Will They Die 4 You?
Mase feat. Puff Daddy & Lil' Kim Lyrics
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How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those who get high with you
Niggas know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those who get high with you
Niggas know infrareds on your head and they ride with you (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Well I'ma ride for you
Would you ride for me?
Well I'ma 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 streets seven days a week
Shit get hot, you never blaze your heat
Stupid mothafucka, wanna play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never sleep
Bigger than the king and the pope, sling no dope
Call me anythin' but broke
When it's on, I guarantee my team
Don't choke, wanna war?
You niggas better bring your folks
And when I say we won't quit, believe this shit
When I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm talkin' to a ho, let you meet my bitch
When Puff talk, you niggas take heave to this
Yeah, how many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
Yo, if you down to act, be down to scrap
We beef '89 still watch your back
A nigga smack me, I'ma smack him back
If it lead to guns, then that be that
And lately niggas that snake me, just make me
Wanna send 'em heat without A/C
Thinks I'm sweet, taste me
How much you really want it?
Enough to put a mill' on it or your deal on it
This year Cancun, guess who I'm goin' wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own trip
Make my own chips, I cop my own 6
I knock my own shit like I'm on my own dick
My days is short, need coke?
Raid the fort, don't knock by the cock
Come blaze the court
And though niggas ? goin to shove
Disrespect the spin like a man below your belt
Me, I always has, so I never go for self
Pack thousand dolla bills with Teddy Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you know
Put the dough down, kick your door down
Surround the block, where you go now?
Fifty shots spit at you and that not a whole round
Way I leave your furniture think it was coke found
Here's the low down, messin' wit Mase, gotta go down
What more can I say but hey?
Guess you niggas know now
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
Motherfuckin' right I'ma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't around when it's time to go to war
This shit here, nothin' to fuck with
I'm the same bitch all y'all wanna try y'all luck with
Lil' Kim spread like syphilis
You think I'm pussy?
I dare you to stick your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, shit's ridiculous
Speak when you're spoken to and only with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggas listen
So don't y'all be mad at me, 'cause I'm the Q to the B
To the motherfuckin' E-E
Copped my CD, now all y'all wanna be me
See me on the TV, bezel dipped in in 3-D
Peep the CD, chromed out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, your shit 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 I enter
So why should I throw my blows in those
Do a bid upstate and take the weight for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, I'ma ride for
But it ain't too many niggas that I'd die for
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
The lyrics to "Will They Die 4 You?" by Mase featuring Puff Daddy and Lil' Kim delve into themes of loyalty, trust, and betrayal within inner circles. The opening lines pose a provocative question about the depth of commitment from one's associates - how many people are truly willing to lay down their lives for you? The lyrics delve into the complexities of relationships where allegiances can be tested and true intentions questioned. The references to sharing in the spoils or risks, such as slicing the pie or facing danger with someone, suggest a close bond but also raise doubts about hidden agendas and ulterior motives.
Mase's verses emphasize the importance of standing up for oneself and one's values, especially in the face of adversity. He critiques those who opt for passivity in the face of threats or challenges, condemning those who prefer to avoid confrontation rather than defend themselves or their allies. The lyrics allude to a code of honor and self-respect, highlighting the need to remain vigilant and prepared for any potential conflicts. Mase's assertive tone conveys a sense of strength and determination in the face of potential dangers lurking in the streets.
The chorus reiterates the central question of loyalty and sacrifice, emphasizing the need for genuine allies who are willing to stand by your side in times of trouble. The imagery of infrared sights on someone's head symbolizes the constant threat of danger and betrayal in their environment, underscoring the need for trustworthy companions who will ride with them through thick and thin. The repetition of this question throughout the song reinforces the importance of discerning true friends from mere acquaintances who may not have your best interests at heart.
Lil' Kim's verse adds a fierce and unapologetic perspective to the song, asserting her strength and independence in a male-dominated world. She challenges the notion of being underestimated or disrespected, daring anyone to test her resolve. Her confrontational lyrics exude confidence and autonomy, showcasing a refusal to back down or be intimidated by anyone. Lil' Kim's presence in the track brings a bold and assertive energy, further emphasizing the themes of loyalty, empowerment, and resilience woven throughout the song.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, how many niggas that'll die for you?
How many people are truly loyal and willing to sacrifice themselves for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
How many share the rewards and benefits of success with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those who get high with you
I'm not referring to those who are just around for the good times
Niggas know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
People are aware of the dangers you face, yet still stand by your side
Well I'ma ride for you
I will support and stand by you no matter what
Would you ride for me?
Are you willing to show the same loyalty towards me?
Well I'ma die for you
I'm ready to make the ultimate sacrifice for you
Would you die for me?
Are you willing to go to the same lengths for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of cats, let they man get struck
It's clear the kind of individuals who would abandon their friend in times of trouble
Never strike back, stay in the streets seven days a week
They choose to avoid confrontation and remain on the streets constantly
Shit get hot, you never blaze your heat
When things become intense, you refuse to take action
Stupid mothafucka, wanna play me sweet
Someone foolish who underestimates me
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never sleep
I need to keep them alert so they don't let their guard down
Lyrics © MUSIC & MEDIA INT'L, INC., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Mason Betha, Sean Combs, Ronald Anthony Lawrence, Samuel Leroy Taylor
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