Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dead Wrong feat Young Buck, artist - Jake One. Album song White Van Music, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.10.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Dead Wrong feat Young Buck |
You just want to battle rap, see who got the best verse |
I just hope you got a strap, I’m a let that Tec burst (*brrrp*) |
Y’all know I ain’t havin that, I got to check first |
See if it’s some real beef (alright …), before I put in work |
We are on the real streets and this is real life |
God if you hear me (HEAR ME!), don’t let me die tonight |
I can see it clearly, they puttin +Prices On My Head+ (NO!) |
Their kids wear our shoes and they wives in our bed (YEAH!) |
Now they mad at us, cause they takin our picture |
So please Mr. Hater, can I have a word with ya? |
(can I have a word with ya?) |
Talk to me (YEAH!), tell me what is goin on |
Why are you hatin? |
(HUH?) Why you want to see me gone? |
Who got my back? |
(WHAT?) They just won’t leave a G alone |
That’s why I’m ridin with it, even though it’s dead wrong (BLOW!) |
Talk to me, tell me what is goin on (YEAH!) |
Why are you hatin? |
Why you want to see me gone? |
(HUH?) |
Who got my back? |
They just won’t leave a G alone (WHAT?) |
That’s why I’m ridin with it, even though it’s dead wrong (BLOW!) |
You know your boy 50 Cent? |
He — dead wrong |
And that nigga Lloyd Banks, he — dead wrong |
Can’t forget Yayo, he — dead wrong |
Niggas know Young Buck, I’m dead wrong (COME ON!) |
Back to it, the same old shit (YEAH!) |
Another album out, it’s more money to get (WOO!) |
The hood love a nigga, so they give me a pass (FO SHO!) |
I’m not like these other niggas, I will blast (BOOM! …) |
I know these rappers don’t know me and I should laugh |
But ain’t no way I’m a let these cowards cross my path (NAH! …) |
We got animal instincts, nose of a +Blood Hound+ (Blood Hound) |
+I Smell Pussy+, I’ll come and pull your panties down (panties down) |
A man found, dead with his eyes open (a ha …) |
Oh you the man now, the whole world know 'em |
Hate me, but you can’t break me (what?) |
You can’t say we, do a damn thing free (free) |
Be about yours (HEY!), cause I’m about mine (HEY!) |
See why you bullshittin? |
You about to +Die Tryin+ (die tryin) |
Actin like I won’t walk out this booth and get 'em (alright) |
Somebody tell the hater, can I have a word with him? |
(word with him) |
You know the homie Spider Loc? |
He — dead wrong |
And them boys Mobb Deep, they — dead wrong |
Can’t forget M.O.P., they — dead wrong |
Yeah nigga, Young Buck, I’m dead wrong |