Bring 'Em Out Dead

[Intro: Sticky Fingaz]

Where my wolves at? Yeah

Put your hoodies on, keep your face down low

Anything shining, take that shit

Give a fuck, we in the bar

Niggas, bitches, let's go!

[Fredro Starr]

Aiyyo, set it off, let it off, get it off

Get this shit wild like thugs from up north

Fights in the crowd, the shots'll jump off

Body's on the floor, blood on the dance floor

Get stuck at the bar, get robbed at the door

Dropped off at the coat tag door, take it off

Get down, face down to the ground

Kill 'em for their doe like Po from uptown

Cut your finger off, send it to your moms house

Never testify no matter how it goes down

When I bark shots you niggas'll duck down

Run up on your block, you niggas get shut down

Give it up, you don't want to try to resist

Before I hit you off, you don't wanna die for this

Un-unh, so we gon load our guns to this

Black mask, face down, motherfuckers gettin robbed to this

[Chorus 2x]

Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead

Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead

Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead

One gun, two gun, three to the head

[Sonsee]

Shots'll spill, niggas think it's not for real

Make your body disappear like Copperfield

At the funeral's, don't waste no doctor bills

A lot of niggas ain't kickin shit I can feel

We gettin it down real big, that's what we doin

Give 'em the most raw, that's what we doin

The game don't understand, the world don't understand

These niggas is gun in hand, you die for these grand

Shot's from the magnum, killin the gats, smack 'em

You got it back, stab ya, with your own dagger

My sons take your 6, rope you in the closet (Hot one's!)

The one's that probably even pump the cops up

We got 'em strung with the drugs that we dealing

Or peeling, some loud niggas, thugs can feel us

And my Brooklyn killers, and my project niggas

And my brother's locked down in the jails can feel it

[Chorus]

[Sticky Fingaz]

If I don't eat, fuck that everybody starve

Takin your plate like it's food time in Oz

Motherfucker, I kidnap all your kids

Before I had a record deal, what you thought I did?

Last job I had I was punching a clock

Last nigga that I tied up was up at Koch

I ain't even need a mask, I ain't bust one shot

Made 'em wire me my money right there in the spot

That's a Coneay watch, nigga take that off

That's a iced out cross, boy take that off

Know what'd happen to your daughter if I don't make that call?

Better take me to the bank and get your face plucked off

Hottest nigga in the club cause I got the heat

So run boy, run boy, one gun box with me?

So step up young'n, show me you gon do

We got big guns nigga that go "boom boom boom!"