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funkmaster flex - dead man walking كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
you think philly cats won’t snap on your motherf-cking -ss
huh, you think we won’t pull these hammers out and do what we do, n-gga
we live this, n-gga. we don’t just talk it, we live it
motherf-cker take it to the streets, that’s all i can say
take it to the motherf-cking streets, give me more n-gga

[hook x2]
you a dead man walking
have you like, “d-mn, why am i in this coffin?”
n-gga, i live the life that you talking
i hold the heat, shoot a motherf-cking target
you better duck b-tch

[spade]
he the dead man, he the f-cked talking in fed land
he want me murdered, so sh-t when i heard it
i thought the n-gga had life sentences concurrent
man, i can’t sleep ’till i see this n-gga buried
same n-gga pointed out my man to the jury
oh, him ha, oh, he be working in the gym ha
but you know its spade that guns that make him slim, ha
and a type [?] that’ll make a n-gga sin, ha
d.a. reduced his -ss to 5 to 10, ha
he telling on how he was a three time felon
but, nah, me not worry give him 2 to his melon
he’s a dead man walking, dead man talking
dead man eating, dead man sleeping
go for his tool he’s a dead man reaching
open up his mouth he be a dead man speaking
find em duck taped in the red van leaking
and sh-t, when i see him, it ain’t no rap
don’t have nothing on your hip, if it ain’t no gat
i’ll put that thing to the beak, on his baseball cap
throw the m-ffler on the front so there ain’t no clap

[hook x2]
you a dead man walking
have you like, “d-mn, why am i in this coffin?”
n-gga, i live the life that you talking
i hold the heat, shoot a motherf-cking target
you better duck b-tch

[beanie sigel]
i stay strapped, i keep a half a hundred to cap
i put your stomach in your lap
you don’t want none of the mack
the gun’ll come out if i think your runnin your mouth
i f-ck around and have fifity n-ggas run in your house
plus i keep an escape route to avoid the state troop
talkin to the jakes goose? 4 in your grapefruit
catch me population, yard out, gray suit
you’se a b-tch n-gga, p.c. is where they take you
you think that clique tight, somebody bluffin
9 guns in a shootout, but 8 bustin
let me find a female dog in my clique
i’mma grab the revolver in give em off 6
the same n-ggas that you thought would never snitch
is f-ckin your b-tch, got the keys to your wip
stay in your crib, eatin all your sh-t
probably owe you sh-t, watch who you rollin with

[hook x2]
you a dead man walking
have you like, “d-mn, why am i in this coffin?”
n-gga, i live the life that you talking
i hold the heat, shoot a motherf-cking target
you better duck b-tch

[dutch]
it take a baller ta ball playa to pimp
you can tella gangsta when he walk he limp
and every time he talk he talk real quick
get caught by the cops, don’t know sh-t
even if its him, don’t know sh-t
he’s the type of dude you just don’t f-ck with
talk real breezy, or press your luck with
and if you wanna know who he is, he dutch, b-tch
his watch is his power, chain is his strength
money getting low, police watchin my strips
helicopters, binoculars watchin my bricks
getting in my grime, changin my flip
i’m too young to be stressed
daughter need pampers, daddy need rest
baby moms trippn, tryn cause my arrest
you think its suicide, walkin without a vest
you a dead man, n-gga

[hook x2]
you a dead man walking
have you like, “d-mn, why am i in this coffin?”
n-gga, i live the life that you talking
i hold the heat, shoot a motherf-cking target
you better duck b-tch

[outro]
deadman walkin (repeated seversl times w/ change of voice)

- funkmaster flex

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