Artist: Chip Banks
Album:  n/a
Song:   Niggaz Gonna Die
Typed by: Knowledge God
 
[Chip Banks]
Yo when Banky start flipping motherfuckers start whispering
Damn, wondering why son tripping
Snatch up clips and roll hollow tips
And squeeze trigger, start spitting
Niggas that I'm hitting start shitting on themselves
Used to be giants now they're elves
Took the stand point the finger at my man, did you
Let your own street hype kid you
End the believing, I wouldn't get even for my nigga
Shit you got them doing fed time
Now for you is dodge lead time
Rock-a-bye bed time, dead time
I'm dead tired of these guys acting like ? fakers
Get busted, start singing like table top dancers in Vegas
Once Sammy did it they got outrageous
How you used to get money with a nigga, millions
Then once shit get bitter, you get funny on a nigga
Start squealing, I can't feel them, niggas I peel them
Run up on them, cock back hammer then kill them
 
[Chorus]
'Niggaz Gonna Die' for that
Oh ahh oh ahh, gonna die for that
 
[Chip Banks]
In the game, a lot came but few was chosen
Some set up, hit up, found stiff, huh
Get my drift, heard loose lips sink ships
If I was Bill Gates, I guess crack viles would be microchips
How soon niggas forget what they dealing with
Get bagged, start that squealing shit
The number one record in the country should be
It's not me it was them, and the runner up is
I was working for him, bitch
Puts these seaman shoes on and see if you can swim
Better yet, maybe my best bet, how can I forget'
Feed his ass to the pits if you talk a lot
Get your crew hit in the dark a lot
A jewel that was dropped by the Chef
Big nigga 'til the end, that's why I love him 'til the end
Hassan, see you soon kid
That nigga that snitch, I'ma run upon him, put it in his wig
 
[Chorus]