Will They Die for You? (feat. Puff Daddy & Lil' Kim) (Amended Version) - Mase/Diddy/Lil Kim

Yeah how many niggas that'll die 4 you

How many get a quiche like the pie wit you

I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you

Niggas know if a red's on ya head

Then they ride with you

How many niggas that'll die 4 you

How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you

I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you

Niggas know if a red's on ya head

Then they ride with you

Well I'mma ride for you would you ride for me

Well I'mma die for you would you die for me

Obviously we all know you type of cats

Let they man get struck never strike back

Stay in the street seven days a week

Sh*t get hot you never blaze your heat

Stupid motherf**ker wanna play me sweet

So I keep 'em on his toes

That way he never sleeps

Bigger than the king and the Pope

Sling no d**e

Call me anything but broke

When it's on I guarantee my team don't choke

Want a war you niggas better bring yo' force

And when I say we won't quit believe this sh*t

When I talk about a Benz let you see the 6

And when I'm talkin' to a ho

Let you meet my b**ch

When Puff talk you niggas take heed to this

How many niggas that'll die 4 you

How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you

I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you

Niggas know if a red's on ya head

Then they ride with you

How many niggas that'll die 4 you

How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you

I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you

Niggas know if a red's on ya head

Then they ride with you

Yo if you down to act we came to scrap

We beef '89 still watch your back

A ni**a smack me I'mma smack 'em back

If it lead to the guns then that be that

And lately niggas that snake me

Just make me

Wanna send 'em heat without AC

Thinks I'm sweet taste me

How much you really want it

Enough to put a mil' on it or your deal on it

This year Cancun guess who I'm going wit

My own niggas see I pay my own trip

Make my own chips I copped my own 6

I knock my own sh*t like I'm on my own dick

My day be short need coke raid the fort

I'm knocked by the cops come blaze the court

And though niggas die for go on the shelf

Disrespect and spend like

A man below your belt

Me I always had so I never go for self

Had thousand dollar bills with Teddy Roosevelt

Better slow down tellin' you now

Put the dough down

Kick your door down

Surround the block where you go now

Fifty shots spit at you and that

Is not a whole round

Way I leave the furniture

Think it was co-found

Here's the low-down

Messin' with Mase gotta go down

What more could I say but hey

Guess you niggas know now

How many niggas that'll die 4 you

How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you

I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you

Niggas know if a red's on ya head

Then they ride with you

How many niggas that'll die 4 you

How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you

I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you

Niggas know if a red's on ya head

Then they ride with you

Motherf**kin' right I'ma roll

With my motherf**kin' dogs

B**ches ain't around when it's time to go to war

This sh*t here nothing to f**k with

I'm the same b**ch

All ya'll wanna try ya'll luck with

Lil' Kim spread like syphilis

You think I'm p**sy

I dare you to stick your dick in this

Chrome 4-4 inconspicuous in the 6-0-0

Sh*t's ridiculous

Speak when you're spoken to

And only with permission

Like E F Hutton when I talk

Niggas listen

So don't ya'll be mad at me

'Cuz I'm the Q to the B

To the motherf**kin' E-E

Copped my CD now all ya'll wanna be me

See me on the TV beds will dip in 3-D

Peep the CD chromed out and phoned out

My sh*t is paid for your sh*t is loaned out

I gets it on money keep growin'

Ice fully glowin' plus I'm bad to the bone

In the danger zone I hold my own

When the pain is gone

Like a splinter you enter

So why should I throw my blows in those

Do a bit upstate and take the

Weight for your troubles

My ni**a B I G I'mma ride for

But it ain't too many niggas that I'd die for

How many niggas that'll die 4 you

How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you

I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you

Niggas know if a red's on ya head

Then they ride with you

How many niggas that'll die 4 you

How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you

I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you

Niggas know if a red's on ya head

Then they ride with you

How many niggas that'll die 4 you

How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you

I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you

Niggas know if a red's on ya head

Then they ride with you

How many niggas that'll die 4 you

How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you

I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you

Niggas know if a red's on ya head then