50 Cent: When death becomes you

(feat. M.O.P.) [M.O.P Intro] Hahahahahaaa Yeah Nigga Whoo.. The Smoke of New York Get up, Come On! Ah! [50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus] There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. (whoooooo) So front if you want to, but niggaz who murk you (come on) Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave.. You a rider right, that ride tonight (come on) Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (come on) Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or be killed (come on) Nigga shit is real in the field.. [Billy Danze Verse] Whats the procedures nigga, when you got a hammer in your mouth When you laid down and cry, when you stand up and die Like the man that i am, Fireeeeee!! Yes Yes, give um the whole thang Im a legend in the town, Nowww Since your all gangstered up lets get the fuck down Big Bill dancin' im reppin' for Buck town Nigga see me dummin' im comin' clutchin' the pound Dont worry about my whereabouts We air um out, clear um out, Yes Yes The pressure's on now, you need to get your hammers up Th-th-th-th-th thats what's up You too tough nigga, you dun rap it up Brownsville, cl-cl-cl-cl-cl Clap it up! Fif put in the call.. We ready to brawl with everyone of you or, Yes Yes [50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus] There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. (uh) So front if you want to (uh huh), but niggaz who murk you Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave.. (yes) You a rider right, that ride tonight Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (right) Nigga cock the steal (uh huh), this is kill or be killed (brrrrrrrr!!) Nigga shit is real in the field.. [Lil Fame Verse] You got these young niggaz hollerin "Murderer!!" Copper chops on my block like, blaka blaka blaka Niggaz dont give a fuck.. I seen a nigga shoot my mom'z, right in front of my motherfuckin' face See in the 'ville, aint such a thing as a straight bullet When your index finger on the trigger and you pull it Slugs aint never outta season (uh huh).. All you gotta do is give a motherfucker one reason (Uhh!) Blood stains on the ceilin'.. Same place he stood, thats what they leave um Dont black it out, lets just squeez'in off with your gun (uh huh) Cuz you gon' get your punk ass robbed with the young You know the drill.. I'ma give your ass 3 seconds to bounce and you better not ??chark?? 1.... Fuck that... [3 gunshots].. Ah bitch!.. Rest in bits! [50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus] There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. So front if you want to (uh huh), but niggaz who murk you Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave.. You a rider right, that ride tonight Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. Nigga cock the steal (uh huh), this is kill or be killed Nigga shit is real in the field..