Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Last of a Dying Breed, artist - Young Jeezy. Album song Let’s Get It: Thug Motivation 101, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.07.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
Last of a Dying Breed |
Welcome to da life of a young thug nigga |
Only hang out wit dem criminals and dem drug dealers |
I’m from even where da dead die |
But try an do it big like da kid from bed stuy |
I see death around da corna and I ain’t scared |
I got a wit 15 and I’m fully prepared, that’s right |
Lord a mercy 20 rounds in a clip |
Outta line get 20 rounds in ya hip |
Shoot first and ask question lata |
Da answer is it was all about da paper |
And everything da game is shit to lose |
And a new forty-five that I’m dyin' to use |
Say if ya real like me |
Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see |
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed |
Last of a dying breed |
If ya real like me |
Keep that thang on ya hip that’s just da way that it’s gotta be |
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed |
Last of a dying breed |
I done seen niggaz come and go |
Shit da whole world done seen wat I done before |
We do anythang when da funds is low |
I’m da reason outta town as don’t come no mo |
Let me show you niggaz how to break down da whole thang |
My nigga B.G. |
know Buck been a man |
It’s got to be in ya blood to be a thug |
If I ain’t makin' enough I ma jack my plug |
We was born in it not sworn in it |
You can go against it or you can join wit it |
Make my mark so da streets gon' rememba me |
Now come and git it nigga Cashville Tennekee holla back |
Say if ya real like me |
Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see |
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed |
Last of a dying breed |
And if ya real like me |
Keep that thang on ya hip that’s just da way that it’s gotta be |
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed |
Last of a dying breed |
Some of da dudes we thought was real O. G's was O. D's |
'Cause they talk pleas and includin' G’s like you and me |
The first step was going to set a trap |
So in a short period they convince da grand jury to allow a phone tap |
And if they listen in |
Not once did they hear us mentioning |
Murder and a cocaine distributing |
Through all that was dividends comin' in |
I’m straightly gettin' betta yet we too smart for ya bullshit |
Callin' all cars, it’s your brother-in-laws |
And tell 'em hurry up and come dem niggaz got gunz |
Man down shots fired only fuck niggaz and cops died |
First stage of a ride and dem fuck couldn’t sneak by |
When you on a witnessin' and shit five bitch be quiet |
Because they only got what you tell 'em |
And then da witness that they had to |
Was lyin' there dead |
Shot in da street all red wit two shots to his head |
'Cause he was workin' for da feds |
And they last informant informed us they had it out for us |
For a bird but he got popped for it |
So ride or die for 'em, betta yet you betta kill 'em |
'Cause I think he gon get da bitch to tell 'em |
And he probably done all ready told |
But then again with out a witness dem bitches ain’t got shit, say |
If ya real like me |
Throw ya hoods in da air so da whole wide world can see |
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed |
Last of a dying breed |
If ya real like me |
Keep that thang on ya hip that’s just da way that it’s gotta be |
Last of a dying breed, last of a dying breed |
Last of a dying breed |