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Dead Or Alive

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Dead Or Alive

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[Young Buck:] Aiyo Paul what up nigga?

[DJ Paul:] Buck whats goin' on baby?

[Young Buck:]

Aiyo nigga you know, you've been knowin' a nigga since he was knee-high

You know what i'm sayin'?

And its like i'm down here in Ca$hville,

I got this motherfucker off the chain you know what i'm sayin'?

We trappin', i'm about to run this motherfucker hot

I'm comin' up to there in time to fuck with you homie

You know what I mean?

[DJ Paul:]

Right back at you nigga

From Ca$hville to M-Town

[Chorus: Young Buck]

They'll never take me alive I ain't goin' back to jail

The money lookin' good I got dope to sell

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

You can't catch me and you can't hold me

And you can't find me because you don't know me

(Lets Go!)

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

[Verse 1: Young Buck]

First i'm a get a key

Here I go remember me?

I took it from my enemy

Left him in his Bentley seat

Never should have let me go, I done got my mind right

And even though i'm on parole somebody 'gon die tonight

Fuck it we 'gon park this

See who sittin' on twenty-sixes and we 'gon rob them

Holla at a couple bitches, know who we are man?

Some real niggas i'm a ghetto superstar man

Now set it off

Break 'em off

Fuck some handcuffs

Stand up

And what?

Nigga man up

Walked out the courtroom feelin' like OJ

I got my knife in the club if you want to play

[Chorus: Young Buck]

They'll never take me alive I ain't goin' back to jail

The money lookin' good I got dope to sell

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

You can't catch me and you can't hold me

And you can't find me because you don't know me

(Lets Go!)

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

[Verse 2: Young Buck]

(Would you step out the car sir?)

Why'd you pull me over?

Looked him in his eye and took his head off his shoulders

Cocaine dreams

I can see me runnin' the team

Some butt naked bitches baggin' grams of that green

Bustin' at patrol cars from the project rooftops

Got to keep 'em out of here so that we can move the rock

Mafia, militant like a Black Panther

I'm like a young Huey Newton in a black Phantom

Yeah we shootin'

And recruitin'

Starting riots, thats how we do it

And i'm not turnin' myself in so stop askin'

We hop out blastin'

And walk out laughin'

[Chorus: Young Buck]

They'll never take me alive I ain't goin' back to jail

The money lookin' good I got dope to sell

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

You can't catch me and you can't hold me

And you can't find me because you don't know me

(Lets Go!)

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

[Young Buck:]

Whats up all my real niggas and real bitches?

It feels good to be in ya'll city tonight

Now I need everybody, to put they trigger fingers in the air

And repeat after me:

(Lets Go!)

You got a gun bitch I got a gun to

You got a gun bitch I got a gun to

You got a gun bitch I got a gun to

You got a gun bitch I got a gun to

[Chorus: Young Buck]

They'll never take me alive I ain't goin' back to jail

The money lookin' good I got dope to sell

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

You can't catch me and you can't hold me

And you can't find me because you don't know me

(Lets Go!!!!!)

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

Fuck the police, nigga fuck the police

[Young Buck:]

Yeah aiyo man,

I just felt like...

I need to let the world know

You know,

Fuck LAPD man

Fuck NYPD man

You know what I mean?

Matter fact, fuck, fuck them country ass police in Ca$hville nigga

Yeah,

And and you you can try to pull a nigga over and all that

But I tell my nigga, nigga we shoot back

Yeah!!!

So you know, when you see me swangin' nigga

Handling my business

Mindin' my own business

Stay the fuck out my way nigga

Ha ha

Ca$hville Records nigga

We gettin' money though

Fuck the police

Yeah!

They'lll never take me alive

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