Machine Gun Kelly - Till I Die (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Machine Gun Kelly - Till I Die (en) Lyrics
One time for the city, my city
Bitch, I'm from The Land, till
I die (till I die) till I die
On the East Side till I die (
till I die) till I die
Bumpin' that Bone Thugs till I
die (till I die) till I die
In the hood, I'm good till I
die, CLE till I die, ho
Erry'where I go I'm puttin' on
Puttin' on, puttin' on
Puttin' on
(Kells) Where you from?
Straight outta the muthafuckin' crib, ho
On 128th, me and Slim, doe
Dead broke, we were smoking mid, bro
Baby mama hollerin' "How we
suppose to live though?!"
Fuck that! Beat the game up
quick, though (Blow)
Everybody in the team eating
Green meals, green leaves,
it's the green season
Catch me on Lee, up at Sharks eating
Whippin' with the hot sauce
like I'm street leaguin', And1
though
On the porch getting cut though
On first block with the blunt
rolled, me and Dub-O
My city, my city
Been turned up from the jump tho
Where you from? Y'all know, y'all know
It's tatted up on all my
squad, ho (Squad!)
I roll J's in a 12 inch RAW paper
Erry'day I live life like Pablo (Pablo)
Y'all know, y'all know
I'm tatted like I don't need jobs, ho
Nobody's gonna stop me getting paper
Erry'day I feel like El Chapo
I was getting high in the 6th grade
Throwing hands in the hall on
the first day
Scared of one of my hoes
gettin' knocked up
Snatching purses in the mall,
getting locked up
Bitch, I needed paper, I needed paper
Dreamin' of the penthouse on
the elevator
The hood taught me don't talk,
just walk mine
Timbos on the curb by the stop
sign (Kells)
East Side, West Side
Cleveland for life
Uptown to down the way
EC to the Heights, all day
Bitch, I'm from The Land till
I die (till I die) till I die
On The East Side till I die (
till I die) till I die
Bumpin that Bone Thugs till I
die (till I die) till I die
In the hood, I'm good till I
die, EST till I die, ho
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