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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Z-Ro
Vocals
Caleb Speir
Bass Guitar
Joshua Lopez
Guitar
Bun B
Vocals
Pimp C
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chad Butler
Songwriter
Bernard James Freeman
Songwriter
Joseph Howard Jr.
Songwriter
Brian Jackson
Songwriter
Joseph McVey
Songwriter
John Okuribido
Songwriter
D Fekaris
Songwriter
N. Zesses
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Bido
Producer
Yung Fyngas
Producer
Joe Traxx
Producer
Doug Fenske
Assistant Engineer
N.O. Joe
Mixing Engineer
Bob Brown
Mixing Engineer
Bun B
Executive Producer
Cory Mo
Recording Engineer
Eddy Schreyer
Mastering Engineer
J. Prince
Executive Producer
Mike Moe
Recording Engineer
Phillip Ramos
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Pimp C
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I pack that iron every time and I ain't tryna die
Pussy ****, I pack that nine every time and I ain't trying dying
[Verse 2]
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
[Verse 3]
I just wanna celebrate
Uh 'cause trill **** don't die
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
[Verse 4]
Pussy ****, thinking you gon' kill me
I got something for your ass, ****, you gonna feel me
I'ma blow you out the water with the .223
Puttin' dick up in your daughter, rap is over, I serve some cheese
[Verse 5]
**** talking about robbing Chad
Run up on me with that funky shit, leave you stinking in the grass
If you're Catholic, go to mass, if you're Baptist, go to church
See a ho up in a ****, go on, pull up my skirt
[Verse 6]
That'll be some incredible shit
**** scheming on my bezel, on some devilish shit
I been to hell and back, on another level, you bitch
Go on, try it, I'm going live, they gonna need a shovel for you, bitch
[Verse 7]
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
[Verse 8]
I just wanna celebrate
Uh 'cause trill **** don't die
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
[Verse 9]
I was stabbed, I been shot, went from no fans to being hot
But somehow always fell short for trying to keep vittles in my pot
In a dog eat dog world, y'all fellas be chasing girls
When I place myself in history, too hot for a ladder to get to me
[Verse 10]
But I can't help but to notice, I'm one of the coldest
And I know y'all haters love when I'm locked up, but I won't lose focus
Yeah, I wrote this counting down how many days I got
So lately my gun ain't been hit, it's been displayed a lot
[Verse 11]
My attitude is fucked up, I don't give a fuck 'cause I just don't give one
Thinking 'bout living a life where everything you do right is wrong
Motherfucker, I live one
I know **** wanna kill me, but I'm still riding pride
'Cause the Lord riding with me and that's the main reason why
[Verse 12]
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
[Verse 13]
I just wanna celebrate
Uh 'cause trill **** don't die
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
[Verse 14]
Some **** win and some **** lose
Some **** getting used, some always crying the blues
Some **** already lost and ain't gonna lose no more
Big shoes, ho choose, ain't paying dues no more
[Verse 15]
Everything y'all trying to do, I built a school, ho
Now it's fly to talk country, I made the rules, ho
I was sagging in my khakis 'fore Dickies was cool
Gangster Nike's on my feet, our music banging in the streets
[Verse 16]
The young B.G's really love to thump
Fuck radio and BET, I'm out here bumping in the trunk
For the girls popping pussy and the boys with the blow
Cadillacers and flat-backers, I'm out here repping for it, ho
[Verse 17]
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
[Verse 18]
I just wanna celebrate
Uh 'cause trill **** don't die
I just wanna celebrate
'Cause trill **** don't die
[Verse 19]
Can't any man, boy or woman take away my soul
It's a gift given from God and I'm keeping a tight hold
The world is ugly and cold, trying to make me the same
But I'ma keep it one hundred when it come to the game
[Verse 20]
Tame attitude (Then what?) They get the wolves to grouping up
They laying boys down (Then what?) They future they scooping up
We keep it click tight so when **** start lurking in the dark
Heaters start and their body start jerking
[Verse 21]
Put my work in on the reg', the powder in the keg
A dragging society, don't borrow, don't beg
For tomorrow so go on' head with your pity, I'ma be cool
Kindergarteners was looking up to me in preschool
[Verse 22]
Down with Pimp C, fool, and P.A.T the town
Representing to the fullest, till I'm gone, I hold it down
Bun beater, would never sell you no lie
So if you ask for the truth, I'ma reply that trill **** don't die
Written by: Bernard James Freeman, Brian Jackson, Chad Butler, John Okuribido, Joseph Howard Jr., Joseph McVey