Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Take Me Alive, artist - Bootleg. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Never Take Me Alive |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| You hoes will never take me alive |
| I’d rather die than watch the time pass by |
| From a jail cell |
| See the criminal in my eye |
| I’mma get rich or die tryin', I ain’t lyin' |
| I’m starvin' tryin' to get a ticket |
| Keep my feet in motion 'til I get it |
| Never catch me standin' still |
| 'Leg, I’m the real deal |
| Known to open up fire on niggas |
| With the eye to kill |
| Every time I spit a lyric real niggas hear it |
| They say, «Leg ain’t just a he got that hustlin' spirit in him» |
| I hear niggas out here spittin' venom |
| Put holes in they denim |
| Set fire to they linen |
| Fo'-fo' split lemons |
| This K’ll hit ya whippin' |
| Have that motherfucker spinnin' |
| I don’t recognize beginnings |
| All I understand is endings |
| Pending cases, high speed chases |
| Got a nigga out here wonderin' |
| Is Michigan a state that I can still put up numbers in |
| Tryin' to cop myself that brand new Benz when it first come in |
| A nigga never could pretend |
| That’s why I don’t have many friends |
| Never really knew my daddy |
| It’s a shame but I don’t miss him |
| Six grandkids and he never even hugged or kissed 'em |
| Fuck him I don’t give a goddamn |
| Take it like a man |
| Probably shed a couple tears if I ever shook his hand |
| Gotta kill the witnesses |
| Don’t let them bitches take the stand |
| Shoot 'em on the spot |
| My nigga always stickin' with the plan |
| Gotta make another grand |
| A hustler is what I am |
| They’ll never take me alive |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (Don't fuck with me) |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (They'll never take me alive) |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (Don't fuck with me) |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (They'll never take me alive) |
| I’m like a renegade |
| Searchin' for new ways to get paid |
| Take the game international |
| Without the financial aid |
| Gimme a whip, another bag to flip |
| I’m back on the block |
| If the trigger finger start itchin' |
| I’ll scratch your back with the Glock |
| It was gettin' hot and so I changed my name |
| Blowin' like a hurricane |
| Tell me, can you stand the rain |
| Once I begin applyin' pain |
| I been a lot of other things |
| Never been a loser |
| Ghetto nigga, baby maker, substance abuser |
| I’ve been around the world |
| I’m straight, my life is great, it’s great |
| And fucked a bad ho in all 52 states |
| Now how much more can I really expect out of life |
| If you come, come with your guns in the sky |
| You’ll never take me alive |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (Don't fuck with me) |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (You hoes’ll never take me alive) |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (Don't fuck with me) |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (You hoes’ll never take me alive) |
| I come to hit the game with controversy |
| I know you haters out here scurvy |
| Ain’t none of ya’ll worthy |
| Never let a bitch ass nigga merc me |
| The game is dirty |
| Plus I know police are watchin' |
| Every move that I make |
| Make no mistake 'cause they plottin' |
| Fish scale we coppin' |
| In the lab we choppin' |
| Then front it all out to the world |
| And we right back poppin' |
| It’s mathematics |
| Hundred thousand stacks in the attic |
| I’m livin' lavish |
| Niggas rather see me dead and not havin' |
| I keep my eyes open |
| Watchin' out for smiles and grins |
| God, protect me from my friends (why) |
| My enemies I can handle them |
| Got me livin' life on a limb |
| Chances are slim |
| For this dough it’s either me or it’s him |
| Bitch I’m a bad guy and I’m (what) |
| Here to make the world cry (it's what) |
| It’s kind of sad that I (had what) |
| Had to take a chance to try (fuck what) |
| Motherfuck the FBI (and what) |
| Informers testify |
| Speakin' on my supply |
| And all you bitches gotta die |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (Don't fuck with me) |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (You hoes’ll never take me alive) |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (Don't fuck with me) |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| I swear to God I don’t care no more |
| (You hoes’ll never take me alive) |