Dead Guyz Lyrics – BIG30
Dead man, dead man (Brr-brr)
Dead man (Brr, brr-brr)
(KJ, let the the beat knock)
BIG brr
Murda, murda
Ayy
Lost Nuskie was devastated
How the *** lil Marcus OD? He don’t *** with medication
Drac’ on me in every state (Brr)
You stay by the pastor, we gon’ come shoot where the reverend stay (The reverend stay)
Niggas don’t know *** ’bout me (Don’t know)
I ain’t never flip, forever Grape
A lot of ***, dead guy (Dead guy)
Brr, headshots (Murda)
We don’t ever go out (No), ’cause we spinnin’ every Friday (Friday)
He don’t ever pop out ’cause he somewhere scared, hidin’ (He hidin’)
Don’t *** with niggas, EBK we killin’ everybody (Everybody)
You niggas feds probably (Feds)
You niggas really rats (Rats)
Only 12 we *** wit ’round this *** is Ja Morant (It’s Ja)
My *** TTK, they trained to *** and get some whacked
We normally get off first but this time we had to get back (Get back)
Ayy, I normally sit back (Sit back)
But this time I got in the car (Got in)
Literally a switch on me a Drac’ and a fully AR
Slidin’, walkin’ down with my lil’ *** nem, we goin’ to war (Wwe goin’ to war)
Firin’, I won’t let these niggas scope, mama I swear to God (Swear to God)
I feel like the last man standin’ but I’m not though (I’m not though)
Still got members in the cage on the way, this *** not over (It’s not over)
Ain’t no way you my opp, somebody ain’t dead or shot, homie (Shot, homie)
You catch that boy and that’s a life changer, he got a knot on him (A knot on him)
A lot of ***, dead guy (Dead guy)
Brr, headshots (Murda)
We don’t ever go out (No), ’cause we spinnin’ every Friday (Friday)
He don’t ever pop out ’cause he somewhere scared, hidin’ (He hidin’)
Don’t *** with niggas, EBK we killin’ everybody (Everybody)
I can’t sleep, I’m shakin’ in my dreams ’cause I’m thinking ’bout *** (Muder)
Or if somebody come through like we do these niggas, vice versa (Vice versa)
Lil’ *** feelin’ me, she say I’m a gangsta and a nice person (Ha)
Pulled up poppin’ *** up in his white ski mask, we turnt it burgundy (We turned it red)
I take *** personally
‘Cause you know death permanently (They permanently dead)
If he got that brrd chain around his neck, he earned a *** (On God)
I might take that black off my C8, get on some sherbet *** (Sold)
Now this ho don’t wanna just slurp me, she wanna slurp the ‘Vette (On God)
***, get out my face, I ain’t on all of where them niggas be (***)
Tell me all you know before you tell me how you feelin’ me (Lil’ ***)
I done lost my heart up in these streets, it ain’t no healing me (On God)
Re-evaluate you talking ’bout killin’ me, it ain’t no gettin’ to me
A lot of ***, dead guy (Dead guy)
Brr, headshots (Dead guy)
We don’t ever go out (No), ’cause we spinnin’ every Friday (Murda)
He don’t ever pop out ’cause he somewhere scared, hidin’ (He scared)
Don’t *** with niggas, EBK we killin’ everybody (Everybody)
Brr
BIG brr-brr
