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Wanted dead or alive


[AK]
I don't know which way to go
$#&@ it might as well go both

Cos these ^!$$%s want my soul
Get these mother $#&@ers trying to reload
Got my index on the trigger

Screaming why am I selling figure
Introduce you to your digger
Put your $$# beside the vicar

See I know where you hang
You got some killers in your gang
Plus I'm gon be the blame

For leaving the mother $#&@er unrestrained
Piper shots to the brain (*##$
Say my name and watch me get the five shots

Shooting nine lots
Give me props
I shoot a cop then I watch his body drop

Gotta make this crooked cop stop it
If I go to the pen watch my back and we can all break out
I'm screaming free me

Until we get parole I'm shaking D.P
Believe me I'm a kill them on T.V with the glock on the
repeat

Putting all their souls deep you're watered down and so weak
Dead or alive so recognise that I got shots for my guys
Between your eyes mother $#&@er Rapalot for life


[Chorus x 4]


[Belo]
Don't want to hang out
Want to grab this tek and blow my brains out

^!$$% you got some problems I got my own don't call my name
out
If the bullets rang out

For the $#&@ why they wanna see me
Who the $#&@ gon wanna be me
Lay down and know that you're free

Kill the bull%#@! cos a ^!$$% gon bull%#@!
Smoke weed and worry
Separate keys get dirty

I'm calling on God he's worth it he's worth it
My daddy left me lonely
My friend that I call my homey

Who got me just like only
Keeping the dark trying to ride this pony
My ^!$$% Mo is locked up

My brother Twan's locked up
Plant the grass on e's and rock up
Three of my brothers and no mo

No jealous slays no fo fo
In the hand where you put that po po
Free all my ^!$$%s

For the rule's this world free em all that figures
Now take this ^!$$%
Face down mother $#&@er and gon meet your digger

Get up stand up don't give up get paid and live up
Mother $#&@er made up break all this bull%#@!
I'm gunning with the full clip

And still most wanted

[Chorus x 4]


[N.A.R.D]
See I'm stressed with pain

My Grandmama told me that I was blessed with the game
I took it and I sold my whole life to the game
So everything I thought my whole heart I gave

From G-packs to weed packs
It's going to give me problems I really don't need that
See I got a boy on my back

That I been running since them ways back
Tell Uncle Sam that I'm gon stay black
And $#&@ those silly cars stirring my %#@! up under this six
flat
And tell them hoes who be diamond kissers

Trying to take control of a ^!$$%s riches
They can get they nose out a ^!$$%s business for it
Down here treying to set the wife off the fix and I don't play
that
Praying for my downfall I'm making

Dome shots on all y'all
Got us retaliating like outlaws
Dead or alive mother $#&@er I'm black bro

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