Lyrics Dead Bodies - Only The Family, OTF Ikey

Dead Bodies

Ayo, Ikey Mikey
We on our OTF shit, you heard?
Get right with the get right or get lost
Hello, thank you, come again
Gang, gang, gang
Gang
Shittin' me?
How these niggas say they solid in they trade?
(In they trade)
And I’m too real and I can’t change on my gang
These niggas fool, they just chasin' some fame (Some fame)
You know it’s OTF, you know that’s gang-gang-gang-gang
You a pussy-ass nigga, you ain’t gang-gang-gang (Bitch)
You a pussy-ass nigga, can’t hang where I hang (Hell nah)
Shooters sittin' at your house, DOE
Dead bodies all around when we leave your place
I know these fuck niggas, they do nothin' (They ain’t nothin')
How you gon' say you a shooter and don’t shoot nothin'
When I pop outside I don’t see nothin' (Nothin')
All these shooters 'round me, got no punches (B-r-r-rah)
Leave your brains on the concrete (Yeah)
We slidin' off, SRT (Skrt, skrt)
If we can’t find you (We can’t find you), we’ll shoot your homie (Shoot your
homie)
Smoke your homie (Smoke your homie), that’s that OG (That OG)
We don’t wave white flags (No), we don’t do peace treaties (Nigga, nah)
Why your ho ass sneak-diss?
(Bitch) Better hope that heat miss you (Pussy)
How these niggas say they solid in they trade?
(In they trade)
And I’m too real and I can’t change on my gang
These niggas fool, they just chasin' some fame (Some fame)
You know it’s OTF, you know that’s gang-gang-gang-gang
You a pussy-ass nigga, you ain’t gang-gang-gang (Bitch)
You a pussy-ass nigga, can’t hang where I hang (Hell nah)
Shooters sittin' at your house, DOE
Dead bodies all around when we leave your place
I don’t give a fuck what these niggas say (Nah)
He say he ain’t with the opps, it’s just where he stay
You get caught outside with 'em, let it spray (B-r-r-rah)
Don’t get caught checkin' your ass, that’s a DOA (Rah)
I see that hate shit from a mile away
My TT taught me not to trust 'em anyway (Nah)
Niggas always jealous, they just want my place (Want my place)
I get it out the mud, yeah I’m hella made (Made)
Fuck these niggas, I already know they tellin' names (Punk-ass)
These niggas signin' deals with the DA (Bitch)
I lost my homies, I knew I won’t be the same (Nah)
Try to carry my drip, you know that shit don’t be the same (Nah, nah)
Loyal niggas change on me for some fame (For some fame)
You niggas fool, all that kinda shit be lame (That shit lame)
You know I’m loyal and you know I can’t change (I can’t change)
I got some killas on my side with them thangs (With them thangs)
How these niggas say they solid in they trade?
(In they trade)
And I’m too real and I can’t change on my gang
These niggas fool, they just chasin' some fame (Some fame)
You know it’s OTF, you know that’s gang-gang-gang-gang
You a pussy-ass nigga, you ain’t gang-gang-gang (Bitch)
You a pussy-ass nigga, can’t hang where I hang (Hell nah)
Shooters sittin' at your house, DOE
Dead bodies all around when we leave your place
We on our OTF shit, you heard?