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Tytuł: Dead Or Alive

  • Wykonawca: Cam'Ron
  • Wy¶wietleń: 265
[Chorus 5x]
  Bring 'em Dead or Alive
  Ah-oh no, bring 'em Dead or Alive
  
  [Cam'Ron talking over the chorus]
  Uh.. killa.. Dip Set.. Santana.. Freaky.. Jim Jones
  
  [Verse 1]
  Yo, yo, yo, the way I been treated in this industry? Not nicely
  Little faggot motherfucker like [Mike Lightly]
  Tried to get someone to pop my chain
  Getting robbed dog, is not my game
  My nigga hopped out the van real quick, cocked that thang
  Reversed the situation, popped his chain
  Be happy we ain't pop his brain
  Aiyoo, I treat that show money, Mike..
  Like it's coke money, aight?
  So you better have it, consequence could be a casket
  I'm beyond forensic, a menace wit' a matic
  I'ma leave 'em in the streets just splattered
  Beat and battered, fuck cops, police don't matter
  Bring 'em to me
  
  [Chorus 5x]
  Bring 'em Dead or Alive
  Ah-oh no, bring 'em Dead or Alive
  
  [Jim Jones talking over chorus]
  Triple noooooo, Come on, Bs Up, Dip Set, uh
  
  [Verse 2]
  Yo, aiyyo I pop to my name
  With not a dollar, not a cent, not a rock to my name
  Yo I'ma keep it funky dog to hop my chain
  For a block and cocaine, now it's back to my block and cocaine
  You know, re-in up, and fillin' up them pots with cocaine
  Then you chop it up, and bottle up and top the cocaine
  Got watch for the cops and dey chains
  For them diplomatic affairs, automatic'll flare
  I whips everything from automatics to gears
  Yeah, you know sticks I clutch 'em
  Shots with 6 I bust em, cop kicks to scuff 'em
  Fuck 'em, hop out the 6 and crush 'em
  Hop in the 6 and dust 'em, BOOM
  
  [Chorus 5x]
  Bring 'em Dead or Alive
  Ah-oh no, bring 'em Dead or Alive
  
  [Verse 3: Cam'Ron]
  Yo.. aiyyoo, these niggaz talkin' shit?
  They about to get hit with fuckin' clips
  You better let 'em know
  I got girls that'll buy my a quarter
  Supply me wit' water, beef come? Drive me to borders
  Kamikazes wit' they hommies..body your daughter
  Turn your whole crew into +Dodgers+ like +Tommy Lasorda+
  
  [Verse 4: Jimmy Jones]
  Yeah, come on
  So you faggots have that money in order
  Jim'll come through in wolves and let the hungry extort ya'
  Now how is that for the drama suspense?
  Any beef, our piranhas get sent
  Kidnap your momma for rent
  Hot shots from the beretta'll a fly
  I'm breakin' bread with my guys, we want 'em dead or alive
  Dip Set BOOM
  
  [Chorus 5x]
  Bring 'em Dead or Alive
  Ah-oh no, bring 'em Dead or Alive