| I don’t know which way to go
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| Fuck it might as well go both
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| Cos these niggas want my soul
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| Get these mother fuckers trying to reload
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| Got my index on the trigger
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| Screaming why am I selling figure
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| Introduce you to your digger
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| Put your ass beside the vicar
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| See I know where you hang
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| You got some killers in your gang
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| Plus I’m gon be the blame
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| For leaving the mother fucker unrestrained
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| Piper shots to the brain bitch
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| Say my name and watch me get the five shots
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| Shooting nine lots
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| Give me props
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| I shoot a cop then I watch his body drop
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| Gotta make this crooked cop stop it
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| If I go to the pen watch my back and we can all break out
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| I’m screaming free me
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| Until we get parole I’m shaking D. P
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| Believe me I’m a kill them on T. V with the Glock on the repeat
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| Putting all their souls deep you’re watered down and so weak
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| Dead or alive so recognise that I got shots for my guys
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| Between your eyes mother fucker Rapalot for life
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| (Belo)
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| Don’t want to hang out
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| Want to grab this tek and blow my brains out
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| Nigga you got some problems I got my own don’t call my name out
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| If the bullets rang out
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| For the fuck why they wanna see me
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| Who the fuck gon wanna be me
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| Lay down and know that you’re free
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| Kill the bullshit cos a nigga gon bullshit
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| Smoke weed and worry
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| Separate keys get dirty
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| I’m calling on God he’s worth it he’s worth it
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| My daddy left me lonely
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| My friend that I call my homey
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| Who got me just like only
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| Keeping the dark trying to ride this pony
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| My nigga Mo is locked up
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| My brother Twan’s locked up
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| Plant the grass on e’s and rock up
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| Three of my brothers and no mo
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| No jealous slays no fo fo
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| In the hand where you put that po po
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| Free all my niggas
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| For the rule’s this world free em all that figures
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| Now take this nigga
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| Face down mother fucker and gon meet your digger
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| Get up stand up don’t give up get paid and live up
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| Mother fucker made up break all this bullshit
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| I’m gunning with the full clip
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| And still most wanted
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| See I’m stressed with pain
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| My Grandmama told me that I was blessed with the game
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| I took it and I sold my whole life to the game
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| So everything I thought my whole heart I gave
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| From G-packs to weed packs
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| It’s going to give me problems I really don’t need that
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| See I got a boy on my back
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| That I been running since them ways back
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| Tell Uncle Sam that I’m gon stay black
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| And fuck those silly cars stirring my shit up under this six flat
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| And tell them hoes who be diamond kissers
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| Trying to take control of a niggas riches
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| They can get they nose out a niggas business for it
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| Down here treying to set the wife off the fix and I don’t play that
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| Praying for my downfall I’m making
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| Dome shots on all y’all
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| Got us retaliating like outlaws
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| Dead or alive mother fucker I’m black bro |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dead Or Alive, artist - Do Or Die. Album song Headz Or Tailz, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп