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tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n\n  Witness the gun clapper, blast\n  Who got murdered for that killer slash thug rapper\n  As these niggas begin to come after me\n  In the middle of the night\n\n  Is it Mr. Mike or did I change my name to Victor\n  In the middle of the fight\n\n  Quiet, shhh, on the set\n  Light up your blunts and cigarettes\n\n  The richer G's get are the bitches these niggas\n  My picture gets painted like Leonardo Da Vinci\n  Full of envy, Texas was the spot\n\n  Niggas got shot and fuck your memories\n  Send me the flyest MC that's trying to see\n  That Suave compound, they got harmed\n  Broke down to the highest degree\n  Well I be the bitch wanna fuck Mike for free\n  Either slide me a G (biotch)\n  Or get the fuck up out my ride\n  See my Uzi weighs a ton, when you niggas see me run\n\n  Got game to fuck a nun\n  Blame my gun\n  I'll leave you shaking son\n  Of a bitch, I'm rich\n  I'm quick to hit you up\n  Niggas them strange motherfuckers that don't give a fuck\n\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n\n  I was born and brought up where these streets be the key\n  A race of suspicious and heartless niggas on the streets\n  Suffer from poverty even though a nigga be slanging dope\n\n  And dodging the Feds because them bastards want me broke\n  Backlashes of prison for 90 days I'm doing bad\n  No money on book so every day I'm living mad\n  Born to be tough\n\n  Through all these miseries and pain\n  Standing strong\n  Through these struggles of these deadly gang\n  Visions of body bags and my homies' closed caskets\n  Illusions of prison and pistol pressures that I blast it\n  I'm out to live with no time to play\n  I got the tendencies to kill in relentless ways\n\n  Straight up\n  Cause life is a trick bitch\n  If you reaping weak\n  You stuck, shit out of luck\n\n  Seeking for release, too much destruction they claim\n  We gots to make a change\n  So much trouble between each other\n  Cause your ghetto life is strange\n\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n\n  Philosophically, psychologically you finna be fucked\n  We going on this ride, and yo bitch I'm gon' seduct\n  Nigga what do I give a\n  Ask the Mound killer\n  Faces I remember they say dump 'em in the river\n\n  New Year's Eve, 1999 nigga\n  Virtual reality, galaxy getting slicker\n  Me and Crime Boss and a nigga named Mr\n\n  Mike took a flight, had some clips to deliver\n  Headed back to the Suave Castle\n  I had to wrestle with this trespasser\n  Who had a dick like a lasso\n  And this gavel was a midget with banana clippers\n  Bootlegging sniffers\n  And Mr. Mike a-fucking-wicked\n  Ways of a rage in his fucking chest\n\n  Blew his ass to bits\n  Particles of green shits\n  It really goes to show you that shit done changed\n  And year 2000 life still be strange\n\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n  How many niggas wanna ride tonight\n  Die tonight, survive tonight\n"}]