'s up there for in
slangin dope, pushin cocalies
got me stressin down on my knees
its a risky life wit a fast pace
but where soliders go when they get took away
(Only time will tell nigg*
when we die go to heaven or hell nigg*)(4X)
Sons of Funk
I seen angels crying so many soldiers dying
Tell me when will it end will I get to heaven
will I see my friends or will i go to hell
only time will tell
Mac
Head first in this world with my eyes impeel
unaware that these on tha streets is real
will i survive or will the cold streets shake me
will them break me before the lord take me out
this son of a b*tch I never want it never asked to come
trapped in a double face not a place to run
get the gun and buck it let'em know I ain't the one to fk wit
I stuck with this rough s**t
screaming tell god to make space them killed my ace
and now they tryin make waste of my face
but I'm strapped up and only fifteen full of hatred
i couldn't be the next rapper faced with waste
cemetary gates all black suits and limos
family tears and flowers no more shows and videos
after parties hoes come to a cease
young thug caught one slug rest in peace
(Ughhhhh)
(Only time will tell nigg*
when we die go to heaven or hell nigg*)