Lyrics of Dead


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Lyrics of Dead

[Verse 1]

This for my nigga C-Murder, locked away

This for the nigga conscious that took Pac away

This For The Niggas screaming On Me But Not Today

This for the niggas thinking' I was all Dr. Dre

This For The Magasin Writers words with a Lot Say

Come To My Hood It enough Good We Cocking Spray

Keep It Gully Like we are For Rock AWAY

Trick Gangsta Rap Like A hood

Come through the hood with a model chick that I got from 'Ye

And Rose Phantom Limitage Just a Block Away

So Let the Beat Not While you bob your head,

I switch cars Jump in the C.L., Smoother than Pete Rock

air Max 95, flow classic like reboc

Members O1 try Lay Me Down like Shirak

R.i.P To All Them Niggas And All My Niggas

[Chorus x2]

Don't Don't End Up dead

Nigga Don't Don't up Dead

[Verse 2]

One thing about me,

always keep it real with myself

Like Nas, I'm Ill Will with myself

And I can feel the pain of Ms. Wallace

I wish Chris was here, so he could see C.J. blow

Like the paint on this Impala

Tell Afeni to holla if she need another son that rap

Pac's revenge And I got a gun that clap like Dr. Dre snares

Blow chronic like Dr. Dre cares

I been there, done that Dr. Dre shares all his bitches and his liquor

He ain't call me for Detox, but that's my nigga

Remember Who Brought Em Back To Compton

And 23 year Old Me was a fuckin Monsters

Still Niggas Say I Ain't Hood what Fuck They Taking Bout

Like I want Kiss My Son on the Head nd Chuck em out

What up 50? Let's talk it out

But until we talk it out

[Chorus x2]

Don't Don't End Up dead

Nigga Don't Don't up Dead

[Verse 3]

I remember when my older brother wanted to be Rakim

Now I'm livin' his dream, cause somebody shot him

And left me like Eric B. without Rakim

Still payed them for like B.B.S stock Rims

Now I Got California locked In

Dip in this Beamer, Same model, different year they shot Pac in

So whats The Top 10 If You Dead

Who Drop This Lamborghini If I'm In the feds

To Times Feeling spelling my Nights Up In The Bed

But I'm From Compton so When I'm Out Its Infrared

Get My Son ready For School nd I kiss His Heads

So When You See My Face In The Mirror

If i End Up Dead Bed

Never War Bullet Proof Vest and No Got Bullet Proof Car

You Know Me Westside Triple O.G

And I'ma tell you like the homie Snoop Dogg told me

[Chorus x2]

Don't Don't End Up dead

Nigga Don't Don't up Dead


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