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Esham - Can't Take It Wit Cha lyrics
Yo, yeah, there was somthin I wanted to say, oh yeah, yo (CHORUS) All that shit that dope might get cha (when you die) You cant take it wit cha All that shit that dope might get cha (so give it up) All that shit that dope might get cha (when you die) You cant take it wit cha All that shit that dope might get cha (so listen to this shit) Most niggaz like money, car's, pussy ho Pockets on swole roll true's and vogue's You sell your soul as the story is tole Just a hold on a bitch lookin like Envogue So ya slang em, gangbang em, nuts hang em And bitches want the money but tricks you cant blame em Got ducket's, mother fuck it, so ya stuck it You either Flavor Flav it or ya chuck chuck chuck it Got a big ol' house that sit on a hill Gettin high till you die cuz that's the way you feel But on the real, I dont give a fuck what you got Cuz it dont mean shit when yo ass get shot Why not, most niggaz plot with the gloc And only gloc's go pop piggety pop pop pop You just cant stop it if they comin to get cha And oh yeah, you cant take it wit cha (CHORUS) All that shit that dope might get cha (when you die) You cant take it wit cha All that shit that dope might get cha (none of that) All that shit that dope might get cha (when you die) You cant take it wit cha You might get you a house, a woman, and maybe a baby If you dont go crazy first And tell me what's worse bein broke or a hearse (huh) Money is a black man's curse, but still We got to have dollar bills, Cuz if I cant see it then the shit aint real Where I live, crackhead heaven 24-7 No hope for the city of dope It aint no heaven, god dont like my hood Cuz my hood is hell and it aint no good Got money to the ceilin' oh what a feelin O.G. dealin, Caps get peeled and next Ho's want checks for some sex Pussy's get recked dick shoved through they neck No respect, you get no respect so he hit cha Snap your love like a picture Ho you cant take it wit cha (CHORUS) All that shit that dope might get cha (when you die) You cant take it wit cha All that shit that dope might get cha (none of that) All that shit that dope might get cha (when you die) You cant take it wit cha You cant take it wit cha, no love, no lust No one, no gun, no cap to bust All the things in life you've ever had Get zipped and locked in the bodybag What's left? Life after death, you dont know When you die, you might meet the people you owe Death row, that's where we all gon' go Sell your soul to the devil get a tag on your toe Oh no, no more bitches and television Get a trip to the morgue for your final circumsision What the fuck? You dont know what from what Cuz they even took your dick and your nuts Man you cant take it wit cha (CHORUS) All that shit that dope might get cha (when you die) You cant take it wit cha All that shit that dope might get cha (none of that) All that shit that dope might get cha (when you die) You cant take it wit cha |
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