letra de dead guy - tsm beeezy
[intro]
ahh, noo, noo, nahhh
lil’ beeezy!
[chorus]
where them k!llers at? tell me where them robbers at
where them n-ggas at the bottom banging red flags
all my n-ggas they some goblins tryna get your hat
they wanna get your hat, tryna leave a n-gga flat
where them k!llers at? tell me where them robbers at
where them n-ggas at the bottom banging red flags
all my n-ggas they some goblins tryna get your hat
they wanna get your hat, tryna leave a n-gga flat
[verse 1]
straight up out the p that’s where my mama raised me
but i’m straight up out the streets thats where that glock had made me
and i was posted on [?], clutching that rod like daily
one thing i was taught was get that n-gga fore’ he face me
[?] walk down on that n-gga with his pants down
like thirty minutes later thats another man down
i told them n-ggas we wasn’t playing we tryna get em off
knock em off, k!ll em all, like dominos tryna knock em off
toolie in the [?] tryna bang some
i told my brudda go spray some
no [?] test he gon lay sum
and let a n-gga play that, he a dead guy
my brudda clutching on that f-cking red eye
and thats gon’ be another f-cking homicide
and imma leave another motherf-cking mama crying
b-tch i’m really bout mine, you know i’m down to slang iron
i throw back me a k9, my bruddas tryna slide day and night
inside its a fist fight, you come out here its a gun fight
[verse 3]
i be [?] n-gga, walking smoking dope n-gga
see me b-tch i’m loaded, you could catch me smoking dead guys
they want me rolling, b-tch want throw me back a thirty
imma shoot this b-tch like curry, b-tch i’m aiming at your head now
my n-ggas coming, yeah my n-ggas get to dumping
all them bullets get to humming, yeah we push sh-t to bed now
don’t make a sound, b-tch we let off a hundred rounds, yeah we really laying sh-t down, b-tch you know you is a dead guy
and if you move, b-tch i’m really going my move
while i’m clutching on my tool, b-tch i really want your head now
and b-tch i’m done, all my n-ggas really go dumb, b-tch they hit you up with that drum, make your ass go call the feds now
eeny meeny miny moe, put a tag right on his toe
slap the opp infront his hoe, b-tch play the game just how it go
straight out the bottom, throwing up them fo’s
my n-gga scoring, pouring up a 4
b-tch you know i’m really thugging, bake a opp right in the oven
[chorus]
where them k!llers at? tell me where them robbers at
where them n-ggas at the bottom banging red flags
all my n-ggas they some goblins tryna get your hat
they wanna get your hat, tryna leave a n-gga flat
where them k!llers at? tell me where them robbers at
where them n-ggas at the bottom banging red flags
all my n-ggas they some goblins tryna get your hat
they wanna get your hat, tryna leave a n-gga flat
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