[Verse 1]
It all got started on a hot summer day
A shot was heard, a b**** was shot that day
The hoes were taking over, riding three deep
Lorenzo rims in a black cherry Jeep
The b**** violated, her name was Terri B
Riding the coat tail of the rapper Eazy-E
Now I'm a give you an F cause your a**'ll stand tall
A funky white b**** with a little bit of ball
Ruthless, that's what you think you are
A hoe is on the beat, so you won't get very far
Talking that s*** on a murder you wrote
b**** try again, that's a m************ joke
Wicky-wicky-wack, that's what I said
Now a wacked a**ed b**** got a nine to her head
Don't lay back, and start to cry
It's a hell of a choice: To Live Or Die
[Chorus: 4X]
To Live Or Die
Die b****
[Verse 2]
I'm a m***********, I'll put you through a test
You're another sucker I had to lay to rest
Blood sweat and tears running down your face
I ain't even pull a trigger, now I got a murder case
I'll drop your a** right down to your knees
You're begging like a punk, baby girl please
f*** you, yeah I said it again
I'll kick your a** while I count to ten
The choice is yours, you'd better make it fast
Five more seconds, the nine up your a**
I'm wasting my time, cause it ain't no fight
I'm a f*** you up when we touch the mike
My rap's so strong, like an armored tank
Step back b****, cause you're about to get ganked
HWA is in the place
Kicking funky rhymes all in your face
Murder, murder, is what you preach
You wouldn't kick sand on a m************ beach
Your record deal is a mystery to me
You must have give Eric some white p****
b****, you think you're hard, but you're softer than b***er
Trying to hang around the Compton brothers
You want to be black, and that's no lie
b****, make a choice: To Live Or Die
[Verse 3]
I don't know where you're from, but it sure ain't the streets
Cause you're walking around sweet and petite
I'm the baddest, hardest b**** in the world
Check my credentials, they call me baby girl
Taking white b****** out iis a hobby of mine
f*** all that s***, Jaz pass me the nine
Remember that test, b**** you didn't pass
Now I'm forced to put the nine back in your a**
Put the clip in then I blast you
No that didn't get past you
Your no rapping a** was bound to fail
Now my m************ a** might wind up in jail
I went to court and copĪed my plea
I had to murder, she was a wack MC
The judge liked me and gave me a try
Cause he liked my hit: To Live Or Die
[Chorus]
(repeat and fade)
It all got started on a hot summer day
A shot was heard, a b**** was shot that day
The hoes were taking over, riding three deep
Lorenzo rims in a black cherry Jeep
The b**** violated, her name was Terri B
Riding the coat tail of the rapper Eazy-E
Now I'm a give you an F cause your a**'ll stand tall
A funky white b**** with a little bit of ball
Ruthless, that's what you think you are
A hoe is on the beat, so you won't get very far
Talking that s*** on a murder you wrote
b**** try again, that's a m************ joke
Wicky-wicky-wack, that's what I said
Now a wacked a**ed b**** got a nine to her head
Don't lay back, and start to cry
It's a hell of a choice: To Live Or Die
[Chorus: 4X]
To Live Or Die
Die b****
[Verse 2]
I'm a m***********, I'll put you through a test
You're another sucker I had to lay to rest
Blood sweat and tears running down your face
I ain't even pull a trigger, now I got a murder case
I'll drop your a** right down to your knees
You're begging like a punk, baby girl please
f*** you, yeah I said it again
I'll kick your a** while I count to ten
The choice is yours, you'd better make it fast
Five more seconds, the nine up your a**
I'm wasting my time, cause it ain't no fight
I'm a f*** you up when we touch the mike
My rap's so strong, like an armored tank
Step back b****, cause you're about to get ganked
HWA is in the place
Kicking funky rhymes all in your face
Murder, murder, is what you preach
You wouldn't kick sand on a m************ beach
Your record deal is a mystery to me
You must have give Eric some white p****
b****, you think you're hard, but you're softer than b***er
Trying to hang around the Compton brothers
You want to be black, and that's no lie
b****, make a choice: To Live Or Die
[Verse 3]
I don't know where you're from, but it sure ain't the streets
Cause you're walking around sweet and petite
I'm the baddest, hardest b**** in the world
Check my credentials, they call me baby girl
Taking white b****** out iis a hobby of mine
f*** all that s***, Jaz pass me the nine
Remember that test, b**** you didn't pass
Now I'm forced to put the nine back in your a**
Put the clip in then I blast you
No that didn't get past you
Your no rapping a** was bound to fail
Now my m************ a** might wind up in jail
I went to court and copĪed my plea
I had to murder, she was a wack MC
The judge liked me and gave me a try
Cause he liked my hit: To Live Or Die
[Chorus]
(repeat and fade)