Bring ’Em Out Dead

Lyrics

[Intro: Sticky Fingaz] Where my wolves at? Yeah, put your hoodies on Keep your face down low Anything shinin', take that shit Give a fuck, we in the bar Niggas, bitches, let's go! [Verse 1: Fredro Starr] Aiyyo, set it off, let it off, get it off (Yeah) Get this shit wild like thugs from up north (Yeah) Fights in the crowd, the shots'll jump off (Yeah) Body's on the floor, blood on the dance floor Get stuck at the bar, get robbed at the door Cracked off at the coat tag door, take it off Get down, face down to the ground Kill 'em for their dough like Po from uptown (Yeah) Cut your finger off, send it to your moms house (Yeah) Never testify no matter how it goes down (Yeah) When I bark shots you niggas'll duck down (What?) Run up on your block, you niggas get shut down (Yeah) Give it up, you don't want to try to resist Before I hit you off, you don't wanna die for this Un-unh, so we gon' load our guns to this Black mask, face down, motherfuckers gettin' robbed to this [Chorus] Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead One gun, two gun, three to the head Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead One gun, two gun, three to the head [Verse 2: Sonsee] Shots'll spill, niggas think it's not for real (Huh?!) Make your body disappear like Copperfield (Yeah!) No funeral's, no wake, no doctor bills (Uhn uhn) A lot of niggas ain't kickin' shit I can feel (C'mon) We gettin' it down real big, that's what we doin' Give 'em the most raw, that's what we doin' The game gon' understand, the world gon' understand These niggas is gun in hand, you die for these grand Shot's from the mac ugh, killin' he got swag You got it back, stab ya, with your own dagger My sons take your six, [?] you in [?] (What hot one's?) The one's that probably even pump the cops [?] We got 'em strung with the drugs that we dealin' Or peelin', some loud niggas, thugs can feel it And my Brooklyn killers, and my project niggas And my brother's locked down in the jails can feel it [Chorus] Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead One gun, two gun, three to the head Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead One gun, two gun, three to the head [Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz] If I don't eat, fuck that, everybody starve Takin' 'ery plate like it's fonk time in Oz Motherfucker, I kidnap all your kids Before I had a record deal, what you thought I did? Last job that I had I was punchin' a clock Last niggas that I tied up was up at Koch I ain't even need a mask, I ain't bust one shot Made 'em wire me my money right there on the spot That's a Cartier watch? Nigga take that off That's a iced out cross? What? Take that off Know what'd happen to your daughter, I don't make that call? Better take me to the bank or get your face plucked off Hottest nigga in the club cause I got the heat So what boy, wan' gun box with me? Then step up young'n, show me what you gon do? We got big guns nigga that go "Boom! Boom! Boom!" [Chorus] Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead One gun, two gun, three to the head Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead One gun, two gun, three to the head Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead One gun, two gun, three to the head Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Take 'em out, bring 'em out dead One gun, two gun, three to the head