Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deadman, artist - Styles P. Album song S.P. The GOAT: Ghost of All Time, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, The Phantom Entertainment
Song language: English
Deadman |
And I got it from my man plug that used to sell ecstasy |
Used to know destiny, you think about fate? |
I mean this basehead chick that could whip up a mean recipe (Woo) |
Think about nowadays, I could set up a sour play (I could) |
Snakes rattle, I’m in Seattle, now that’s a power play (Tss) |
Give a fuck what a coward say (Give a fuck) |
Pharaoh, I could let off a arrow drivin' a Calaway |
If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man |
We leave a nigga head open just like a headband |
From muddy waters, we have you leakin' out red, man |
I get you hit then I’m splittin' in case the feds jam |
If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man |
I’ma keep lettin' off shots until the lead land |
I heard all your dawgs is full, word to Petland |
Since they sleepin' leave 'em slumped under they bed stand |
Damn |
In the kitchen whippin', my man, he like, «Stretch that» |
Bars like I’m braidin' short hair, you gotta catch that |
Never let 'em know what you thinkin' or where you rest at (Never) |
You gettin' a couple of dollars, you should invest that (Yeah) |
Gettin' rid of work and the music is what I’m best at (That's it) |
Bring somebody with you that use it and let 'em test that |
Rest of the story gotta be told (Uh) |
If I cop it then it gotta be whole (Yeah) |
Heart gotta be cold, ice |
Glad I learned how to get out of the hole (Woo) |
Get money now, all I do is try to be low, yo |
Die for my brothers and I’m sure of it (Uh) |
Gemini, I can get money then get more of it |
LOX |
If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man |
We leave a nigga head open just like a headband |
From muddy waters, we have you leakin' out red, man |
I get you hit then I’m splittin' in case the feds jam |
If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man |
I’ma keep lettin' off shots until the lead land |
I heard all your dawgs is full, word to Petland |
Since they sleepin' leave 'em slumped under they bed stand |
Damn |
Links still Cuban (Still) |
Connects still Cuban (Hah) |
Me? |
I just stick to the music like Rick Rubin |
Hittin' the splif movin' the whip, shit’s movin' |
Two hundred plus |
I would die for you if you’s one of us (What up?) |
I would kill you if you’s one of them (Facts) |
You wanna fuck around? |
Then you better find a hole, nigga, and use one of them |
(Hahaha) |
Or look at your hands 'cause you could lose one of them |
Perico, Pinero, Montega Jada |
Nicest premiere (Nice), took 'em out with the faders |
Smooth beat (Smooth), if you don’t get it now, you’ll get it later |
When your ghost adrift 'cause we took you through Al-Aaeda |
If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man |
We leave a nigga head open just like a headband |
From muddy waters, we have you leakin' out red, man |
I get you hit then I’m splittin' in case the feds jam |
If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man |
I’ma keep lettin' off shots until the lead land |
I heard all your dawgs is full, word to Petland |
Since they sleepin' leave 'em slumped under they bed stand |
Damn |