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You think Philly cats won't snap on your mother***in' ass? Huh, you think we won't pull these hammers out and do what we do, nigga? We live this, nigga, we just don't talk it, we live it. Mother***er, take it to the streets, that's all I can say. Take it to the mother***in' streets. Give me more, nigga. You a dead man walkin'. How you like that while I'm in this coffin? Nigga, I live the life that you talkin'. I hold the heat, you the mother***in' target. You better duck, bitch, a dead man walkin'. How you like that while I'm in this coffin? Nigga, I live the life that you talkin'. I hold the heat, you the mother***in' target. You better duck, bitch, a dead man walkin'. Hit his *** talkin' in fair land. He want me murdered, so *** when I heard it. I thought the nigga had life sentences concurrent. Man, I can't sleep till I see this nigga buried. Same nigga pointed out my man to the jury. Oh, him, huh? Oh, he been workin' in the gym, huh? But you know the Spade got guns that make him swim, huh? And the type, though, that'll make a nigga sin, huh? D.A. reduced his ass to five to ten, huh? He tellin', know he was a three-time felon. But nah, me no worry, give him *** to his melon. He's a dead man walkin', dead man talkin'. Dead man eatin', dead man sleepin'. Go for his two, he a dead man reachin'. Open up his mouth, it be a dead man speakin'. Find him duct-taped in the red van leakin'. And ***, when I see him, it ain't no rat. Don't have nothin' on your hip if it ain't no gat. I put that thing to the beat on his baseball cap. Throw the muffle on the front so it ain't no clap. Yo, he a dead man walkin'. How you like that while I'm in this coffin? Nigga, I live the life that you talkin'. I hold the heat, you the mother***in' target. You better duck, bitch, dead man walkin'. How you like that while I'm in this coffin? Nigga, I live the life that you talkin'. I hold the heat, you the mother***in' target. You better duck, bitch. I stay strapped, I keep a half a hundred to cap. I put your stomach in your lap, you don't want none of the Mac. You're gonna come out if I think you runnin' your mouth. I *** around and have 50 niggas runnin' your house. Plus, I keep an escape route to avoid state coup. You talkin' to the Jets? Four up in your grapefruit. Catch me, population, yard out, gray suit. You a bitch, nigga, PC is where they take you. You think you click tight? Somebody bluffin'. Nine guns in the shootout, but eight bussin'. Let me find a female dog in my clique. I'ma *** the revolver and give you all six. The same niggas that you thought would never snitch? I was ***in' your bitch, got the keys to your whip. Stay in your crib, eatin' all your ***. Probably owe you ***, watch who you rollin' with. You a dead man walkin'. How you like that while I'm in this coffin? Nigga, I live the life that you talkin'. I hold the heat, you the mother***in' target. You better duck, bitch. Dead man walkin'. How you like that while I'm in this coffin? Nigga, I live the life that you talkin'. I hold the heat, you the mother***in' target. You better duck, bitch. It come from ball to the ball, play to the pimp. You can tell a gangster when he walk, he limp. And every time he talk, he talk real quick. Get caught by the cops? Don't know ***. Even if it's him, don't know ***. The type of dude you just don't *** with. Talk real greasy, oppress your luck with. And if you wanna know who he is, he Dutch, bitch. Watch is his power, chain is his strength. Money gettin' low, police watchin' my strips. Helicopters, binoculars watchin' my bricks. Gettin' in my grind, changin' my flip. I'm too young to be stressed. Daughter need pampers, daddy need rest. Baby moms trippin', tryin' cause my arrest. You think it's suicide, woman without a vest. You a dead man, nigga. You a dead man walkin'. How you like that while I'm in this coffin? Nigga, I live the life that you talkin'. I hold the heat, you the mother***in' target. You better duck, bitch. Dead man walkin'. How you like that while I'm in this coffin? Nigga, I live the life that you talkin'. I hold the heat, you the mother***in' target. You better duck, bitch. Go. Go.