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Dead Motherfuckers

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[Indistict female singing sample in background]<br><br>[Cam`Ron]<br>Killa!<br>Jones<br>We told niggaz about eight years ago<br>we had this shit in the smash right (Aight)<br>This shit too light man<br>(In the building)<br>I got us, Dipset<br>Lets go<br>Freekey<br>(I`m sorry I`m late, lets get it rockin`)<br><br>[Verse 1]<br>Everybody out at the "Rock The Mic" tour (Word?)<br>I`m back in the kitchen rocking the white raw (Right!)<br>Coping your pie for<br>Locking your nice doors<br>I pop up in like four wit chicken that like gores<br>They click if they like war<br>Fixing to fight for, me<br>Look at my ice for sure your sight sore (Whoa)<br>We all wearing links<br>As I prepare a drink<br>Glare and think how I got the whole new york wearing pink<br>Girls they stare and wink, how I flare the mink<br>Drop the top<br>Pop a throttle<br>Hock a glock<br>Pop a bottle (bottle)<br>Seen "Paid In Full", now I`m up in "Blockbuster"(Busta!)<br>And I`m paid in full, still on the block busta<br>`94 rock "Rucker", `01 rob "Rucker"<br>Shoguns show guns, Blow one, you`re not gutta<br>Little inside joke for you cocksuckas (sucka)<br>My Block, sucka, pop corn and hot butta<br>Like its the movie theater<br>But its the oozie area<br>Hoody Hoo, call hoody hoo produce hysteria (Hoody Hoo!!!)<br>And me I ain`t no coattail bitch<br>I get the Motel 6, where them hoes sell bricks<br><br>(Sample of female singing in background Overlaping)<br>Killa<br><br>Dipset!<br><br>[Chorus]<br>[Cam`Ron] and (Juelz Santana)<br><br>Jump! Back!<br>Glock! Cock!<br>Aim! Shoot!<br>(Y`all some dead motherfuckers)<br><br>Repeat Twice<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>I bitch straight up, get in the car (Oh Shit!)<br>I`m the shit in the car<br>I do like Alfre-do, shit in your car<br>Pop-a-squat in the drop<br>Take a drop in the drop<br>While you dropping the top, unlocking your locks<br>Damn!<br>Last year y`all got a mask in your ride<br>Y`all imagine its hard, y`all asking for jobs (Jobs?)<br>Realize I`m attached to the mob<br>Selling crack in the park, building sacks in the Saab<br>And chrome, give you skin burns<br>Leave your dome like ringworms (Worms)<br>And niggaz coming home, they my interns<br>We the cake couple, put together great puzzles<br>Hood they love us, the hood together we stay subtle<br>Juggle bubble, why you niggaz hate tussles? (Y`all don`t wanna fight)<br>I didn`t always hustle, I was Ma$e muscle<br>He had the ones so he bought the body<br>I had the guns so I caught the body<br>Done son off in the lobby (Finished)<br>I stay wit the gun shooters, drum movers<br>Raazoo Kahlua turn one ruler to son doola<br>And the same brother that you knew<br>Came through in the rain same color as +Yoohoo+ (Y`all don`t know)<br>Now you know thats the same color as doo doo (Shit)<br>I`m the shit, call me Pepe Le Poo-Poo<br>And I got eses thats cuckoo<br>You freshe like they LuLu<br>From freshe they don`t doo you<br><br>(Sample of female singing in background Overlaping)<br>Killa....Killa<br><br>Dipset!<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>Killa!

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