Dead Game Lyrics

That's right, going for mine, it's mixtape

Nigga, time out, it's hard to not do drugs

Got 400 pints and 50 bricks, man

So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars

Ill encounter no remorse, immediate repercussion

My hater be the percussion, percussion meaning we bussin

Grab a double barrel, grip on the handle and wring him out

What you mean by wring him out? Squeeze, no speaking aloud

Put the spout on your snout, deliberately delete your mouth

In and out in the drought, had to hustle while I'm on the run

Fill a station, watch blue and yellow as if on the run

Argument in the car, chick bitchin', took my attention

End up crawlin' off the whip, I had accidentally flipped

And your girl was severely injured

I broke a ribbon of feelings, blame God

Told him, fuck him, but I know he ain't forgivin' me

I got a gunner on the phone, Willie Lucas grippin' a simmi

What do Kevin have in common with a baseball series

Border Motto Night ending base loaders

Slide pitching holdin' something War, the pictures and they're right

I might get him

Face down, face down, leave a nigga face down

I ain't talkin' bout your bitch when I say put your face down

Face down, face down, leave a nigga face down

I ain't talkin' bout your bitch when I say put your face down

Niggas don't like me and they wanna take my life from me

Niggas don't like me and they wanna take my life from me

Niggas don't like me and they wanna take my life from me

They ain't on the tickets right, you know

Catch me at the drive-thru, at the gas station and run up

Guns slipped, I'm all alone, but I'm goin' out with my chin up

Pray for better life, fuck God, he let me hang and still love him

Denato all in my pockets, gettin' it, Robbin

Put my hands up, for a stick up in the hood, you better kill me

Pull my hood up or that water, get to ballin the steamin

Like fuck the trigger, go to fightin

Leathal weapons

My hands is sorta considered, when I fight, I fight to kill

That ink is starting to tear up, got the main line

Chillin' with me, posted in the corner of the VIP section

And I think that she in love with a thug

I'm that nigga, you should suck, fuck even Hugg

But if that money go to callin', gotta leave you for the plug

Face down, face down, leave a nigga face down

I ain't talkin' bout your bitch when I say put your face down

Face down, face down, leave a nigga face down

I ain't talkin' bout your bitch when I say put your face down

Niggas don't like me and they wanna take my life from me

Niggas don't like me and they wanna take my life from me

Niggas don't like me and they wanna take my life from me

Pussy, you can get it, ain't no nigga takin' stripes from me