Dead Bodies
Title | Dead Bodies |
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Artist | The Alchemist |
Album | 1st Infantry |
Release Date | 2004-06-29 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro: Game] (Sample) We out in this.. pen game'll blow that bitch up From the world's most infamous, first Infantry Yo Alchemist, this shit raw like fresh beef nigga We boyz 'n the hood, wanna see a dead body? [Verse 1: Game] Sittin' in a lowrider, with murder on my mind Cause' I had too many dead homies in my lifetime That's why I ride with a nine and them hollow tips Lift niggas like a chrome hydraulic switch With a hood rat in the car that swallow dick So good that I got P on that 6-4 Impala shit She from Compton just like me Caramel with extensions just like Eve She wanna go to a Knicks game, sit next to Spike Lee We'll do the right thing, blow a nigga out his Nikes She married to The Game, that's wifey Ask Gotti get them blood stains out your white-T P in the backseat fingerfuckin' her girlfriend That'll put a golf ball hole in your right cheek Start trippin' over colors like Ice-T And you can watch your life slip away through an I.V [Verse 2: Prodigy] We out in Cali, P and Game straight blow that bitch up We out in New York, pen game'll blow that bitch up You can't stop us, we gettin' this money its not bangin' You can't pull that shit this way, we head bangin' With them Glocks and them oo-ops Me and my fools shoot, why you tryin' to do that I suggest you do not My chain is hot, what's more hot than that That's how I murda' music, that's why your broads on my back Got your birds on my shoulders, they all over me And ready to fuck Game and whoever else roll with me My presence is strong, I have a bitch seein' dollar signs spots stare at me too long (Bitch!) Have you seein' that white light you come at me wrong Or any one of my dogs, I'll be settin' it off You was raised on beef and live real drama Don't let the coupes twist you, we lettin' Os off [Chorus: Game & Prodigy] (*A-A-A-A-A-Alchemist*) Prodigy: We out in this. P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up (Queensbridge) Game: P and Game rollin' the Dutch (From the world's most infamous, first Infantry) P and Game straight blow that bitch up, mixed with the A-L-C (Alchemist 'been my nephew for a minute) (Mobb Deep and all that) Prodigy: N-Y-C to L.A. we do our sweep You might also like[Verse 3: Game] We out in Compton, P and Game lacin' Chucks We out in Q-B, P and Game rollin' a Dutch Dumpin' ashes out the windshield Haze got my head spinnin' like them 24-inch wheels Ridin' to Suga' Hill bangin' Shook Ones On the west side highway, hand on the steel If I like your chain then blood spill 'Cause I ain't get a million dollars when I signed my deal [Verse 4: Prodigy] Nigga I'll tie your wife to a chair and blow that bitch up You better fire-proof your crib, I'll blow that shit up I'm all about this crime for real, this rap shit is luck Try to score points on me, I'll fasten you up In that smelly proof bag, real-real fast Shoot the deuce under my arm, I'm real-real slick Can't put a tail on me, I drive too fast Can't put tag on me, I smoke people ass [Verse 5: Game] If you from the west side, nigga throw that shit up If you bang to east side, nigga throw that shit up I ain't trying to be in The Source or Double XL I'm just trying to fuck Trina cause' Dre said sex sells And it was either this or jail Imagine tryin' to fit birds in a Honda Accel And they caught on the Fed-Ex mail So we stopped doin' business and chirpin' on Nextels We gangstas [Verse 6: Prodigy] I fold people in half, I tore people' ass But they still wanna ride out as long as we see death I get money, and I don't need your help or friendship But love, I'mma survive just how I been I'mma stay alive 'till the day I die But right now I'm healthy, niggas better get up off mine A bitch is nuttin' we easily fuck it We posessed by the cash and these guns we bustin' [Outro: Game & Prodigy] (*A-A-A-A-A-Alchemist*) Prodigy: We out in this. P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up (Queensbridge) Game: Ain't nobody fucking with us (From the world's most infamous, first Infantry) Game: G-UNIT, mixed with the A-L-C (Alchemist 'been my nephew for a minute) (Mobb Deep and all that) Female: I don't know nothing about The Alchemist, who is he? |