Artist: Sneaky      Song: Do or Die      Beat: Unknown / Original      Typed By: Sneaky                   Yeah Lil Sneak Dogg up in this mutherfucker      1300 block      this shit is poppin            (Verse 1)            Another day I try to stay clean of the scene      With drama for your mama       Everytime u trying to stack that green      The magazine be busting      And im hustling for my paper      Gotta say yo blood      You know The block is fill with fucken haters      No help from the mayor       You on your own      Voice with a soft tone      With your polo cologne      Don't say nothing on the phone      Fivo hanging on the chord      Im looking over my shoulder      Still a laos boys soilder      Im dranking 40 stacking chip      Putting in clips don't slip don't trip      Get some kicks that have some good grip      Blood everybody for their self       you still got a heart to start a war      Fuck them marks       Peel them caps      Yeah that be smart      Lil sneak dogg      Cant go strait       So many punks that gone hate      So many muterfucken way they gone make      The scene imma shake      ride on them buster      I don't give a fuck      To them punks bitches dicks they can suck            (chorus x2)            where Im from       is do or die      when its time to ride      nips on the block      screaming out nutty side      killa kali is where we bound to shine      slang that A1 yolla       looking out for one time            (Verse 2)            Im living in the ghetto      Raise as a young hog      Just hold on       Don't let down      We all gonna make it dog      Its all about the looking back      Remerging the fast lane      Mama stressing so hard       I Gotta stop the mary jane      Its insane      Come feel me      Im trying to do good      But everytime im moving up      Mutherfuckers trippen on the hood      I gotta be back      Holding the strap       With the fivo in the corner      This shit is brazy (meaning crazy)      They 'll kick in your door      And pull them straps on ya      Aint no love for them fivo      Always trying to find a way to kick in your door      We call them ho's      they trippen where the spot I'll be at      I admit though them bitches got some fat ass strap      How can I live      It seems that im trap      I need to find a way out      But probably looking back      I'll be higher then before      When cast a spin up      When money aint a thang      Then when im living it up      Mutherfucker            (Chorus 2X)            (Verse3)                  Ride up ride in       Welcome to the S.I.N (my neighborhood)      Walking through the block      Sippen on that juice and gin      6 time going brazy      Lazy boy got that 411      Info for the nutty side      Who ride load the nine      Hit the dank      What you thank      Everybody feeling cool      Smoking on the blunt      And rolling up that boogie boo      Now puff puff puff      Till you wanna fucken pass that J      My way the other way       Or hit it some more      Hey      Aint mutherfuckers stingy on the BLOCK      Droppin bombs       Putting it down for this NSLB      Putting suckers on their back      Is what my OG told me      Hate a b       Hate a g      Slanging them fat as these      Release out       All yo fucken anger      When you get caught up in the tangle      Beats on steady      Muthersfucers come equip      Mutherfuckers pass me the mic      And spit this lyrics            (Chorus4X)