| Buddha bless this beat
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| Bitch
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| Where my motherfucking stack
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| Why them 20's in the front?
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| Why them 100's in the back?
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| Bring it back for some cash
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| I’m a self made product, bitch I look like a bag, yeah fuck
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| Know you, now I mean it
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| I’ma put a bitch on Front Street if you don’t believe it
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| Ask your motherfucking, friends I’ma do it
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| I’m that nigga with the, AK, I’ma shoot it
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| Like a, bitches who in love like a cupid
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| If a nigga cross me up, on my mother, boy he stupid
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| Dead man, walking
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| Drop tape posin', Grand Ave' skrtin'
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| Bad bitch, big booty, and she twerkin'
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| Ain’t no flockin', I’m in Stockholm, why you stalking
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| Twerkin' off a sidekick, like I’m Robin
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| Dick have a morning 'til the neighbors come a knockin'
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| Only time a nigga sweat when a nigga joggin'
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| I can’t take advice from someone who gotta clock in
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| That’s a Fenti, got two Bentleys, white and green
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| One Ferrari, all red like Supreme
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| Your bitch, I made love in front the team
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| Try to cross me out, do you know what that mean
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| You a dead man, walking
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| Drop tape posin', Grand Ave' skrtin'
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| Bad bitch, big booty, and she twerkin'
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| Ain’t no flockin', I’m in Stockholm, why you stalking |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dead Man Walking , by - Quality Control. Song from the album Quality Control: Control The Streets Volume 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп