Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dead Or Alive , by - Jimmy Johnson. Song from the album North // South, in the genre БлюзRelease date: 31.12.1998
Record label: Delmark
Song language: English
Dead Or Alive |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| Bring 'em Dead or Alive |
| Ah-oh no, bring c |