V.i.p Lyrics - Do Or Die

There's a lot of things that I never understood, (never understood) 

Somethin' like Victory, look here, (look here) 

Blessin's to the men that walk Chicago streets, and survive (and survive) 

We all in a test of time, (God bless us) 

one thing let me show you, (show me) 

Trials and tribulations, Victory, (victory), felony P.A. 

(public announcement), Victory, (victory) 

Do or Die, Mike Dun, Victory, (victory) 

This is a must, (this is a must) 

Amongst the Chicago area, beyond the universe 

is have to be a must, C'mon 

(Chorus) X 2 

Got to keep it real baby party all night 

You spill your drink on me baby that's all right 

How should you be in the V.I.P., and the 

think of all the nights you can creep out with me 

See I'm about leasin' real estates 

ball with the heavyweights, tryin' to get a bad hoe 

Lease up in every state, some on the estimate 

motherfuckers calculate, then to straight ass shake 

Thugs hyperventilate, bounce for me baby, baby, show me, show me love 

For it's 'bout the love of money, motherfucker stay in the club 

cause all my nigga's fresh out start back 

I fold em' up murda baby right back 

shit, ya'll in the Benz's, hoe's love us 

if you not wit' the flow, hoes ride wit' us 

My nigga Chas' tol' me never let em' see you sweat 

never let em' see you wet 

never let em' call your bet 

sex for a rival, look for some 5-0 

watch those kinve'o's, just anaylze yo' 

nigga's for the 5-0, bus' those thugs on the flo' 

with my eyes closed, motherfuckers wha' ha! 

(Chorus) 

You'd be lookin' fine, and so sexy and all that 

threw away my pillow when I slept wit' my gal 

bounce for me baby shake yo' ass like that 

remember us 96', po' see a cadillac 

Ya'll stressin' now, while we're tryin' to handle that 

Louie 13, hell yeah, sippin' that, only ones to shine 

(???) with 2 plaques, we be sangin' dame's, top that 

diamonds 'round my wrists goin' blin', blin', blin' 

money at the bank goin' ting', ting', ting' 

love or die be, put a rock on my fing' 

make the average (????) make a hummin' bird sing 

ya'll let me, let me, let me who? 

Show a chick som' paper tell me what she wan' do 

I could flip a jack, make a nigga go ooo... 

you can get yo' girls, I can with my own crew, wha' 

(Chorus) 

All my thugs don't count, you in the club bouncin' 

He goin' make yo' habit go from a dub to an ounce 

this do or die link put em' on the same shit 

nigga pull drama, I'm gonna cock an' spit 

we tryin' to take the city, the block ain't shit 

north pole niggas get cold as the game get 

I'm official, that means I pull it down with no cabbage, (no cabbage) 

open up shop with no status, (no status) 

It's my time to spit it, and make the world right 

it's my time to shine, like ya'll girls said 

it's my turn to whip niggas, and have niggas Cross have it, look 

keep it for 3 months and I'm gon' let ya'll by, yeah, right now 

I'm lookin' for somethin' it's probably gonna be it, hey Ma 

QP's the baddest, yo' sex, remind's the status, me V.I.P. 

You need, to holla at us. 

(Chorus) 

Would you ride for me baby? 

Would you bus' some slugs in them nigga's? 

Heey, pump, pump, pump, pump, and ya'll niggas don't want to duck 

lemme bump that shit for ya', who make them hits for ya' 

and when you down and out, I'm goin' make them knicks for ya' 

all my niggas paper chase, paper chase, 

and when them motherfuckers roll up in yo' face 

you can catch a case, catch a case, so I just stay home niggas 

I've got a phone niggas, roll when I blow nigga, hittin' other cities 

then I'm runnin' through the toll niggas, partner we die young 

wil'in out, no doubt, have fun, V.I.P., pop guns, and I drop bombs 

but I, told ya'll motherfuckers just to come 

and anything in my perimeter I bomb 

(Chorus)