Put your money on me If you think I'm losing you, you must be crazy I'm never gonna let you go, even when it's easy But I'm never gonna let it go All your money on me Go tuck me into bed, and wake me when I'm dead I know that you gotta be free Singing

You better wave bye bye So put your hands up high Now wave them side to side Now when I pull out the nine Break through anything I'm face to face with It's true, you gon' make me lose my patience 'Cause victory is mine and I'mma take it So take a page

So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a fuck And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun Tear it up, tear it up yeah Here we go now, here we go I beat the pussy up like Ying-Yang Put it right, thur like Ching-Chang You

It's no roof so they can see me shine No roof so they can see me shine Only a matter of time It's dedicated, put it all to the grind It's no roof so they can see me shine, woah Wasn't for this music, I'll proly be dead Instead I'm on top and I'm countin'

Roll to every station, murder the DJ If hip hop should die before I wake I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK Hip hop just died this mornin' And she's dead, she's dead Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind Yeah, niggaz smoke, laugh, party,

Load up your six-shot baby Put it to my head Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured Put it to me, dead Lay your guns down let me die (scars) I walk this road alone Lay down your guns Cut me from ear to ear Eye for an eye

There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you Dig my grave with a silver spade Every link in my Jesus name Ever hear that church bell tone When I'm dead don't grieve for me Come right here and put flowers on my grave See that my grave is kept clean

Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt! Hold on, hold tight, it's not your turn to die yet So thankless, but he knew that he could take this Everything then came apart so one day he could make this It's a song for the nameless, that's ageless Hold onto my

Load up your six-shot baby Put it to my head Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured Put it to me, dead Lay your guns down let me die (scars) I walk this road alone Lay down your guns Cut me from ear to ear Eye for an eye

Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured Put it to me, dead Lay down your guns Cut me from ear to ear Eye for an eye The glass is long gone broken I walk this road alone No thanks to you Lay your guns down let me die (why won't you just let me die)