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DIE Lyrics by Jay Hound

2024

[Verse 1: Jay Hound]
I am that nigga that’s still on the block with them killers
Sweepers on go, they some savages
I brought a 40
And bro got his 30 on him, so we already knew who was Maverick
We bent that block like a dozen of times
I knew I was trippin', I was speakin' to Casper
Like, Bro, if he tryna push up on me, better throw. He gon' run up and-

Is he stupid? He gonna come to my block
For a name, he gon' leave with a shell
I throw, I ain’t leavin' no trail
Darkskin, bullets is makin' 'em peel
I had to tell 'em, "No, I ain’t [?], but you could meet heaven or hell."

[Verse 2: Baby Sweep]
I am tryna flick, bro, just give mе my space
I bet Baby 8 won’t forget ’bout that day
Hot shit his body, hе talkin' to grave
Nigga fell, they was pickin' him up off his face

All black when we creepin' through ave
I am shaking my shoulders, nigga pain
[?] My Range, step back, start shootin' like Klay

[Verse 3: SG Sweep]
Free KappNine, we was spinnin' with heat
D’s on dick, I ain’t tossin' my G
I am tryna catch a new P
[?] Make all of ’em sweep
How many times did we make niggas flee?
Free Chucky, was makin' ’em lean
Two tact, brodie throw on the beam
Remember that night, just me and MB
Stand still, flocked 'em, great they released
Get in my stance, they gon' know it was me

[Verse 4: Baby Floxks]
Throw a shot, watch ’em dance
Put the beam on his head, this shit jammed
G2 ain’t work, I step back, let it blam
Two tact, pop nigga cap for the gram
Straight grinchin', was never no scam
Bro on they block, tryna give ’em a chance

[Verse 5: Baby Sweep]
Catch a hit on the opps
Nigga back to the land
Revolver go BOW, niggas grabbin' they mans
[?] Gotta fix up my stance
Freak bitch on my dick, she keep touchin' my pants
Threw some shots, needa spin like he danced
Nigga fell, he was gravin' his hands
I’ma get to the bag, that’s part of the plan
I act bad with the G, every scene I am a [?]
Drako got beat in the back of the store
Catch a shot to the chest, tryna spin through 10 4z
If I am throwing the bullets, then he ready more
[?] Shorts up, no, I ain’t talkin’ no sports
Don’t got the G, I get wavy with Sauce

[Verse 6: Jay Hound]
And I done went dumb on a Honda Accord
He suicidal
If he thinkin' he can just walk to the ticket
Then he just gon' DIE
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About “DIE” by Jay Hound

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