DeadMon

Lyrics

[Intro] Big Smoke Fucking Chapo Nigga Yall niggas hoes [?] [Chorus] Man down now he screaming out redrum Run down then your ass is a dead mon Hear the gun sound when we shoot at your head mon We ain't play around, might just chop of your head mon Run a nigga up, put dead opps in the air Three grams dead opps in the air AR with the scope, nigga hell yeah Tre pound with a limp nigga hell yeah 100 round on the stick, nigga hell yeah Got a fifty round on a glick, nigga hell yeah You niggas soft, I was [?] by the [?] man Don't play around we gon' go in your shit man Quickdraw a bitch ass with a FN His momma crying at the 7/11 Know some niggas hiding, we gon send em a message Know some niggas sliding, yeah I fuck with real stеppers [Verse] We gon' run down, put the mofucking polе up Got a big .45 and a mofucking [?] Niggas really talk [?] got me feeling like [?] Got two Glocks on me cuz' a nigga really [?] Do you really your chain, lil nigga would you die for it Cuz' my AR-15 will put you on fire, fire for it [?] quickdraw be around boy Cross a nigga out, play his ass like a GameBoy My down south niggas love totin' that K mon My up north niggas be totin' [?] Real street niggas, bitch we still hit licks I'll set a nigga up, just me and a bad bitch Real trap nigga bitch, we having traffic Nigga bome to my side bitch, we get brackin' New shooters and they hit shit like [?] North, Southside and they know I'm the chairman Still posted on the block and we smoking on dead man Shit got me geeked, feeling like [?] And my brother down the road with a [?] Big ass knife got em' feeling like Jason Got your hoe in the spot, my dick she tasting Everybody wanna be real until they gotta face it Bitch [Chorus] Man down now he screaming out redrum Run down then your ass is a dead mon Hear the gun sound when we shoot at your head mon We ain't play around, might just chop of your head mon Run a nigga up, put dead opps in the air Three grams dead opps in the air AR with the scope, nigga hell yeah Tre pound with a limp nigga hell yeah 100 round on the stick, nigga hell yeah Got a fifty round on a glick, nigga hell yeah You niggas soft, I was [?] by the [?] man Don't play around we gon' go in your shit man Quickdraw a bitch ass with a FN His momma crying at the 7/11 Know some niggas hiding, we gon send em a message Know some niggas sliding, yeah I fuck with real steppers