Dead or Alive

(chorus x 4)

Wanted dead or alive

(ak)

I don't know which way to go

Fuck it might as well go both

Cos these niggas want my soul

Get these mother fuckers trying to reload

Got my index on the trigger

Screaming why am I selling figure

Introduce you to your digger

Put your ass beside the vicar

See I know where you hang

You got some killers in your gang

Plus I'm gon be the blame

For leaving the mother fucker unrestrained

Piper shots to the brain bitch

Say my name and watch me get the five shots

Shooting nine lots

Give me props

I shoot a cop then I watch his body drop

Gotta make this crooked cop stop it

If I go to the pen watch my back and we can all break out

I'm screaming free me

Until we get parole I'm shaking d.p

Believe me I'm a kill them on t.v with the glock on the repeat

Putting all their souls deep you're watered down and so weak

Dead or alive so recognise that I got shots for my guys

Between your eyes mother fucker rapalot for life

(chorus x 4)

(belo)

Don't want to hang out

Want to grab this tek and blow my brains out

Nigga you got some problems I got my own don't call my name out

If the bullets rang out

For the fuck why they wanna see me

Who the fuck gon wanna be me

Lay down and know that you're free

Kill the bullshit cos a nigga gon bullshit

Smoke weed and worry

Separate keys get dirty

I'm calling on God he's worth it he's worth it

My daddy left me lonely

My friend that I call my homey

Who got me just like only

Keeping the dark trying to ride this pony

My nigga mo is locked up

My brother twan's locked up

Plant the grass on e's and rock up

Three of my brothers and no mo

No jealous slays no fo fo

In the hand where you put that po po

Free all my niggas

For the rule's this world free em all that figures

Now take this nigga

Face down mother fucker and gon meet your digger

Get up stand up don't give up get paid and live up

Mother fucker made up break all this bullshit

I'm gunning with the full clip

And still most wanted

(chorus x 4)

(n.a.r.d)

See I'm stressed with pain

My grandmama told me that I was blessed with the game

I took it and I sold my whole life to the game

So everything I thought my whole heart I gave

From g-packs to weed packs

It's going to give me problems I really don't need that

See I got a boy on my back

That I been running since them ways back

Tell uncle sam that I'm gon stay black

And fuck those silly cars stirring my shit up under this six flat

And tell them hoes who be diamond kissers

Trying to take control of a niggas riches

They can get they nose out a niggas business for it

Down here treying to set the wife off the fix and I don't play that

Praying for my downfall I'm making

Dome shots on all y'all

Got us retaliating like outlaws

Dead or alive mother fucker I'm black bro

(chorus x 8)